Envy Pillow Novels & Stories

It would definitely be easier that way. But silly little Eve does not do easy. She likes it rough, raw, and way too fucking difficult. Something about the latter that turns her on. The mess that only continues to unravel in her lap has her gasping for air and begging for more as if there's a tattoo across her forehead that reads give it to me and give it to me good, sir. "I fucking hate my life," I fall back onto the ship-sized bed, meant for two, maybe three or even four, but only occupied by one.

The pillows smelled faintly of lavender and something else—something expensive and foreign. “Hey,” he said, lowering himself beside me, careful not to jostle the mattress. “I was going to give this to you at dinner, but…” He reached into his coat and pulled out a long, flat box wrapped in black velvet ribbon. “Maybe it’ll cheer you up.”

I strip down to my boxers and crawl up the bed beside her. I replaced the pillow with my chest, and she snuggled right in. Something close to happiness filled me. I can honestly say Bella is the best million dollars I have ever spent. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on top of her head. She is definitely getting some girly shampoo! I close my eyes, enjoying her closeness.

ANIKA'S POV:- I lazily stretched my muscles and snuggled closer to the hard pillow I was hugging. I inhaled the sweet scent that was on that pillow. The scent was so delicious that it started tickling the insides of my stomach. It was really unusual as not even the aroma of my favorite food ever tickled the insides of my stomach. The pillow was hard but the fabric was so soft. I rubbed the tip of my nose with the pillow. Then I rubbed my right cheek with the pillow. It was so warm and smelled so good. I just could not help but snuggle even closer to the pillow and rub my cheek on it.

Ooh, one of those zero-gravity beds would be cool. The spare bed at Parker’s place was pretty good and Talia was pretty sure she was the only one to have ever slept on it, but this one had a zero-gravity setting. That would be amazing to sleep on. It came with not only a mattress protector and heating pad but not one but two bamboo pillows. It was an absolute bargain.

Anna assured me while squeezing my hand in support and I smiled at her. My eyes wandered back to Miracle and our eyes met for a second before she looked away with a frown. Either she thinks I'm creepy or she can feel something that she couldn't explain. The party continued and everyone gave their gifts to her, including me. My gift was not anything expensive but the latest invention of my company. A hi-tech pillow that will automatically adjust according to the user's body position. It also has a cooling and warm function, according to the room's temperature. Plus, it has a massage function that can help the user relax or get rid of a headache. Miracle had her brain open recently and I figur

I opened the basket. Inside was... A jar of pickles. A cheese plate. A fluffy, soft blanket. And curled around the whole thing… a narrow, body-length pillow. I stared at it all for a good thirty seconds. Pickles? Cheese? A pregnancy pillow? What... was this? A laugh bubbled up inside me—half bewildered, half hysterical. Was this a joke?

Aria pov I wrapped my towel snugly around my chest, the fabric comforting against my skin as I tossed the feathery pillow towards the far end of my mattress. I squatted to retrieve the other throw pillow, which had tumbled to the floor during my restless sleep. My gaze was directed upwards, not needing to focus on the ground beneath me. As I traced my fingers over the soft material of the pillow, I brushed against something unexpected—something light but oddly textured. Curiosity piqued, I lifted it, my heart pounding as realization hit me like a bolt of lightning: it was a woman’s underwear, carelessly discarded on my pristine bed. The sheer audacity of it sent a wash of outrage coursing th

“Rav, you're going to want to see this. I didn't take my eyes off my laptop. — Did your wife have one of those pregnancy pillows? It says they help with sleep. He looked over my shoulder at the screen. — Don't buy this one. Buy one that hugs your entire body. Fits on both sides. — Oh. — I clicked on what he recommended. Reviews called it the Ferrari of body pillows. Great. I added it to the shopping cart, then looked up. — What do I need to see? He held out a flash drive. — It's the camera we placed outside the club's VIP emergency exit. With my stomach in knots, I took out the small drive and inserted it into my laptop. When it was mounted, I double-clicked the video file and it started pla

I never knew my pillow could be this warm and comfy. Hm, it is even cuddling with me. My prayer has been answered. I snuggle even closer to the warm pillow until my leg touches what it is not supposed to touch and my hands feel hard abs. Pillows don't have abs, I say in my head before my eyes flow open and the comfy, warm pillow is actually not a pillow but Blake. Okay, Breathe Aria Breathe Nothing happened right?