Smile-at-me Novels & Stories

“ Well, smile” She puts on a blinding, annoying smile but somehow, it makes me feel warm all over. “Cut the attitude” She keeps the fake smile on her face “ what attitude?”

“ETHAAAAAAAAN!” He smiles. A soft, tiny, beautifully smug smile. And I know. I KNOW. I’m doomed. Completely. Utterly. Hopelessly doomed.

I'm as happy as if I just won the lottery. I close my eyes and reminisce about that night, I see her face again when I took her wildly... Hmm... I suddenly feel very hot, I still see her pussy wrapped around my cock... I have a blissful smile on my lips.... I still hear her moans, then her cries of pleasure. Hmm... I think I did a professional job... - May I know what's making you smile like an idiot? I abruptly open my eyes and notice my boss staring at me like an idiot.

Pathetic. I feel the smile forming before I consciously decide to wear it. It spreads across my face slowly. "Is it okay if I call you Dad?"

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"I watched you again yesterday and you looked sad. You look too pretty to be sad, Hazel. I hate to see you sad. Smile for me next time, love. Your lips should always be stretched in a nice pretty smile" Who the hell was this?

I carefully removed the charms. Packed the remaining books. Gathered the last few belongings I cared about. Then I turned toward him. "Done." Atlas looked far too pleased by that answer. I narrowed my eyes. "Why are you smiling?" His grin widened. "Because now you're moving in." Heat immediately climbed into my cheeks. "Atlas." "What?" His innocence was entirely fake. "We're bonded." His smile became unbearably smug. "We are." "We're still students." "We are." I pointed at him.

Heart Eyes: Cute that you think you can lie to me. I smile at my phone, wishing that I could find her and kiss her smart-ass mouth.

I smile, without the sickly feeling of insecurity burning in my heart. I turn my attention to the screen, with Aaron on the centre now, his hands spread over the table. He looks straight at the camera, a thin smile forming briefly at the edge of his lips…right at me…like he could tell I'm here. Right now.