Jade Vega Bbw Novels & Stories

Chapter 1 Jade stepped out of her sleek black sedan, the engine purring to a stop in the driveway of the suburban mansion. The night air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and distant barbecue smoke, a far cry from the neon-lit clubs she usually worked. She paused for a long moment beside the car. At 25, with her long raven hair cascading down her back in loose waves that caught the faint glow of the porch lights, emerald eyes that sparkled under streetlights like polished gems, and a body honed from years of pole dancing—curves that could make a man forget his vows—she knew she was the perfect hire for a bachelor party.

She knew how badly she wanted to be part of the pre-event of their company, but Yumena was more inclined not to be affected by any personal matters when she was doing her work. Suddenly, quick steps echoed on the stairs. All of them looked up and saw a woman walking quickly towards them. Mrs. Vega’s brows shot up when she recognized her. She was the secretary of her son Lincoln, Jade Bueves. She noticed that Jade is holding a notebook in her hand. Once Jade made her way in front of them, she held out the notebook. “I’m sorry for the delay, but I found this sketchbook and thought you might have it checked too.”

Emma giggled. “You do too!” “Well, I’m glad you guys like your bath stuff. It’s so hard to pick for someone else, ya know?” A she wolf with long, jet black hair, tan skin, and striking blue eyes entered the room addressing Emma and I with a warm smile. “Jade, Emma, this is Jasper’s mate and our beta female Cleo.” Elliott gestured to this beautiful girl and her smile grew wider. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, she had such a vibrant energy about her.

This was Velvet Sin. Jade dropped to her knees in the center of the stage, ass up, face down, legs spread wide. Cum from the first guy still dripped from her pussy in slow strings. She looked back over her shoulder, licked her lips, and wiggled her ass in invitation. The tattooed guy moved first.

“No. Not yet. First, I’m going to remind her exactly who she fucked with. I’m going to break her… slowly, piece by piece. And when she’s begging at my feet, weeping for mercy, then I’ll decide if she gets to live.” I paused the video right on her face again. You should’ve minded your fucking business, Selvaggia. But it was too late for regrets. I’d seen what she was truly capable of, and I wasn't a man who let go of rare weapons. She belonged to me now. The file was waiting for me before the sun even cleared the horizon. I sat back in my chair, flipping through the crisp pages. Adrian’s intelligence network was flawless. Name: Scarlet Vale, 23.

What he found made his cock instantly hard. On his laptop screen was a live feed. A girl wearing a delicate black lace mask, wearing nothing but thigh-high stockings and a tiny thong, was on her knees on a bed. Her perfect tits were on full display, nipples hard. She was teasing her audience, slowly sliding a thick toy in and out of her visibly wet pussy. It was Jade. His stepsister. Kai watched, frozen, as she moaned softly for her viewers, calling herself LunaRose and begging them to tip more if they wanted to see her cum.

“Don’t look so nervous. This is a gift. The best gifts are experiences, not things.” Leo took the glass, the bubbles sharp on his tongue. Before he could stammer a question, the music shifted. A slow, grinding synth-wave track began, and three figures emerged onto the main stage. They were a study in devastating contrasts. Jade moved first, all sinuous grace, her skin the color of dark honey, her hair a cascade of jet-black curls. She wore nothing but a sheer, midnight-blue robe that clung to every curve, hinting at the dark areolas of her full breasts and the smooth delta between her thighs. Her eyes, even from across the room, seemed to find Leo’s and hold them.

~BARBARA~ “You're a monster,” I choke out, my rehearsed tears spilling over. But this time the dampness on my cheeks is born of true and pure terror of what Jade is capable of. She’s changed. The girl we used to manipulate is completely gone. “You're just like Zayn now. You're a Hemsworth.” Jade pulls her cellphone back, sliding it neatly into her designer bag (I wish the bag belonged to me). She looks at me one last time with an expression of disgust, and a mocking smile curls up the corners of her mouth.

However, I don’t like to kid myself, she and I would never have any chance, not in a million years. At first glance, Regina Vega is exactly who she looks like, confident, elegant, intelligent, everything I am not, she is extremely attractive, but you would have to be blind or not into girls to not see it, the guys she brings home are vastly different from me, so I guess she wouldn’t touch me with a foot long pole. “Now that I have food inside of me, I can remember clearly, I did touch you, well graze your skin, I didn’t grope you or anything like that.” she says leveling me with one of her confident gazes. Her eyes unreadable.