Ponyboy X Dally Novels & Stories

Dylan has a sad look in his eyes. This war has made us more busy than normal. “I am so sorry, baby. Mom and Dad promise to make it up to you tonight. I am so sorry.” “You pinky promise?” He had so much hope in his eyes. He took out his little finger. “Yes, pinky promise.” I wrapped my little finger around his. “Okay.” I carried him in my arms and we made small talk before getting to the daycare. I handed him over and Xavier and I walked towards the pack house.

My moan came out as shaky. It had been days since I had been last touched. And it was nothing. Just a few days. A few days was nothing. But that was to the previous Daisy. This Daisy now, was one, addicted stupidly to her daddies, wanting a taste of them every now and then so a few days was not nothing. "Daddy" I moaned softly, feeling the wetness of my pussy. I rubbed gently on my pussy entrance at the same time I rubbed on my nipples.

She wanted to taste him so bad her mouth was practically watering. "Can I taste it, daddy?" Roe asked, her voice thick and trembling, practically drooling as her eyes remained glued to his heavy length. Elijah let out a low, gravelly chuckle, his dark gaze locked onto her ruined, begging expression. "Say no more... Daddy's cock is all yours tonight." He stepped away from the side of the table and walked with slow, deliberate strides until he stood directly at the head of the mahogany desk, towering right above her.

He had gotten to have his number one guy with him all weekend and boy, it was one of the best he had had in awhile. On Friday, Dillon had gone home with Tony on Harley from the shop after school. It had been something of a stressful week for the both of them. Dillon's schedule had picked up and Tony had gotten flooded with work, so they hadn't had much alone time. The second they were alone together though, Tony wasted no time. He commanded Dillon to his place and vented his frustrations. Once he had unloaded and Dillon had swallowed and cleaned him up, they took a trip to South Street in Philly.

I purposely described my relationship with Frade as a partnership rather than a relationship. Daley's brow still furrowed as he listened to my story. I sensed a spark of anger in his eyes as he heard Ron and Gina betray me. He had the same look as when we were attacked in pudding. The flash of anger, the quiet act of revenge, that's Daley's style. The phone call broke the silence and Daley took the call and said, "Come on, let's go somewhere." “Where are we going?” I watched him get up to get dressed.

I let them talk, letting their noise fill every tired part of me—until Darling suddenly gasped. “Oh! Oh! Mummy, guess what!” Dal slapped his forehead. “You forgot. See? I told you.” “Forgot what?” I raised a brow. The two boys exchanged that conspiratorial twin look they always shared, then leaned closer to the camera. “ We went to a party yesterday! ” My smile froze. “A… party?” I asked slowly. “Yes!” Darling nodded, curls bouncing. “A big one! With gold lights and so many people wearing shiny clothes.” Dillion added, “And Uncle Adrian was wearing a suit like he was going to fight somebody.”

I rubbed my legs together in an effort to ease the discomfort. Only one person had made me feel this h**ny all my life. If I am feeling this way right now, it could only mean... In that instance, some dude with a party mask pulled me roughly to himself. By the time I freed myself from the h***y motherf****r's grip, Sonia was gone. "Let's go. Daddy is here to pick us up," Sonia panted from behind me. Daddy. That word sent my c**t vibrating. "I told him we would meet him by the train station," Sonia chuckled, dragging me through the entrance in a haste.

got tubs of Gatorade poured on them. When Ray, Jesse, Tom and Ava had found Dax, he was standing outside of the stadium with his arm around Lana’s shoulders. They were in a huddle with Hank, Coop, Billie, two other girls, and the nerdiest boy Ray had ever seen since he was in high school. Dax and the rest of the boys appeared to have showered and changed. Ray thought it best to let Dax finish talking to his friends. He had earned it. So, he walked his family back to Jesse’s vehicle and waited.

Now that the initial surprise part is done, the hockey players go off in search of booze, while Jae goes to play DJ and Ellie leaves to order the pizzas for dinner. It’s just Dallas , Ford and Dopinder left, and Ford feels the tension in the air so thick that his chest feels heavy. “Dopinder, you might want to make yourself scarce,” Dallas warns him, bee-lining for Ford. “What’s about to happen isn’t meant for your delicate eyes.” Dallas corners Ford against the wall and plays with the hem of his jersey. “Happy birthday,” Ford murmurs, biting his bottom lip nervously. “Don’t play with me, baby boy,” Dallas says lowly, his mouth pressed against Ford’s ear, making him shiver. “Does this mean w

Dailey said, hugging the towel tighter. "Do you live here now?" he asked. Dailey wasn't quite sure how to answer, or how Drake would want her to answer. "Well... I'm... uh... staying for a bit," she said. "Is that okay?" The boy nodded and pushed his hair from his eye. "I miss the other girl," he said. "But she wasn't as pretty as you." Dailey figured he was talking about Jess. 'Damn straight I'm prettier,' she thought, giving him a smile.