Riggy X Rosey Novels & Stories

She inserted the CD, and they sprawled on the couch; Rosie watched the episodes while Gregory played absently with her hair. "What are you thinking?" She asked, reducing the volume of the program she was watching. She sat up and snuggled onto Gregory, who wrapped himself around her from behind. His teeth caught her earlobe and he whispered, "I want to lick melted chocolate off your body." "Yes, please, I want that too." She teased him, "But, wouldn’t that hurt?" "Not if I do it right." He replied. She turned to face him, and he pulled her over to straddle him. Then he hugged her. Rosie felt an undisputable peace as they both sank into it.

He straddled on top of me, holding me down with his weight. I couldn’t breathe, my head twisting to the side as his fingers pinched my chin, pulling me back to stare at his red crazy eyes. “You even smell like her.” My eyes shut close, tears spilling even with the years of experience. “Once upon a time she would tremble just like you do now.” The words always left me trembling even harder. His hand snaked under the flimsy bra he had gave Roselyn to make me wear for that day. “So sexy.”

Rosie thinks the girl is a total fake; her smile makes Rosie roll her eyes. "Rosie this is Rhea, my friend and Rhea this is Rosie, my umm cousin haha." Ryan introduces them to eachother. Rosie wants to roll her eyes but she doesn’t, she just nods along and looks away at the tv. She already doesn’t like him with her; they come and sit on the large double sofa next to the single one Rosie is sitting on. Ryan passes her one of the pizza boxes and keeps one for them. He goes to Netflix and plays a horror movie. Rosie secretly rolls her eyes knowing too well, why he did that. She angrily starts stuffing her mouth with pizza. Rhea cuddles with him, from Rosie’s side it seems like she's sitting on

“But you better be ready, Rosy. Once I start, there’s no going back.” Her smile widened, almost feral. “That’s exactly what I want.” “Once you start? What’s wrong with starting now?” Rosy asked, her voice low, teasing, daring me. “You insane? In the class?” I frowned, glancing at her like she’d lost her mind. She rolled her eyes, flicking her blonde hair back with that smug little smile. “Are you dumb or just trying to be dumb, Xavier? Can’t you see what’s going on? Check back.”

Tyler pauses for a minute in the middle of the stairs, arms akimbo as he starts shaking his head and I yell at him. "What?" I yell. "I see trouble," he yells back and we all stare at Roxy who is busy pretending that she is not even standing there. Tyler gets to our spot and hugs us ladies warmly, for Jim, he just nods his head and so does Jim. Boys are weird. ***

“By the way, Lilly… this gentleman beside me is the love of your daughter’s life, Saxe Hendrix Mondragon.” A little smile draws on my lips when Rosy introduces me. “What do you think of him? Don’t you know that he made it all possible for me to find you…” Rosy’s tears never stop falling. “I’m sorry. . . I love you so much, Lilly...I love you so much,” she said in an almost whisper and then wiped her tears. “Hendrix…” Rosy looked at me sadly. “Do you have a can of beer?” I blinked, confused at what she was asking. I glanced at King, and he nodded.

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

“Spill” Rosie tries to keep a straight face at me. It's not working though. I wiggle my eyebrows at her to insinuate, something is going on. If anyone was to provide security for her I would like to think it would have been Gregory, and that would be because Rosie is family to me. Isaiah shouldn't be the one doing that except there's something underlying here. Which there is.

My jaw tightened as I glanced at Rosy, her lips still swollen, her eyes still glazed with pleasure. The sight of her, unkempt and unbothered only made me more irritated at the interruption. “Do they know we’re here… together?” I asked, low. Rosy just rolled her eyes, pulling up her shorts without bothering to fasten the button. “And if they do?” she said with a dry smirk. “Let them.” I looked at her, really looked at her and for a brief second, I wondered what game she was playing, or if she even cared about the stakes anymore.

That was all the assurance I needed. "Let's go, Rosy. Let me whip your ass." She smiled deviously. "Not a chance, baby girl." I followed Rosy back to her room and we both got changed for the challenge ahead. For the first time in a long time, I found myself actually feeling excitement. For what this was worth, at least I was happy and my bond with my bestie was being re-established. "You know Rosy, don't come crying to me later when I win."