Joe Sugg Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"But what is Joe looking for, I thought he had moved on and forgotten about me, I wrote a note that I was leaving him, he believed it then, so what suddenly changed? She asked, but Escober didn't have the answer to that, and he wasn't even interested in answering questions, he just wants to have his way with her. "But I was hoping you would like the cuffs again. I mean, we use to have a really great time in this cage, and now that he is gone, he will be gone for hours, we could just have a quickie here you know". He says licking his lip. Joan knows that he was really into her, and he would do anything for her to give herself to him, but he hadn't been able to do the very one thing she wants.

That he wanted me to call him. But I didn’t. Because I am a fucking coward. I ran from him, ran from my feelings, and threw myself into anything that would keep me from thinking about him. And that’s how I ended up with Joe. Joe was a Navy medic, also training for combat. He was from a small pack in Georgia, the son of a warrior and a teacher. Tall, lean, rugged—a farm boy with a jawline that could cut glass. And that voice. Deep, like James Earl Jones. When he whispered dirty things in my ear while fucking me? That voice alone could make me cum.

The meaning of Sally’s intentions hit him like a wave. If she won, then he would truly be trapped here, cut off from the outside world forever! But Joe wasn’t done yet. He turned back toward Dean, his smile taking on a darker, more sinister edge. "And if I win..." Dean’s throat tightened, his body tense with unease. "What?" Joe’s smile grew even more malicious, almost laced with twisted amusement. "Why don’t you take a guess?" With that, he turned and walked into the bathroom.

As it was, he was stuck. It was about five in the afternoon and outside his window it looked like a lovely day. Maybe he should ask Diana if she'd like to have a swim? No. In his heart, he knew it was a bad idea. Ever since his wife's interest in sex had dried up, Joe had found himself transferring more and more of his lust to their daughter. True, she was absolutely beautiful, athletic and unconsciously sexy -- but she was his only child, his flesh and blood. He could never act on it, no matter what fantasies he might have.

I don't know how long we keep on pleasuring each other and exchanging positions before collapsing on the bed exhausted and full of sweat! We laugh as we lie down on the bed staring at the ceiling. Joe is still naughty playing in my breast. I just let him enjoy the moment. "Are you starting for good and when did you come back?" I asked them. "I saw your boyfriend is getting married so we come back to congratulate him." Joe replied squeezing my breast harder. "Fuck! Don't remind me!" I hissed, jumping on Joe's body. "Okay! Thank us for giving you what you needed missing him." Joe uttered pulling me to sit on his. Adam didn't want the idea and pushed me on fours slamming his on my butt hole. Ar

Before me stands a new version of Joe. “I’m afraid to ask…” I cringe at my shaky voice. “How long can you stay?” I scrunch my nose, bracing for his response. I can’t wait for it. “Please, please, please stay in the US. I mean, Iowa. Please stay in Iowa. I need you here, near me,” I plead. “A girl needs her big brother. Don’t go back to Africa.” Joe pulls me to his chest, wrapping me in a tight hug. He kisses the top of my head before responding, “I might be able to arrange it.”

"I mean, I totally get that playing with tits is awesome, and we can just take that as an understood fact, but I mean... come on... how much do you actually get out of something like a hug?" "You'd be surprised," Joe said. "Here, stand up and I'll show you." She giggled, looking over at the bar. There was a crowd of people in the bar, most of them up ordering drinks and watching the T.V. Dane couldn't see her. Nudging Curt, she pushed him out. "Don't worry, I'll be back." Joe stood. Adorably, he was a little shorter than she was. "Aww," she said, moving up to him.