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“Why would I change when you’ll never stop trying to earn a joke from every situation?” “Isn’t life more fun with jokes? Something to laugh about once in a while. You know, it makes the world beautiful and fun when it’s dark. Studies even say laughter heals faster than herbs do. Lowers pain, strengthens the heart, clears the head. Makes the blood flow freer. In short — that’s why I’m looking younger and living longer. Which of those old people in the pack is as old as me, uh? None. I’m the oldest.”

He made me laugh, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt good after the fear. “Your turn,” he challenged, when he finished. “Tell me a joke. Something to keep the darkness at bay.” I thought for a moment. “Okay, okay… What do you call a fake noodle?” He raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. “What?” “An impasta!” I delivered the punchline with a flourish, and he actually laughed, a deep, booming sound that warmed the room. “Alright, alright, that was a good one, for a rookie,” he teased. “My turn. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”

NESSA “You want me to get you pregnant?” He asked with raised brows as he rubbed the tip of his cock over the entrance of my wet cunt. “I'm joking, daddy. I'm on birth control.” I muttered with a soft laugh and his features relaxed as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I'm sliding in baby.” He whispered as he slid into my cunt and a choked moan left my lips as his dick stretched me open. He let out a shaky groan as he took his time to slide in and out of me, making me throw my head backwards in pleasure.

She says, through the laughter. Grant laughs. "Don't be a wimp." "Don't be mean!" Naudia retorts and I laugh, shaking my head. "Grant leave her alone." I say laughing harder when Naudia pokes her head out from behind me making a haha face. "You're no fun dad!" Grant laughs. I roll my eyes. "Well I'm sorry, I'll try to be more fun in the future." Grant smiles. "You guys are boring old people, I'm going to play some video games."

The cushions wrapped around me. My best friend, Lila. Sat down beside me on the chair, falling into it very lazily like a rag doll. Her shiny skirt, moved up, showing her smooth and sexy thighs. She moaned in an exaggerated way. “If I eventually die this night, just tell my mom I went out happy.” I snorted. "Oh please, tomorrow you'll be back to pose with those plastic angel wings in front of your followers on I*******m." She wrinkled her face at me. We were intoxicated, silly, swimming in cocktails and adrenaline. All the silly things felt like the world's biggest joke.

“Let me guess. The time I fell out of a tree trying to rescue a cat?” “And get stuck yourself,” he finished, his grin widening. “Yep, that one made the highlight.” “Unbelievable,” I muttered. “Anything else?” “Oh, plenty,” he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Like the time you tried to ride a bike down a flight of stairs because, and I quote, ‘It’ll totally work.” I groaned louder, hiding my face in my hands. “Why does he share the most humiliating stories?” “Because they’re funny,” he said, his tone light but teasing. “And, if I’m being honest, kind of impressive. I mean, you survived riding a bike down stairs. That’s bold.”

Thank goodness my apartment is the one on the bottom. "No, that's not it. I just don't want Jon or my parents to show up and stop me from doing what I want. Like shoving you onto the couch and having my way with you." If you've never broken an FBI agent, you should try it sometime. It's hilarious to see how many times I can make him freeze. I just made a joke in my head. He tells people to freeze, but I keep making him freeze. Shut up, everyone. No one heard that bad joke but me.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

“Emma, come here.” “But, I need to….” She tried to pull away from me. I knew she wanted to set her books down, and I knew she hated that I was touching her, but I needed my friends fixed, both of them, and there was only one person who could do that. He was telling a story as we approached, and I didn’t want to interrupt, but I also couldn’t wait too long either. “And then, wouldn’t you know it, but that bear totally left my lunchbox alone and ate every last crumb of my brother’s sandwich!” The kids standing around Mr. Horton’s desk laughed as if that was the funniest thing they’d ever heard in their lives. “And that’s why you don’t always have to be fast—you just have to be faster than the

The streetlights elongated his shadow until he turned a corner and disappeared from my line of sight. I entered the house after throwing the gold pendant away. My baby was like me—we didn't want love that was too little, too late. … Three months later, I was celebrating with my colleagues after completing yet another big project. That was when I received a call from a funeral parlor. They asked me whether it was convenient for me to collect Benjamin's ashes. I looked at the calm surface of the lake outside my window and chuckled softly. Then, I said, "You can just pour them down the drain."