Zoey The Little Couple Novels & Stories

, Alex stated as he ruffled her hair. Zoey just pouted. Zoey brushed her teeth and had a lovely bubble bath, she finally felt like there was somewhere to belong without being judged, and it was in Alex’s arms. She had never been more happier than how she is around him. She grabbed the bubble foam in her hands as she blew them and chuckle to herself at the thought of her ‘future husband’. Zoey finally got off and wrapped herself in her bathrobe and looked for a dress to wear, something caught her attention.

The three circle popped out, devil, he was typing. R: What's up, Zoey? Okay, when in the hell had they started to talk to each other so casually, she breathed in, gazed up from her phone and when she noticed everyone was to busy to even pay her attention, she concentrated back on her phone. Z: Where are you? Are you with my baby? It was marked as seen immediately. R: We at a park, turns out she loves cotton candy. Weird, because Zoey hated that, the fluffiness of that candy made her stomach growled in disgust.

Zoey threw both hands toward the ceiling. “No. No, you’re adding extra letters! Why are you adding letters?” I dragged a hand over my forehead. “Can you both stop already?” “It’s not hard!” Zoey insisted, jabbing a thumb at her own chest. “ZOEY. Like… like a punch. Fast. No decoration.” Sophie squinted, fighting for her linguistic life. “Zo… Zo… Zoa…” Zoey gasped like she’d been stabbed. “Who is ZOA? Who?!”

Zoey decided to sit down, she was expressionless and some scars could be seen on her body, evidence of how dangerous she has become and within a short period of time. "You don't look so good, aren't they treating you well?" Susanna asked with a sly smile but Zoey never responded. She brought out her phone to show Zoey the trending news and lots of videos from Monalisa and Marcus wedding. "It's the most trending topic in New York" she said "Wasn't he supposed to get married to you?" Zoey asked, scanning through the pictures. Instead of replying, Susanna laughed like a maniac. Zoey waited till she was done laughing before returning her attention to the pictures as she continued scrolling.

Zoey, a petite blonde who looks much younger than her age says as she feigns a serious face. "I had an urgent issue to tend to... what's your beef?" Stacey rolls her eyes and Melissa chortles, She's a brunette and has got freckles on her face, the youngest of the trio. Though well above thirty, they act as though they are below twenty five. The three jointly owns a large spa in the heart of the city. "You're a freaking nympho Stace!. You just recently arrived and the next thing some cute guy is slamming into you... have some shame girlfriend!" Zoey groans as melissa holds back her laughter.

Its a really useful thing to have for mates. Zoey is everything and more I could ever ask for in a mate. She is beautiful, funny, charming without knowing it, kind, and radiants an energy off that just makes you want to bow to her feet and do everything in your power to please her......in more way then more. I've never looked at a females body the way I look at her during random times. Yesterday at training she was sweating and I caught myself licking my lips watching the swear run out from under her sports bra down her now toned stomach right to the top of her leggings. To say once I realized what was happening I completely shocked myself would be an understatment. I've never felt an urge t

***** Zoey was twenty-six years old and a chef who worked at a famous hotel in Chicago, She started living with the Sebastians and took over their last name when she was twelve years old. Clara lost her business and there was no way she would be able to raise her only child, she wanted to give Zoey the best life she could afford and she knew that the only way she would be able to give her daughter the life she desired was through her father. Alex got her pregnant while she was working as a cleaner at the company where he worked, but he rejected the pregnancy and stashed some money in her to get rid of the baby, Clara was so scared for her life and could not get rid of of the baby, hence she

Everyone said my wife, Zoey Harper, was an amazing wife and mom who'd do anything for me and our son, Leo. Leo's doctor warned us three times that he might not make it. Then he died. Zoey claimed she was overseas for work. She wasn't. She'd invited Peter Cole—the first love she'd never gotten over—and his family to our apartment for dinner. I came home carrying Leo's urn, ready to confront her. Instead, she tossed my luggage into the hall. "We have guests, and we're out of rooms. Go stay somewhere else for a few days."

“Now she knows.” That wild afternoon blurred into a long hot night. Ron wasn’t done with her. Once he recovered, he took her again, and again. In the pool. Against a tree. On the patio lounger while Hilton kissed her and whispered filth in her ear. But the moment that pushed Zoey over the edge, the thing that stayed in her mind the most, wasn’t the size of Ron’s cock or the orgasms that had left her breathless. “I want to see it again,” Zoey had whispered, breathlessly. Her fingers were still wet from her orgasm.

Zoey got there in spectacular fashion. “Yes, yes … oh God … fuck me pleeeeeease … do me … oh yeah, really do me …. I want to cum, please make me cum. I wanna cum now, please. Oh, oh … oh fuck … this is so good … Penelope, can you see his big cock going in and out of me?” “Yes, you little slut” replied Penelope “and I want some more, so don’t use him all up!” I fucked Zoey with renewed vigour. She started to scream even more obscenities and soon got totally lost in her orgasm. She seemed to have small ones first, then she really got going and just went limp in my arms. I fucked her until she begged me to stop.