Glamrock Chica X Roxy Novels & Stories

I warned, though I was smiling as I watched her knuckles turn white from gripping the table. "It’s... it’s different, Dante, the rhythm is all wrong, it’s like he knows exactly where it hurts and he’s just staying right on the edge of it," Roxie panted, her eyes glazed over as she looked at Jax with a desperate, pleading expression. "That’s because I’ve been practicing on Candy for years, sweetheart, and I know exactly how to milk a girl until she’s nothing but a puddle of used-up nerves and regret," Jax laughed, his eyes roaming over Roxie’s body with a clinical, debauched intensity.

I lost everything then I lost the only person I had left in the world. “And now she is yours. She is your mate now. Things change Logan and you need to at least give it a try. She seems nice and polite.” Flavia had not glanced at Rogue girl even once. She had no idea what Rogue girl looked like. Such pure anger railed through me and I squeezed harder, drawing from Flavia to hold it down. My wolf was clawing at me. Such pure anger poured to my own and made me act out.

“You’ve got two companions who see you daily. That’s huge for a courtesan this early on.” “Only one,” I said as I sighed and began looking over the body paints. I didn’t have much left, and knew I couldn’t afford any more right now, but there was only one design I’d not worn in public yet; the one from my unveiling ceremony. “Tomichii doesn’t want me today. I’ve just got Keaton and then Rick until the very last hour of the day.”

Remi waved to the brown girl in the hijab crossing the street. "Hey, Seven." Mykel nudged him and gestured to Aaliyah. "You really think I have a chance with her?" "As much as a chance as winter does in hell." Remi retorted. Seven rolled up his uniform sleeves and saw that the tattoos on his arms were gone. "Did I really go back in time?" He asked himself. "No, that can't be possible I--" He spotted Dario in the crowd ahead of him. "Hey, Dario!" He waved.

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

Roxy Kane was no longer pretending to be tough. She lay sprawled across the wide metal bench on her back, legs forced wide apart and held open by Jax and Riley’s strong hands. Her firm ass and thighs glowed an angry, throbbing red from countless spankings. Both her holes, pussy and ass gaped openly, red and swollen, leaking a steady mix of her own juices and the winners’ spit. Her platinum-blonde hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and her once-sharp blue eyes were now glassy and unfocused. Her own futa cock, still rock-hard despite everything, lay twitching against her toned stomach, the head shiny with fresh precum. Carla “The Crusher” Morales stood between Roxy’s spread thighs lik

Her face lit up as she saw me, and I felt my heart skip a beat in response. "How was your shopping trip?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I eyed the lone bag. "Did you manage to get everything you needed?" Roxy chuckled, a playful glint in her eye. "I did, thank you. And you don't really know how to not be flashy, do you?" She teased, her voice dripping with amusement. I grinned, unrepentant. "I'm afraid I don't, darling. I was thinking you'd be more of a Jaguar type, but I see you opted for the Cadillac instead." Roxy's eyes narrowed, a mock-scolding expression on her face. "All of your cars are flashy, crazy, and EXPENSIVE," she retorted, her voice laced with exasperation. I laughed, deligh

I said not really wanting to tell a stranger my business "Yeah we have to see if you're the right fit for the Roxy and Lainy squad" Roxy said "I think I am Roxy, Lainy and Dee" she said smiling "You're not a psycho bitch right" Roxy asked squinting her eyes at Diamond "Nope completely normal, but I am obsessed with Chocolate" "Are you related to Chynna or anyone that goes to this school" Roxy asked "No all my family is in Virginia and Georgia and I don't know a Chynna besides Blac chynna and I'm not related to her"

Chynna yelled Tamara grabbed Alaina's braids and pulled them trying to sling Alaina so Chynna could get on top, she wasnt even able to pull the braids hard to yank Alaina off before she was hit in the face by Roxy "what's good hoe" Tamara said walking towards Roxy, who already had her set up ready to fight

A good fuck. Roxy caught my eye from across the room, smirking. I sighed. “Roxy,” I said as she approached, “why would you bring someone this young into my club?” The guys fell silent beside me. They knew my voice when it dropped like that. The girl’s expression changed instantly….her wide-eyed heat gone, replaced by a spark of anger. She didn’t look too happy about me calling her a child. Roxy slid into the seat beside me, crossed her legs, and poured herself a whiskey.