Blissful Blinks Novels & Stories

I’m wholly tempted to say that bliss personified is Jameson doing wickedly wonderful things to my body. Like… Kneading my breasts and tonguing my nipples, while his cock is pumping into me and there’s this insanely vibrant buzzing against my clit, so that my body is thrashing and my spine is bowing and my hips are raising. And I’m begging for more. So much more. Naturally, he’s not the least bit hesitant to give it to me. But I reach a point where I sort of comprehend there’s a more that’s clawing at me and a bliss personified that I haven’t yet achieved.

(Annabel POV) My consciousness reunites with my body as a familiar touch is felt across my cheek. I slightly shudder, and my heart rate increases. Slowly, my eyelids lift from my eyes, revealing the luminous, morning light that pours through the windows. I'm blinded momentarily, and I blink a few times to adjust myself to the light. I turn myself so I lie on my back; my eyes look up, noticing the most delicious sight. "Good morning, beautiful," the love of my life voices, his words laced with pure sex. A smile lines his lips. My heart immediately flutters.

I can hear my heart beating so loud and fast. I took a deep breath before opening my eyes again hoping that something just glitched… [slowly open eyes] “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” What is happening to me?!! What the f*ck is this?? I can’t be--- no--- no--- this is not true!! I blinked my eyes multiple times and brush it hard but it’s still the same!! Am I dreaming?? Okay… “OUCH!! F*CK!!” that slap freaking hurts!!

I muttered. Karl followed my gaze. “If you don’t stop this slow-burn eye contact thing, I’m going to scream.” “Shut up and write.” “I am writing,” she said defensively. “And observing too.” “Stop observing me.” “Can’t. You’re entertaining.” She winked at me and returned to her word. I shot her an exasperated look and went back to my sketchbook. “Time up!” The word landed too soon. Groans echoed around the room with people making their way back into the lecture room. I exhaled slowly, staring down at my page. It wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t even complete. But it was… something.

Big hazel eyes seemed to look down on Bliss as if she were nothing but a dietary supplement. Bliss nodded coldly at the other woman and walked into the house through the french doors. She glanced back once in time to see the woman wrap her arms around Chal's neck. She hurried up the stairs and slipped into the door of her room. With a growl of thwarted need and frustration, she kicked the corner of the wrought iron frame that surrounded the big mirror by the closet door. The mirror over her dressing table revealed the tragic state of her reflection.

I carefully drop Blaze on the swing bench and she jolts reflexly when the swing moves. "Hey" I smile at her and she gives me a fake smile in return fiddling with her fingers. I have studied Blaze so well, that I can tell her real smile from a forced out one. "You don't have to talk if you don't want to" I find myself saying as I drop down on the space beside her. Bliss laughs dryly. "Your brain is probably cooking up the worst scene it can find from Raleigh's sob story and you are telling me not to talk if I don't wanna?"

Justin let out a low chuckle as he spanked my ass once again while I trembled against him. “Pick a blindfold, stunning.” Justin murmured after a few seconds, pointing at the two blindfolds which were citrently being held up by Blaze. One was black and the other was white, I personally liked the white one, it was one of my favorites because aside it being decorated with real diamonds, it gave me this illusion that I was innocent, when indeed, I wasn’t. “The white one.” I watched and gulped as Blaze moved towards me, “I’ll miss staring into these gorgeous eyes.” Blaze murmured right before the blindfold covered my eyes, cascading me in complete darkness which I eagerly welcomed.

The thought of her adoring my beauty made me even more thrilled for the experience ahead. Bliss sat beside me, her big eyes wide with anticipation, as I carefully selected the perfect shades of eyeshadow and blush. Her admiration was palpable, and it filled me with a sense of pride. I knew that in her eyes, I was the epitome of grace and elegance, and that realization made me feel like a queen. As I began applying the makeup, Bliss watched my every move with rapt attention. Her gaze followed my hand as I expertly blended colors and added subtle touches to enhance my features. With every brushstroke, I could see her admiration growing, her smile widening, and it fueled my own confidence.

Jax I blink my eyes open as a wave of pleasure courses through me, pulling me out of my half-asleep haze. The first thing I see is Quinn- her hazel eyes peering down at me from above, the mischievous glint in them telling me that I’m in for some of her delicious brand of trouble. Her long dark hair is swept to one side, cascading down like a curtain, the ends tickling my chest as she reaches out to press a finger to my lips.

Not blinking. Not saying a word.