Billie Eilish Sexy Novels & Stories

Every single time, he shut it down before I even had to speak. Bellamy lifted a hand to her mouth, speaking with a sweet but jealous edge. "Rossella not only has a hot figure, but that face of hers is something else, too. No wonder she's got half the room losing focus." The moment Enzo heard that, his expression shifted. He shot me a sharp look. "I had someone bring a change of clothes for you. Go and switch into them." I rolled my eyes at him. "Stay out of my business." He looked ready to snap back, but a business contact came over at just the right moment, pulling him into conversation. I took the chance and slipped away.

This is it. I was about have sex on my kitchen island with a man I met a few days ago. Nothing crazy about that of course. I tried not to think about it too much, so I mainly focused on my body and how much on fire it was. Tristan was a great kisser, that's for sure. The way he gripped the back of my neck with one hand and my waist with the other drove me crazy. The way he moved his lips in a rhythmic manner on mine pushed my feelings to a certain ecstatic high that was enough to drive me insane.

The echoes of their unspoken passion lingered in the air, a constant reminder of the powerful connection that threatened to consume them both. But Hailee's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as the memory of their shared desire flooded her thoughts. The subtle touch of their lips, the magnetic pull of their bodies, and the unspoken promises of passion lingered in her mind, evoking a mixture of embarrassment and longing. Her heartbeat quickened, and a soft smile played upon her lips as she recalled the intensity of their connection. The sexual tension between her and Sebastian was undeniable, an electric current that crackled with untapped desire. It was a secret flame that danced within her, a s

I kept silent when she walked up to me and cornered me against the cold metal wall of the elevator, inside I'm melting from the fire that consumes me, but outside I try to hold her gaze. —You're not coming back here. —Of course I am. Just because we had sex doesn't give you any privileges with me. —Don't challenge me Mey, or else.... —Or else what?

BLURB "Get rid of it." Six years later, those three words still echo in Valentina's chest every time she looks at her daughter's face. Mateo Castillo never wanted a child with the wife he never chose. So she buried the truth, built an empire in secret, and learned to survive on nothing but her own strength. Then he walks in carrying another woman's blood on his shirt, and asks Valentina to fix what he broke. "Who were you talking to?" he demands, eyes narrowed on the laptop she just slammed shut. "Nobody," she lies, hiding five years of secrets in one word. She wants out. He wants thirty days to make his affair look respectable first. She agrees, because she has nothing left to fight f

The half-lit passionate blaze that he hesitated to kindle earlier now burned into uncontrollable lust. "Oh, honey. I'm irresistible," Elis said sultrily when they pulled away. She slowly began to unbutton his dress shirt then suddenly held his necktie, tugging it forward like she was gripping a dog's leash. She wanted him to follow her somewhere else they could do it properly.

Because it was then, when our lips were mere inches from each other, when his skin was in contact with mine, and when his captivating blue eyes kept holding mine in a stare, that the realization became more profound … it’s Cillian I long for. I don’t know where this new found sexual boldness is coming from. Do all 18 year-olds become this intrepid about expressing and exploring their sensuality? My body responds to Cillian’s in ways I never thought it would. But it was very hard to castoff Andrei’s touches. Gisella mentioned something about my wolf being in heat, hence the intense response of my body to sexual exploration.

"Ellie, you know the other night you sounded so very very sexy over the phone and what I'm looking for is the face to go with that sound. So, my love, I want you to think about what turns you on." Ellie blushed, this was just what she was expecting, he always wanted her to think about sex! Ellie dragged her bottom lip between her teeth, she had hardly thought about anything else than the other night. He had asked her to slip her fingers between her legs. "Tell me how you feel baby, are you wet for me?" Ellie's breath dragged; she forgot the camera. The only thing she could think about was what he said to her over the phone. He was firm and determined that she should do what he asked, and the

He won't forget a single jab. I leaned back in my chair and cut straight to the point. “You need to tell us who you had sex with last night. Point him out.” Billie turned slowly, her gaze moving across the three of us. Without hesitation, she lifted her finger and pointed directly at me. I couldn’t help the slow smirk that formed on my lips. I’d been there, watching every second. I was very impressed by how eagerly she’d taken a cock down her throat for someone who still didn’t know how to kiss properly. She was learning fast.

Her eyes probe him like a cat's. Goddess, he is so sexy this night. And did he just bite down on his lower lip? She swallows, like she has just been offered what she loves most in her life. She notices that her breasts are pressing against his chest, just a single layer of fabric in between like a stop sign. Wickedly, and loving the state of her position, Ellie presses towards him, her nipples beginning to heat up and harden. It's not the only thing that gets stiff anyway. Ellie notices his cock also stiff underneath her and her breathing intensifies like someone just turned up the volume of a radio blaring static noise.