Jenna Marbles Hot Novels & Stories

"Yes ....yes madam, I know this plan will never go wrong, I know. Don't worry, I will teach a good lesson to Emily and the weaver group. Mr Diabolos smirk and walk out of the hotel room. Jenna smirk. She picked up her phone and message someone. "Honey, did you forget our date. I am here in the capital city for our date. Come pick me up." After messaging, she threw her phone on her bed and started unbuttoning her clothes. Once she was done with her clothes, she opened the bathroom door and stepped down into the tub, soaking herself in warm water. She Closes her eyes and relaxes her body. She was excited about her date with her childhood crush.

And I'd watched enough videos sent by my perverted roommate to recognize what kind of sounds they were instantly. But wasn't Marissa's godmother, Jenna Johnston, inside that storage room? At the thought of that, a sudden heat rushed through me. An inappropriate image flashed through my mind. Ms. Johnston usually liked wearing dresses. Even during winter, she'd only add a pair of white stockings. The fabric would stretch tight across her perky butt, swaying with each step, always making it impossible for me to look away. But she always wore a cold expression, coming across as distant and untouchable.

When I get back in the room later again, she is not in bed, but I can hear the water of the shower running. As I shred my body from clothing, I give myself a once-off over in front of the tall mirror. With biceps that clench and flex, and abs that tighten with every move, I make my way over to the hot and steamy shower. And hot and steamy is my Jenna in nothing but her tiny red lace panties on. Oh, god, I love this blissful torture.

Sarah goes with a nude heel that is two and half inches high. “Are you sure you do not want to go look at some maternity clothes, Red?” Adam asks Jenna as we start to head towards the doors to leave the mall. Jenna turns around quickly and scowls at Adam, “What did you say?” she asks quietly. Adam looks at her like a deer caught in headlights. “Nothing, I said nothing,” he says as he moves closer to take her hand. She pulls her hand away from him and walks closer to us looping her arms through Sarah’s and mine.

Get your head out of the gutter. But truth be told, he was smoldering hot. His face cut was that of a Greek God and his physique was that of a hunk. A handsome hunk. For a moment I thought I was in love with him. But the irony, I didn't even know his name. Wow, Arabella! Exactly why your love life equals zero.

The one where you are going to eat me. "No, I am not." "Then what are you staring at?" "Your perfect jawline." "Still the same old Jenna." "The Jenna, you think I am is dead." "Then you won't mind me going past Clara to pick something up." "See, Sandra was right." "Right about what?" "You and Clara?" "What about Clara and me?" "Don't play dumb." "Why does it make you jealous?" "Not the least bit." "Then why are your ears going red?"

"She reached for me. I took her wrist and moved it away. That's what she saw the middle of." Hayes is quiet for exactly one second. "Then go tell her that." * * * The twenty-eighth floor is quiet at noon. Priya and Marcus are at lunch. Jenna is at her workstation, the untouched coffee still exactly where I left it, a document open on her screen she is absolutely not reading. She looks up when I walk in. The professional mask is back — the one she was wearing the day she walked into the boardroom pitch. Composed. Distant. Glass.

She still acted like I was privileged and I needed to shut my mouth. “You know this isn't what I wanted, Annette. I’m scared." I replied flatly, shaking my head. "Right," she said, popping a piece of gum. "Poor Lenny. Forced to date a millionaire athlete, my heart breaks for you. Really." "Hey, look!" Jenna pointed toward the field changing the topic. "There’s Marcus! God, he looks so good in those pads!” She exclaimed and I chuckled. Jenna has always been blunt about her crush on Marcus.

Thousands of comments already sat underneath the post, some curious, some nasty, some already spinning wild stories. I sighed loudly and rubbed my face with both hands. This was no good. This could cost us the UrbanAxis project and many others. But what bothered me most was Maya. How was she going to take this? After everything she had been through with Gabriel, the last thing she needed was her face plastered across gossip sites as “another mystery woman.” She already thinks the worst of men, my heart had slashed into thin lines when she mentioned she would rather remain single, topping it up by saying no man was faithful.

If there is one person that wants us back together more than anything and anyone, then it is him. I really hope he is fine. And I hope he finally has the confidence to make what he was with Kristina official. They are perfect for each other. “Where are we?” Jenna asks as she stretches. The shirt moves to the side. Exposing the flimsy dress she had on under. And her nipples. They looked so good even through the material. I wanted to suck it into my mouth and watch her eyes roll back in pleasure. I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat and Jenna called my name.