Poley X Robby Novels & Stories

” Kayley ~”Rob please come talk to me for a sec. I want to know who the real Jackson is. This Jackson that just left the bar. Rob ~”What is wrong Kay?” Kayley ~”Tell me about Jackson.” Rob ~”You know Jackson.” Kayley ~”Only the affectionate one.” Kayley ~”Who is he really? Who is this Jackson that just stormed off to his office?” Rob ~”Do you really want to know?” Kayley ~”Yes, I want to know all of it.” I need a stronger drink.

They are doing everything other than the main deed. " Jordy my man! How are you!" Rob greeted pushing the girl from the couch and taking her place. "I am awesome as always, Robin!" Jordy rolled his eyes and scoffed like the question was ridiculous. His arrogance can be seen from a mile away. " Don't call me that, Jordy!" Rob groaned at his use of the full name.

Myla began. "I am not!" Pete was blushing, "And I had the opportunity to, you know, do what Robbie is doing…" "Why didn't you take it?" Troy laughed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Petey here is saving himself for his mate," Myla teased. "Leave him alone, Myla. I think that's very gallant of you, Pete." I said, smiling at Pete, who gave me a small smile of gratitude.

"You just said that a puppy is eww because it is covered in fur, drools and needs to go for walks and runs." "Yes, and your point would be what my Luna?" I love this guy! "Robbie, you are a wolf. You are literally a giant ass version of a puppy." The moment he realizes that what I am saying is true is golden as his eyes widen so much I'm ready for them to pop out of their sockets any moment. "How rude! My wolf doesn't drool thank you very much!" His words have both of us laughing so hard that for a moment I forget everything that is going on around us and it feels so good, so needed.

He gently pumped it inside till it was all in, and she moaned, "Ahhhh...oh...wow...is that the double-headed Rob?" He almost pulled it out, before pushing it back inside, as she said, "I thought you were saving him for later...but that's...that's not Rob...it feels wider! Who is it?" Pete laughed, "You are brilliant! That's one of our special guests...we've got two guests with us this evening...both pornstars...and that was Isiah!

During the party celebrating my promotion, I am in the middle of cutting the cake when a positive pregnancy test report is thrown right in my face. Subsequently, my normally compliant boyfriend, Zachary Zolt, pulls my best friend, Caroline Lotter, into his arms. With reddened eyes, he says, "Winnie, for the past three years, I've stayed by your side, giving you all the emotional support you needed and the respect you deserved. "However, Carol is now pregnant with my baby, and I have to take responsibility. You've always been magnanimous, so don't be petty over a minor matter, alright? Let's part amicably." Our colleagues gasp in surprise before shooting me a look, as though I were a malic

He looks like Astro Boy, that old Japanese anime cartoon. Robbie holds out his hand and shakes Mark’s hand firmly. An understanding passes between them as they greet one another. “Hello Robbie, my name is Mark Lewis. Sammy has told me so much about you,” Marks says as he lets go of Robbie’s hand. “Hello, Mark. My name is Robbie Garvie. I’ve heard so much about you, and congrats. Have you met my girlfriend, Missy Guidi? She really is the cutest thing.” Robbie says as he starts introducing me to Mark.

It’s a beautiful Friday evening, 4pm to be exact and our star boy Theodore was at home which was quite a shock to Jerry because even though he had calmed down, Theo Never came home on a Friday night so Jerry was quite puzzled as to why he would come home on a Friday. What’s the occasion?

All the wolves I’ve met are extremely open to body contact, except King and Laurie, "You're absolutely gorgeous." "Wow, no, you are," I reply like an awkward mess. Robbie laughs and I swear his laugh sounds like he's singing, "It's such a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Robbie. Rio has told me so much about you... he’s the biggest daddy's boy I've ever met." I know I said something really good because Robbie lets out a big, proud smile.

I fumbled with the TV remote, finding the mute button first. Robbie stood at the foot of my bed. The collar was crooked on his polo shirt, and wrinkles lined his pants; it looked as though he had slept in his clothes from the night before. I wondered when the last time he had shaved had been, as his five-o'clock shadow was more like a five-day shadow. It matched his sandy hair, messed and unruly. He didn't make eye contact, instead looking at the foot of my bed, his whole body radiating sorrow and regret.