Kirby: Right Back At Ya Tiff And Tuff Novels & Stories

"If you keep punching like that, you should be able to win the fight. Damn." Flynn stood, taking a few deep breaths. Carter leaned against the edge of the ring watching Flynn. "You ok?" Flynn nodded, grabbing a towel. "I think we will call it a day. Good job Kirby." KK smiled, jumping down from the ring. Leo handed him a bottle of water. He stepped close to KK, closing his eyes, breathing in the sweaty scent. He felt a stir in his groin and quickly grabbed a towel, tossing it at KK. "You stink, go shower."

I was about to leave when I heard what Tiffany said that stopped me. “Yes, babe. You would be a father, so you should get rid of your flirtatious wife. I don’t want to have a rival. That bitch! ” she said angrily. I waited for what Kibb would say but I hope I didn't listen. “Don’t worry, babe. He is also leaving here. And I will make sure he never bothers us again, ever.” said Kibb. “Well, it should be. Wait, what do you mean by what you said, babe? that she will never bother us again, ever?” Tiffany asked in astonishment.

Tiffany crossed her arms, determined to stand her ground, even as Jacob’s laughter echoed warmly in the quiet space. Jacob chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Since when do you care about what’s right or wrong, Miss Mafia Princess? And let’s be honest—I know for a fact you’re no prude.” Tiffany narrowed her eyes at him, though her resolve was already starting to waver. “I am not a prude,” she protested, even as her voice faltered. “But we really shouldn’t—”

I ended up curling my hair and did a light makeup look. Tiffany comes running in. "Damn bitch you look hot," she says. I just laugh, "So do you." as she twirls for me. Tiffany is a cute redhead who pretty much comes to my sholders. She is sexy and curvy. I give her a little smack on the ass. "Okay pre-game time," she says as she grabs the vodka. She pours each of us a shot. "Here is to getting lucky tonight," she says and we both down the shot.

I called us an uber and took him to my room, and then you know like he promised, my lips were not the only part of mine that I let him kiss. "Please stop it, Tiffy. TMI bitch you are giving me too much info about my brother." I squealed as she started blabbing a hazy 'R' rated version of what happened between her and Ryan last night. ~~~ Feeling my body filled with both delicious food and lucrative gossip, I patted my stomach and went to binge on some newly released series with Tiffany. We were on season number... shit I have not been keeping any track of it, anyway where finally the sexual tension between the leads were easing and hot raunchy sex knocking at their door.

Her guide was a member called Mute. A private message popped up, and Tiffany opened it to see a message from Mute. [TiffByte, I'm so excited! To see both Cobra and Eagle online at the same time, you're really lucky, TiffByte.] [Hehe, it's just a coincidence... But, I think Cobra doesn't like me very much. If I ask her for help, do you think she'll... help me?] Tiffany looked at the message from Mute and sent back a message pretending to be worried, subconsciously blackening Cobra's reputation with paranoid thoughts.

A chair is violently pushed back with a metallic screech. Kir is on his feet, moving with terrifying speed. He doesn't walk around the table, he practically teleports across the short distance. He steps directly between me and Tariq, his broad shoulders blocking Tariq from my sight. The smugness is gone. The amusement is dead. He looks massive, rigid, and homicidal. "No," Kir says. It’s a flat, heavy sound that leaves zero room for negotiation. Tariq stops, still holding the bottle of muscle rub in mid-air. He looks at Kir, his eyebrows raised in genuine confusion.

Tiffany transforms her nails into claws and slashes my uniform, my breasts comes into view. She and her Minions laugh and just as she's about to make another slash a deep and sexy voice rumble "What the fuck do you think your doing".

“You think Jackie came easily to me the first time?” Kirby laughed. “Yeah, I see your point. But, she’s not an ordinary woman. She’s a Garvey. They’ll dig their heels in and fight to the finish if need be.” “Yeah, but I don’t know,” Nick said. “Just think about it.” Nick nodded. “Now, help me stretch. I want you to spot me on the bars,” Kirby said.

The lady said with a click of her tongue. Kirby was quick to catch onto the 'mafia' phrase. "Mafia? What are you saying?" "Ah, poor Kirby Stones has no idea her darling girlfriend is in the mafia. I bet she also has no idea she got her position as a result of the role Carrie played. How sad." "Hey! If you're trying to tell me something then be clear about it!" Kirby yelled, but winced when the lady applied pressure on her shoulder. "Did you forget so soon? I said to be careful of what you say." The woman hissed coldly, her grip on Kirby's shoulder not lessening.