Joe X Cherry Novels & Stories

Maybe they weren't such good days after-all. Joe arrived shortly after and he had flowers; big ones. He winked at Momma. "Hi beautiful. Remember me?" Momma smiled, but it wasn't the real one. Juicy took the flowers and held them close enough for her Momma to smell if she wanted—she didn't. She placed them on the sill where the other flowers were. Joe pulled up a chair and chatted with her, and Juicy could tell that she wanted him to shut up with his chatter and to get to the point.

I’d just survived the ‘Public Display of Lip-lock Disaster’, and now I was about to play ‘Guess What the Man Who Could Kill Me in Six Seconds Doesn’t Know About Me’. Knox didn’t even pretend to refuse. He lounged back, one arm draped over the backrest, his gaze fixed on me. “Go ahead, Little Cherry. Make me curious.” He murmured, enough to make it sound like a fuckin’ dare. I shot him a narrow-eyed smile. “Alright. Something you don’t know about me…” I said putting on my best thoughtful face. “Hmm… here is one, when I was twelve, I got chased by a goose for stealing its bread.”

“Sorry, Mr. Fisher. No invitation, no entry.” Just days ago, he had been a welcome guest in the Addams household. Now, he was treated like a stray dog, barred from entering. At that moment, a limited-edition sports car roared. The door opened, and a young man stepped out. Jeremy recognized him immediately as Calum Jones, the young and proud heir of the Jones family, who had just returned from overseas. The guards immediately changed their demeanor, bowing respectfully to let him through.

“One last question, Miss Cherry, about being your personal assistant to the vocalist of the Logistic Band Rexon Del’Torre, is it true that you left him because the job offered to you by the F&S clothing line is better?” I was stunned by his question. I knew they were not ignorant of my previous job with Rexon. “T-that’s not true. I’m still working for Rexon. Please excuse me.” I don’t want to appear rude or whatever. I just don’t want Rexon’s name to be involved, even though he initially didn’t consent for me to be a model in this event. “Miss Cherry! Miss Cherry!” They called me, but I quickly went inside. “Cherry, where are you from?” Farrah greeted me.

I wasn't sure how to feel about that revelation, but I continued to stand there, feeling Joshua work on my skin with his needle. " You know she's not deaf, right? " he teased his friend. " Don't worry, you're complimenting me, so I'll just keep listening in silence, pretending I'm not here while my overhuman ego is being fed,' I warned, getting a laugh from the girl. " o you admit you have an overhuman ego? I'm Cherry, by the way," she opened her bag, taking out a camera and several lenses, starting to set it up without taking her eyes off both of us.

"Be with you in a minute, kiddo." Lucas and I took a seat in the chairs by the door. The leather coated cushion sank with a whiff of air as I parked my bottom on it. I watched Joe finish the butterfly on the woman's back with his tongue curled out as he focused. His tattooed muscles contracted as he finished the fine details. When he was done, he bandaged her, and left her to check herself out. He made his way towards me with his usual serious expression. "What can I do for you, Cherry Bomb?"

James interjected in their battle and told them what he had in his mind. “You know what, Jimmy, you are never going to talk about her in that way ever. The more you speak, the more you reek of your men's pheromones here,” Cherry said in disgust as her eyes fell on Ryan, who stood there in a corner with Charles and online saw them fight to kill each other, which triggered Cherry’s temper. She was in her first trimester and would often lose her temper with people, and whenever she did, she would always break someone from the inside out.

I pulled out my phone to text Joe, when I walked pass his car in the driveway. CHASITY: I am leaving Payton’s house now. JOE: Come to my room. My eyes widened and my cheeks turned red. I have never been in his room before and have always wondered what it looked like inside. The thought of Joe and I being alone in his room, make my cheeks red and my heart starts beating fast. CHASITY: Why? JOE: The other envelopes are in my room. CHASITY: What about Gio and John? JOE: They are in the theater room, watching a movie.

My heart pounded louder in my chest as I stared at the person who was in front of her spread pussy Hazel She would look at the camera and back to plumping her fingers into Cherry's pussy "Does that fucker husband of yours make you feel this way?" Hazel moaned on the screen and Cherry shook her head, throwing her head back "No... fucking no, I don't feel a thing for him and you know that, oh goodness, I've missed you, baby," Cherry moaned out. That voice that I would recognize anywhere

Cherry strolled in at 8:15, dazzling in a red dress, her lips like wine, her ego larger than the room. She kissed cheeks, made jokes, laughed like she had already won. And at 8:35, Selene clinked her glass. “Everyone,” she called. “I have a little something I’d like to share.” Cherry’s smile faltered. The chandelier lights dimmed. The projector hummed to life. And then… the videos played. One by one. Cherry’s voice filled the room. "She’s weak. Stupid, soft-hearted Selene." "Just one kiss. That’s all I need."