Novelas y relatos de Tails X Amy

Balls deep - quite literally - inside her. “A-Amy? What are you doing here?” Tyler asked awkwardly. “What am I doing here? In my own fucking flat?” “I didn’t- I didn’t know you would be coming home early today.” “No fucking shit Sherlock!” I screamed. Tyler scrambled to his feet quickly, pushing Charissa off him and onto the bed, while simultaneously covering himself with the blue throw blanket. “I-I’m sorry, Amy, I-I don’t know what came over me”, he stuttered, closing the distance between us.

Oh boy, Tristan knows how to make a girl blush because seriously, I'm a human tomato right now. "Stop it." I whispered to his ears and Tristan laughed. I looked at the two people in front of us and Alicia is staring at me like I've taken away something valuable from her and Cyrus? Let's just say that he probably woke up with his panties on a twist. He started giving me a murderous look and I had to excuse myself to breathe and stay away from Cyrus because he's actually the one taking my breath away. "If you'll excuse me, I need to use the powder room." I said softly and stood up from my seat, Tristan doing the same, he's helping me with my gown.

she corrected gently, “but tonight’s not about rules, it’s about breathing.” Her tone was casual, like she was talking about burnt toast or spilled coffee. But that was Mia…..never dramatic, never pushy, just there. I sighed and leaned against the counter. “How did you even know? I—” She shrugged, cutting me off. “You weren’t at work for sixteen days, Amy. And everyone at the restaurant’s been talking. I didn’t wanna be part of that pity circle, so I came here instead.” “Oh.” “Yeah.” She started looking around the kitchen like she hadn’t been there a hundred times before. “You cleaned. That’s new.”