Smoker X Novels & Stories

“Good girl, Bunny.“ With her mouth still open, I puffed my vape and blew into her. Smoke dwindles around us. I do it to her again and again. Her lips touch mine, but I shove and use my tongue to transfer smoke to her. “Jace—“ Before she could even speak, I smoke shotgunned her again; her eyes started to roll in suffocation. She chokes and pants from the smoke. I had a puff and blew again. I could do this every day. It’s like two-timing my two addictions. Smoking and fucking Ingrid Bishop. I relentlessly do it to her again and again every time she tries to speak. And once I broke it off, she fell to the ground. Insatiable. I am insatiable. “I only heard of smoke shotgunning in the Gang,“ Jaxo

♤Unknown♤ Turning the knob, I walked into the study where Nox was waiting for me. The thick scent of cigarette smoke hit me, and I wrinkled my nose. "How many times do I have to tell you not to fucking smoke in my house?" I snapped, shutting the door behind me. He just bared his teeth, plucked the cigarette from his lips, and crushed it into the ashtray. I walked over and sat down across from him. He crossed his legs and leaned back in his seat, moving with an ease that didn’t match his bulk.

She said indifferently, "Let's separate after Easter." Xavier's actions slowed. He rubbed his hair a few more times before throwing his towel onto the couch. He never smoked indoors, but he broke that rule this time and grabbed a cigarette from the packet on the table. He placed it between his lips and held a lighter to it, but didn't light it. He was barely able to suppress his anger as he asked, "Because of Brody?"

Maybe because I angered him that much, he didn't want to hurt me so he pushed his vengeance on Dome instead. "I'm really sorry..." The guilt slowly lurking in now. "I know, ma'am. It's okay. I shouldn't have given you a cigarette. Mr Xavier really cared about your health so maybe he was just surprised that you smoked today," Dome replied to soothe me. It seemed like he was not holding any grudge at all against me. "Ricky smoked too..." I remarked. Maybe I was just trying to justify why it was not okay for me to smoke when he could. But Dome just responded with a faint smile through the rearview mirror.

Tristan poured the wine and Daniel lit the cigarette up to his lips and sucked the smoke gently with a long steady intake to his lungs, holding the smoke there for a second then he inhaled normally, through his mouth, drawing air into the lungs. "And this helps to reduce mouth cancer..dude! You won't leave this your brilliant habit right.. Ahh....who loves cigars over girls? You need some stress reliever in chick pussies....don't you think a full meal is better over some smoky stick?" Tristan said, wiggling his eyebrows. Noah shook his head. They know Tristan's all punch lines and dirty jokes. Daniel only smokes whenever he was angry or stressed.

Damien stood there, puffing smoke out of his mouth as he groan in annoyance. “So you smoke?”. She asked immediately when she got there. He took a long drag on his cigarette before turning to face her. "Yeah, I do," he said, his voice deep and raspy. "I know it's bad for me, but it's one of the few things that helps me relax." He blew out a stream of smoke, the tendrils drifting away in the breeze. "I've never seen you smoke before," she said, sounding a bit surprised. "How long have you been doing it?"

“It’s obvious that we’re not doing as well as you are. All of us went to prison together back then, but your career is currently skyrocketing like a space shuttle.” He took out one and handed it to Hector. Hector did not take the cigarette from him. “I’ve quit smoking.” The man inserted the cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter, lit it, and took a puff. “Even Maverick can’t satisfy you now?” “I’ve quit smoking, for real. It’s not that I don’t like it.” Hector lowered his gaze, smiled, lowered his head, and took a glimpse at his watch. “It’s getting late already. Thank you for sending me back.”

' As far as I know, he is a person who maintains health and really loves his life, it turns out he smokes too. "I'm waiting for you here. Why didn't you call me? I told you earlier, when you're done, call me. So I'll pick you up right away. Are you okay?" he asked, looking into my eyes as if to find out what had happened. He highlighted the cold mineral water that was on the table. "I'm fine, sir. You smoke? Since when?" I asked in surprise. There were six cigarettes in there, or maybe he met a friend who smoked. Ah, he hates people smoking near him the most, he says it's the same as passive smoking. Pak Maman or the security guard are strictly prohibited from smoking in the the house area.

he replied, still smoking. She did as told and faced the table, she couldn't wait to feel him inside her, she was palpitating within. Xander got rid of the smoke and stood up, he took off his towel and slapped her ass. "Ooh" she moaned and bit her lips, she wiggled her ass as she waited for him to enter and he did what she wanted. He stroked his long d*ck that was still hard and intersected it into her asshòle.

“ Smoke outside you b*stard” Giselle hissed at Xander while covering her nose. Xande just stared at Giselle coldly before he put down his cigarettes in the ashtray. After the smoke and smell from cigarettes is gone. Giselle quickly throws the handkerchief in Xander’s face. “ I hate the smell of cigarettes because I’m pregnant. It looks like your child doesn’t want a smoker.” Giselle said before she put her left feet in the vacant share.