Double Jill Dahlia Novels & Stories

well her. Over the last few minutes, Anna’s dancing has become aggressive...almost like she’s trying to f**k me vertically on the dance floor. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it. I run my hands admiringly over the curve of her breasts, down her flat stomach and stop them at the apex of her inner thighs. It’s so tempting to run a hand under her dress and taste her essence that I know is dripping from her.

Dahlia admitted to Daisy and even frowned her face upon the thought that Lucius was in the same group as her. Daisy sighed deeply and remained quiet for a little while as she was checking to see the encouraging words she was going to say to Dahlia. And after 15 seconds had passed, Daisy immediately said to Dahlia, "Don't think about that, Dahlia. Do you know what I want you to think about? I want you to think about the advantages you're going to get when you eventually win this contest".

The wildlife had come to life as night fell, glow bugs lighting up the water with soft light, and Judah wondered how he had never come across it before now. All other thoughts fled his brain, though, when he spotted Dahlia smiling at him. She had removed all of her clothes, standing before him dressed only in a blood-red lacy bra and barely-there whispy panties, her assets on full display. Judahś jaw dropped, and he lost all control of his sensibilities as he quickly pulled her in. Instead of going for a predictable kiss, he dipped his head, finding the sweet spot on her neck where he would mark her, and laved at it with his rough tongue, loving the taste of her.

now stood before us, a beacon of revelation. Sydney's eyes widened, a mix of astonishment and something deeper, something unnamable, flickering in their depths. It was a revelation that seemed to have unraveled the very core of her being, exposing a truth that had long been veiled in the recesses of her consciousness. The villa, bathed in the soft glow of twilight, seemed to hold its breath, as if cognizant of the gravity of this moment. The scent of jasmine hung in the air, mingling with the lingering taste of the exquisite meal. It was as if nature itself bore witness to this revelation, this unveiling of a name that held the key to so many unanswered questions. In the stillness that foll

I glance at Gianna. I need her back with the family. She already serves her purpose—luring her mother away from the crowd and into a trap. And with how much I dose Dahlia with sex-arousal pills, it’s still surprising why it’s not taking effect already.

She didn’t want to have anything to do with the staff Joyce hired, but she was so addicted to this juice that she couldn't have anything else. “What’s your name?” Dahlia asked as she stretched her hand to take the bottle from her. “Talia.” The woman responded with a smile. Dahlia nodded and took the bottle, then walked out to her car. Once she had sat in her car, she took a large gulp over and over till it was half full and then started the engine.

she said, pointing at the phone I was holding. Before I could open my mouth to say a thing, Dahlia walked to us, placing a tray of fruit in front of us, with two cups of orange juice with a smile. “Thank you so much, Dahlia. How do you know I feel so parched?” she asked. Dahlia smiled, shaking her head as if she thought Audrey was teasing her, but she answered anyway. “I asked Ms. Harp if she wanted any of these, then I decided to just do both, because it gives nutrients and vitamins.” she said.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to officially seal this union with the exchange of rings.” Seal this union. God. Could they make it sound any more like a hostage negotiation? Dahlia turned to me with this soft, glowing smile like she’d been rehearsing it since birth. Her hand was delicate, nails perfectly painted, a princess straight out of a lifestyle magazine. And then… The perfume hit me. It wasn’t a bad scent expensive, floral, a little powdery. But it slammed into me like a brick wall. Sweet, suffocating, heady.

I was dressed in a black suit jacket and pants, with a black shirt underneath, a few buttons left open at the top. Dahlia looked breath-taking in a backless nude sequin dress that had sheer panels along her midriff and thighs. Emphasizing her sexy booty and voluptuous breasts that I couldn't get out of my mind. I wanted to see them without a bra or anything in my way. Her hair was twisted up into an elegant updo with a few strands of hair framing her gorgeous face. Her make up was smoky with a red matte lip. A pair of large glittery earrings hung in her ears and she wore a delicate necklace that fell between her breasts.

Jekyll is wanting to come out but I won’t let him he will hurt her if he does. I pat her arm three times and she instantly releases me as she pants hard and I gasp for breath. I lie against her stomach; her legs either side of me as she chuckles, and I can’t believe that she made me submit. Dylan helps me to stand as Dahlia laughs loudly, like she has just won a prize. Which, to be honest, she has. She still has the fight in her. Rai moves to Dahlia with a smile on her face already healed and helps her up before she pats her on her shoulder, nodding her head in a silent acknowledgment of her victory.