Novel & Cerita Fuller House Ramona And Jackson Fanfiction

He had no claim on me. Still, I turned back to Jackson and forced a smile. “Well… we could go out tonight. You game?” “Sure,” he said. And then everything changed. I didn’t need to look behind me to feel the shift in the air. The presence was unmistakable. “Get up. We need to go,” came Ram’s voice, sharp and cold. I turned slowly. His face was unreadable. “I said get up.” With a sigh, I stood and grabbed my bag. “Sorry,” I whispered to Jackson. “See you tonight?”

She says in a sweet, high-pitched voice. “Yes, I’ll come down.” I reply. “I’m Ramona, by the way. I’m Beta Rex’s little sister and I’m mated to Gamma Winston.” “Nice to meet you.” I say as I follow her out of my room. I do notice that the guard outside my door follows us as we make our way down the stairs toward the dining room. I make note of how many rooms we pass and peer into each one. Not many people are staying in the packhouse it seems, most of the rooms are empty but look ready to accept visitors.

' She stood, stretching languidly, the dress pulling taut across her chest. He cleared his throat, looking away briefly. 'Duty first.' But she saw it...the flicker of heat in his eyes, the subtle shift in his stance. Tension coiled between them, invisible but electric. That night, after dinner, a solitary affair with pasta she'd barely tasted, Ramona retreated to her room early. The vibrator from her drawer hummed to life, pressed against her clit as she lay back, but again, her mind wandered to him. Imagining his mouth there, tongue lapping at her, sucking her folds. She came this time, a sharp, unsatisfying peak that left her wanting more.

This morning she left him in her room with a moody face as if he was the one that hurt her, and now she came home smiling. Who the hell is Rex Jackson that's making his wife smile happily like one that has won a lottery. “Is he the reason why you are smiling happily and you left me at home with a moody face?” Ramona chuckled, “Then, I just don't feel like talking to anybody,” She explained, and he looked into her eyes. “Has Belle infected you with her pregnancy mood swing? Or are you pregnant?” Something occurred to Ramona, and she didn't know when she stood up, gasping.

She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. " You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so----- "Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. "What do you mean?" She asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl.

“One day, my love, we will buy a house together, and we will see each other so much that you are sick of me. We will see each other every day, I will wake you up with a kiss every morning and kiss you every night before we go to sleep and a million times in between. We will be the happiest people alive.” His promise sounded so sincere that she could help but pull him into a rough kiss, forgetting that Ronnie was only about twenty feet away from them. They were broken up by his fake cough. He kissed her forehead and wrapped his arm around her waist as they continued on their way back to the hotel and up to the penthouse. Jackson’s phone rang as soon as the door was locked. “What do you need,

His whole frame shook with rage as he pointed at Jacinda and roared, "You ungrateful wretch! Vincent is not someone you can trifle with. He comes from the Fuller family of Royalville! "If it weren't for Vincent supporting and funding Redmont Corporation all these years, the company would have collapsed a long time ago! Did you really think you were some kind of business prodigy as president of Redmont Corporation?" "That's impossible! How could a kept man like him be Vincent Fuller from Royalville?" Jacinda's eyes were filled with disbelief. She looked me up and down, and the dissatisfaction in her gaze quickly faded.

Caleb laughed out softly, "not at all. I'm all yours." The rest of the dinner went in a flash as both of their wolves obviously couldn't wait to get their hands on each other. It had taken every self-control for Caleb to not rip off Ramona's panties and fuck her into oblivion right there in the car. But he was driving and had sent the driver that brought her over off. Getting into his house, Ramona looked around, gasping at the luxury of the place. From outside, the bungalow looked just modest. She hadn't been expecting him to live that large.

Jada wrapped her hands around his, Ramona felt abandoned being alone in that room. “Since everyone is out there handling their issues I’ll handle mine,” Ramona said to herself as a maid walked in with a tray in her hands. “Would you like to eat ma’am? I’ve prepared tea and nice pastries you would love. It’s made of coconut, as instructed by Alpha Galen” she divulged. Ramona felt happy that her father wanted her to feel good since she wasn’t feeling good. “He always wants to see me smile, playing the role of a father and a mother isn’t easy for my father but he does it nevertheless. I love him so much, I just hope he accepts Karl as my lover” She stopped her introspection as she thought about

C: This girl, Mom, I think she's worth it. L: I love you, Cutter. Be safe. C: I will, love you too. As soon as I'm done, my phone vibrates again. R: Hope your ass knows I'm in the doghouse because of you. Rambo and I are sleeping on the fucking couch tonight. C: Why? R: Duh, does Little Ms. Auburn ring a bell. C: Shut the fuck up. R: You know my wife is serious about football. C: Let me go cry you a river.