Rolli And Rita Novels & Stories

The party guests looked in between each other, whispering—clearly not all of them had been in on this little scheme. “That’s false!” Rita yelled quickly. “Luna Olivia asked me to show her my family’s showroom, and I took her there, that’s all! People heard that conversation!” “But nobody heard the conversation in the hallway,” I said smoothly. “The one where you said I was just a Moonshadow whore who got lucky? I recall you pushing your finger against my chest, which is plenty close enough for you to plant the vial on me.” Rita shook, pinned between my cool composure and Elroy’s icy fury. “N-no,” she said weakly, “I didn’t…”

“What the fuck is this?” Mikayla opened her mouth to speak, to reply, but nothing came out. Rita didn’t say a word. She wrapped the sheet around her and stood slowly, unapologetically. Jason’s eyes go sharp. “Who the hell are you, really? Her best friend or her lover all this years?” “I’m the one who made her come so hard she forgot you existed,” Rita replied, flat and venomous. Mikayla gasps. “Rita...”

Rita who was about entering her car, turned and face her. “What were you doing with Aldrich last night? And who is he to you?” Chelsea asked with seriousness and I gulped as Rita glanced back at me before looking at her. “I and Aldrich met at a hotel. Actually I offered him a drink and that's all. And about the question who is he to me, Aldrich is my ex boyfriend” Rita replied straightforwardly and before I could process it, Chelsea raised her hand and slapped her hard on the face. Rita held her cheeks in shock as she gawked at Chelsea.

Rita lifted her hips slightly, her hands gripping the top of the sofa for balance. He lifted his hips, and the thick, hard length of his cock slid deep inside her all at once. "OH MY GOD!" Rita screamed into the empty room. The feeling was massive, filling her up completely. She dropped her chest onto his, wrapping her arms around his neck, her face buried in his wet shoulder. "Mark... ah... ah... you're so big... oh god..." "You feel perfect, Rita," Mark gasped out, his hands gripping her buttocks hard, lifting her up and sliding her back down onto him in a heavy, crushing rhythm.

The only common thing between them was Gina. Rita bowed to the Alpha and the Luna and then hurried to where Apollo was standing. She stood in front of him. “How are you darling?” she asked with a soft smile, jutting her cleavage out. She took her hand to hold his, but Apollo glared at her so hard that she cringed and stopped. “Wh— why—?” Apollo didn’t hear another word. He left her standing in the middle of the room and strode to the bar. Alpha Jacob and Artemis followed him as Luna Mira sat down. Rita was in an awkward situation and so was her mother. Rita stared after Apollo, shock and embarrassment etched on her features.

“Come in my mouth, Elias. Give it to me.” He groaned—a deep, broken sound—and erupted. Hot spurts coated her tongue. She swallowed every drop, milking him until he shuddered and sagged against the wall. But Rita wasn’t done. She stood, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and straddled his lap. The booth was so narrow her knees pressed against the walls. She ground down against his still-hard cock, soaking her panties through the thin fabric of her skirt. “Your turn to repay me,” she whispered against his ear.

While it was a club for mobsters, every worker at the club either knew how to fight or was a mobster too except Amy. “Girl your moves are insane everyday. You’re gonna have to teach me how to booty clap, I’ll charge extra to have to do that on a D yunno.” Rita said sassily while attending to one of the mobsters. Rita is a known whore in the club but Amy liked her cause of her kind heart. She has always been nice to Amy. “I’ll charge you 50$ to teach you that, baby” Amy winked at her and they both laughed. The customer Rita was attending to suddenly grabbed her breast, squeezing it so hard making her to moan softly and Amy shook her head. When he was done he threw a bundle to her and walked a

"Humph!" Rita rolled her eyes and a deep scowl emerged on her face. Loreen smiled widely and walked closer to her. "I want you to repeat what you said before." She grinned at Rita with her eyes narrowed into a thin line and placed her hands behind her back. Rita fluttered her eyes in bewilderment and scrutinized her from head to toe. She slightly shook her head, and a smirk made its way to her lips. "What? You think I am-" She had just parted her lips to speak, but a hand suddenly grabbed her fiercely by the hair, and before she could anticipate what would happen next, her forehead was furiously banged on the steel counter, followed by crazy laughter.

She sighed and nodded, and I immediately got the sense that she was lying. "I was hired to do a job," Rita said, her voice hardening slightly. "I'm not proud of it, but I'm also not going to pretend I didn't know what I was doing. Russo paid well, and I delivered results." "So why are you here now?" I asked, finding my voice. "Why turn on him now?" Rita's professional mask slipped for just a moment, revealing fear in her eyes. "Because I am not interested in being collateral damage when he finally goes too far. I heard him talking about making certain people disappear.”

She rolled her tongue out. Oliver wrung his cock on Rita's eager tongue, making sure she took all of him, and released his penis with a tired groan. Rita's face was a work of art now, though not for too long as she started getting herself clean. She swallowed whatever cum that was on her tongue before she scooped Oliver's semen off her face and into her slutty mouth.