Billie Eilish Nsfw Novels & Stories

“So fucking greedy. Begging to be fucked like a desperate little whore. Does your precious girlfriend know you’re this pathetic? Does she know you beg for pussy like you’re dying for it?” My chest locked up. I couldn’t breathe. Elias moaned, hips jerking forward into her grip. “No… fuck, she doesn’t know anything. She’s so fucking fat, everything jiggles when she moves. I can’t even look at her naked without wanting to vomit. Her thighs, her stomach… God, it’s disgusting. There is no way I could get myself to want her even if—” I slammed pause so hard the screen cracked under my thumb.

“ What a bitch.” She slid back to reply to Antonio. “ Seriously? This deserves to be wrapped.” ~ Wrap it however you desire, love~ “ This will definitely ruin him beyond comprehension.” She mumbled to herself, sliding back at the video that looked like a rape tape. The woman's face wasn't so visible, the video has no sound, but the level of aggression in the sex, how rough he was handling her seems so much like rape. Eloise smirked and texted Antonio again. “ How about you wrap it for me, I always trust your designs and ways of wrapping gifts, but blur the face of the other receiver.”

I just had an orgasm and I'm already wet for him? "Tell me the first edible item that's coming in your mind." "Nutella?" I replied, unsurely. He chuckled. "That's not bad." And with that he disappeared out of room. I scratched my head in confusion and before I could come to any conclusion, he came back with a jar of Nutella in his hand. Don't tell me...Woah, fuck. He emptied the jar over my naked chest. Pining both of my hands above my hand, he hovered over me, admiring how my chest moved up and down with my abnormal breathing.

She reached under me and rubbed my clit roughly. Another orgasm ripped through me so hard my arms gave out. I collapsed into the mattress while she fucked me through the last pulses. Afterward we lay tangled in the sheets, sweaty and spent. Elise’s fingers traced slow circles on my back. “He’s going to keep watching us,” she said quietly. “I know.” “If another photo surfaces, it won’t just be the team. Sponsors. The national federation. Everything you’ve built.” I turned my head on the pillow and looked at her. “I’m not ready to stop.”

He noticed her swollen eyes and the paleness of her face even more clearly. She did not simply look frightened. She looked utterly exhausted by life. Damian silently pulled out his thick wallet. He took out several bills. He did not speak right away. Slowly, he slipped the money into the pocket of the young woman's blouse. "This is your tip." His words were brief and cold. There was not even the slightest change in his expression or emotion in his voice. He briefly glanced at the two women beside him before turning his attention back to the waitress. "That's a shame."

Ella replied, taking his hand. “Yes, Mike will get to your personal assistant on that,” Nathan responded. “Okay, so I need to get back to my day,” Ella said, standing up. “Sure, thanks for dropping by,” Nathan said. “Youre welcome,” Ella replied as they walked to the door, before she added, “I’d just like to say, can you please keep this strictly between us for now?” “Sure, I can; that’s not a problem,” Nathan replied with a smile. “Okay, see you,” Ella replied, tapping Nathan’s hand. “Get back to work; you don’t have to excort me to the elevator.”

This damn strange sensations I get when I am in his presence is going to drive me insane. “ I will bend you over and spank you until you listen to me and be a good little one,” he whispered in my ear with a deep low husky voice. My bottom lip quivered out of fear because I don’t know if he actually meant it or was just trying to scare me into staying with him. I stayed quiet, not wanting to test that theory.

“Elias—” “What’s your problem?” My eyes widened, and I gazed into his body. “W-Why are you topless?” Elias let out a sly smirk. “Why? Is this your first time seeing a man half-naked?” I pressed my lips and looked away. Damn, those fucking biceps. “Of course not.” “Hmm, I bet you saw Noah West naked?” I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth as I glared at him. “Don’t ever mention that demonic name.”

All my assistants knew not to call me after seven unless it was serious. I picked up. “Yes, Mark?” “Sir,” he said. “I think you should see this. I’ve sent an image to your phone.” I opened the chat. Downloaded the file. It was a promo ad from Blue Escape Aquarium. Elisha. With Robert. She was holding Bubblegum in her arms, her face turned toward him, eyes soft, lips parted in a small smile. He was touching the dog’s paw. Their heads were close. The lighting, the angle—everything about the photo screamed intimacy.

"You really need to bring me up to speed here, girl. You sent nudes of yourself to your boss? What nudes? Like photos? Tits, pussy, the whole package?" I nod. "That. And a video." "Are you kidding me?" Betty says with a wince, shaking her head in disbelief. "A video? With… with you on it?" I laugh bitterly. "Yeah. And let's just say it wasn't exactly PG-13." "Meaning…?" "Well… I scream on it." Betty covers her mouth with her hands. "Oh, my God, Mindy… Please tell me you're joking." I let out a dramatic sigh and run my fingers through my hair. "I wish I was, Bets. But unfortunately, this is not a shitty movie plot. It's real life."