Timmy X Vicky Novels & Stories

In fact he's been avoiding me since the party. "Since you're friends of Vicky, hour food is on me. Order whatever you want." Vicky's friends are just as annoying as some of the guys in the dorms. I let them go order, as I try to talk to him. He doesn't raise his head up to look me in the eye. "Coward." He doesn't say anything. I finish my food as his friends come back to the table. They're smiling and giggling and I wonder what could be funny. Timothy has been staring at me for a while now, but I'd rather be eaten by a horse than tell people I know him.

"You didn't go limp because of me, Vick. You went limp because your head is completely fucked up. You think I haven't heard the whispers? The entire campus is talking about how the elite military guard dragged you across the quadrangle today. They said you got dogwalked by that new Omega lecturer. What's her name? Professor Samirah?" The moment the name left my lips, Vickerry’s entire body visibly stiffened. "Keep her name out of your mouth," he whispered, a thread of genuine, terrifying menace running through his voice. "Oh, bloody hell," I gasped. I took a step back, my eyes widening as the puzzle pieces fell perfectly into place. "It is her. You were screaming her name when you shoved me

"I know. I miss you too." "I'll see you tomorrow at noon," Timothy said. He turned to Victoria and described, "That went rather well." "Of course, she believes you. She is so naive and in love with you. She will never doubt you. I tell her how lucky she is to have you all the time," Victoria suggested. "Now, let's get your checkbook." The two had breakfast at the apartment before heading to the house Timothy shared with Charlotte. Victoria and Timothy had sex in three different spots.

I couldn’t get Emily out of my head. The door creaked open, and there she was—Vicky, all curves and confidence, her hips swaying. She locked eyes with me, a smirk playing on her lips as she kicked the door shut behind her, hips rolling like she already knew she was getting fucked tonight. Vicky’s been working with me for nine years now. She came on board about a year after I opened R.M Club, and honestly, she’s been one of the main reasons the place makes real money.

Ryan Sikandar POV I got up in the morning by a call from my friend "Vicky". Vicky " get up bro its already 1pm. We have a party tonight have you forgot about that?" Ryan "Yeah! Just now! Slept late last night" Vicky "Slept late in the night or in the morning?" He was laughing Ryan "You know me. " Vicky "So finally you succeeded bringing her there!" Ryan "No it wasn't her. Its a girl from the party. Remember? The one in blue dress?"

His eyes scanned through the garden, Rosa gave him a thumbs up. “H-hi,” he began. “I’m Timmy. And this is my sister, Tiffany.” Tiffany beamed beside him, waving at us. “We practiced this, like, a lot.” Laughter spread through the crowd. Timmy continued, “We want to say happy wedding to our mommy and daddy. We want you to be happy together.” Tiffany nodded. “Forever, even when me and Timmy grow up tall just like daddy..” another round of laughter. Warmth speared over my chest my melted butter. Andera was sniffing, smiling through happy tears.

I gently coaxed, "Let's go have some drinks together with Ben?" She was silent. "Sarah..." "I'm speaking the truth. He hates me. He hates everyone." "Okay," Came a calm voice. I knew she would drop it. "That's great." Relief washed over me. "But you forgot something, Vicky," She abruptly made eye contact with me, a weird determination present in her orbs. I had a sudden premonition. "Enemies to lovers is my favourite trope." "Hey, Damien! Vicky wants to dance with you!" She said it so loud that everyone heard her and focused their attention on me.

as Rocco pulled away he rolled over the top of her and out of the spacious bed. “That’s enough playing for one day Vicki we have a lot of work to do in the next couple weeks so lets hit the road,” he chuckled before diving into his closet while Vic sat up in his bed almost dazed. “My clothes are in Max’s room,” she mumbled mostly to herself and almost as if saying his name summoned him a soft knock at the door followed by it opening slightly reviled Max’s smiling face. “Good morning Vic, I hope you don’t mind I took the liberty of rifling through your bag and grabbed a few things, Rowan is still asleep and he’s not exactly in the mood for your company, sorry toots,” Max apologized with a sl

Alex asked, noticing Vicky's distraught expression. Vicky hesitated, unsure if he should share the incidenct. But something about Alex's kind eyes made him open up. "It's just...this girl, she's been flirting with me, and I don't know how to make her stop,' Vicky said, feeling a mix of relief and embarrassment. Alex listened attentively, offering words of encouragement and support. "You didn't do anything wrong, Vicky. You have the right to say no. We'll figure this out together. Don't you worry, man."

I thrust into her harder and harder until I can't hold back any longer. I pull out of her. My body convulses as I come all over her. She reaches down, stroking my length until I am spent. I fall back onto the bar, pulling her into my lap. She lifts her head to look at me. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips are swollen. I run my hands along her waist. "You are amazing, Vicky." Vicky smiles shyly. She kisses my neck, and I can feel my heart skip a beat. "You are not so bad yourself, Kent."