Goddess Amelia Facesitting Novels & Stories

At this point, the effect of Amelia's aphrodisiac has completely subsided, and all that remained in the body's weakness and the sound of wheezing. Alex got up and went to the bathroom to change the water in the bathtub. After adjusting the water temperature to a suitable temperature, he picked up the collapsed Amelia from the bed and put it into the bathtub again. Then he stepped into the bathtub together. Amelia blushed when she found they are face to face to each other, her whole body was covered with a layer of seductive pink again. "You! Can't you wait until I'm done?" Amelia said nervously. Alex chuckled, "Why? What are you afraid of?"

''Let us know , if something urgent comes up. ''Yes ,sir,' paulina replied ''I would like to use the bathroom , before i go out,' Amelia requested . "Okay , that will do , James said . I would meet you at the car . Grabbing her purse , she hurried into the ladies' room room luckily it was empty .She groaned at the image look back at her , flushed cheeks ,puffy red eyes and a smudged mascara.

ATLAS I awake to the gentle rays of morning sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, my gaze fell upon the peaceful figure of Amelia, still lost in dreams. She lay there, her tousled hair cascading across the pillow, her delicate face flush as my lips curled up into a smile. It amazes me how her presence can evoke such strong emotions within me, even in the simplest of moments. I find myself mesmerized by the rise and fall of her chest, her nipples revealing themselves halfway underneath the duvet and her lips parting slightly with each breath.

luke said " hey isn't this statue is diffrent too with ours one " all nod their head in unison. --- Before long, Amelia entered the cathedral. She wore a delicate beige gown adorned with white pearls, her face carrying an innocent smile. Without a moment's hesitation... She walked toward the front row. Then... She sat in Kiara's seat. A proud smile appeared on her lips. --- Inside the laboratory... Luke frowned. "Hey..." "She knows that's not her seat." "So why is she sitting there?" Neil crossed his arms. "Because she's inside a church."

I sat down with sets of glaring eyes staring at me especially that of my father and brother. " we are here to try Amelia the daughter of beta Jonathan, Amelia do you know what your offense is?" a bald headed man asked,oh I am still considered his daughter, wonderful! I didn't have any offense, I didn't do anything but I couldn't say that aloud, I just replied " No sir" " Well since Amelia claims she doesn't know of her offense, please Beta Dennis help her remember" the bald headed man said, Dennis giving me a smirk before standing up

This I can tell with the extremely evident uncomfortable reaction Amelia is exhibiting right now as she sits a distance away from me on one of the sofas with her fingers laced together. I can see the evidence of trembling of her limbs as she keeps on biting those sweet soft tempting lips of hers completely lost in thought. I find my system responding to that gesture and I shake my head batting my eyelids trying as much as I can to regain my senses. Just what the hell is my problem? Even in this tense situation I still find myself reacting to merely that little act of hers. Why the hell am I just so susceptible to this pretty stunning girl? Just why? Why is it just so f****** hard to get a ho

I stepped through the side door, my flashlight catching a scatter of oil drums and old rigging ropes. And there she was. Amelia. Sitting cross-legged on an upturned crate, phone in hand, purse slung at her feet. Her hair was pulled back too tight, a neat braid like she thought being tidy would save her. “Adrian,” she called, voice echoing. “Brave of you to come yourself.” I stepped closer, careful not to show the disgust crawling under my ribs. “Brave of you to think you’re worth the effort.” She laughed — short, sharp, like glass shattering. “You know, I didn’t want this. I really didn’t. But you made it so easy. Always so busy protecting your perfect Eliana, your precious legacy.”

“It was approved. Although, some elders hadn’t been in support of it. But what to do? The Queen had the final say. I had remained at the grave site since then, to see if some would be stupid enough to disobey the words of the Queen. Fortunately, there were not. I would have used them to release some pent up tension.” Amelia turned then, to face them. Of course she could hear Prescott speak now. Coupled with her jaguar’s senses, she seemed to be a high level jaguar, at least that’s what Prescott deduced with the almost ease it had taken him to create the mind path. Emma just believed because she wanted her sister to be the best in everything. Was she done assimilating the information? Emma wo

Strength is radiating off her and even though it’s not directed at me, it makes me feel stronger just being in its presence. What the fuck is she doing? “I… Jennifer Ryder, against the will of Goddess Zarseti, accept your rejection, Landry Green,” says the girl with a sob as she lets out another scream. The guy who rejected her lets out his own scream collapsing into a painful heap on the ground. I notice a glimmer of satisfaction cross Amelia’s features before disappearing. The girl collapses again, and Amelia’s eyes stop glowing. She looks at the girl with so much compassion and sadness, before handing her over to the doctor with orders on how to take care of her.

Amelia POVs I got out of bed feeling stronger than ever, I stretched my body as I head into the bathroom to have my shower, when done I wore my clothes and went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for I and my boss, but I was suprised to see he made breakfast with a note next to it, I read it and ate the food, it was so good, since there was nothing to do I went outside to get some fresh air and just stretch my legs, I step outside of the gate, people walking around but them looking at me weirdly, I was confused, is it something that is wrong with my face or not, or the cloth I am wearing, I am wearing something descent, I ignored the stares as I walked around the place, I saw a rive