Jess Mariano X Reader Novels & Stories

Alex's hand found my thigh, his fingers tracing a path up to the apex of my legs. He slid one inside me, and I gasped. "You're so tight," he said, his voice strained. Jack watched, his eyes dark with lust. "I want to feel that," he said, his hand moving to his own pants. They positioned themselves around me, their bodies a wall of heat and desire as Alex guided Jack's cock to my entrance, and with one swift motion, Jack pushed inside. The sensation was a delicious fullness. Jack's rhythm was unrelenting, his eyes locked on mine as he drove into me. Alex's mouth found my nipple again, his other hand playing with the wetness between my legs; the pressure built, a crescendo of sensation that ha

He sighed exasperatedly as Marian looked up at him smiling. "How would you know if it was true love if you know that your feelings were always split apart? Obviously, inside the story, Marian was rejecting Danny over and over again. And in turns of the happenings between that triangle and as we go along with the progress, she knew about this guy named Justin Ramos, who has an inborn disorder, dyslexia, and dyscalculia," Mr. Ramos smiled at the class as they all pointed at him. "We knew it, sir, it's you. It's really you!"

I know it was selfish of me to think of myself at this moment, but I couldn't help the thought of Clinton laying his eyes on them, he would easily take them from me. “Jess?” "Oh, sorry, what were you saying?” I woke up from my thoughts and wiped away imaginary tears. “I asked if you'd like to join me in the shower.” He was shirtless, Jun had his own looks: muscular, perfect thin lips, and daring eyes. The ladies easily threw themselves at him. “No, thank you.”

Ethan I looked at Mariana feeling the latent desire between us, and even after I had left her arms free behind her back, she still had them in the same position I had left them, which indicated that she didn't even realize I had left them. "I am very pleased to hear that you are jealous of me, Mariana," I tease her, my mouth very close to hers, just waiting for the moment to take possession of her luscious lips. "I wasn't jealous of you..." she denies faintly "I just don't get involved with committed men.

I bit my lower lip, already imagining all the ways he would take me. Unable to wait any longer, I climbed onto the massive bed and arranged myself against the pillows in a pose I knew would tempt him—back slightly arched, one knee bent, fingers lazily tracing the curve of my thigh. The shower stopped. Xavier stepped out, a white towel hanging low on his hips. His eyes immediately found me, darkening with hunger as a slow, predatory smirk spread across his face. He took his time wiping the water from his chest and arms, never breaking eye contact.

Elias’s hand, heavy and possessive on the small of my back. The enigmatic smile of the woman who had whispered something in my ear that I couldn't quite recall. The suffocating darkness of the corridor. Then, the sudden, jarring wakefulness of the car ride here, Jaxon’s presence a grounding force beside me. I shouldn't have let it happen. I knew the risks, the tangled web of pack politics and old blood, yet the memory of him filling me. The raw, unfiltered hunger in his eyes sent a traitorous spark of heat through my belly.

“A lot.” Mariah groaned loudly. “OH MY GOD. Just date already. I swear, I’m losing brain cells watching this.” “Mariah,” Jessa hissed, mortified. “What? I’m narrating.” ⸻ Jackson jogged over, sweaty and annoyed about something to do with a missing water bottle. He glanced at Jessa, then at me, and the look said: Don’t screw this up. I nodded once. He nodded back. Then he walked off like he hadn’t just threatened me telepathically.

Now I have to fix this mess my bastard of a cousin had brought upon me. 🎲🎲♠️♥️♣️♦️♠️♥️♣️♦️🎲🎲 María's pov- I sunk to the floor. My knees crashing to the ground beneath me. I couldn't control my emotions any longer. Who was that man? He reminded me of Lucien so much. My mind has to be playing tricks. My eyes were reaching trying to grasp ahold of anything to keep My Lucien alive.

“The last thing I need is people knowing who I am.” “He goes by the pseudonym Benny Maniland,” Roman said dryly. “Wooow,” Melissa said. “So clever.” “I save my cunning for my business ventures. And my women.” Joemar took Melissa in his arms and gave her a long kiss goodbye. I turned away. Joemar was not a jealous man, but I still couldn’t help but feel a tingle in my stomach whenever the two of them kissed. Maybe it was jealousy, or maybe it was a strange sort of excitement. I glanced at Roman and wondered if he felt something similar; if he did, he hid it behind a mask of boredom. But whatever the emotion was, I was intellectually happy that they were getting along. I was doubtful that it w

Mariella’s Pov “Allow me…” Leonardo reached under my dress and my heartbeat thumped faster. My whole body was vibrating so much that I was panting. He kissed my neck and his hand moved in between my legs, gently spreading them apart. ‘I couldn't do this…I don't want to…’ “Stop!” I pushed him away at arms length, he seemed stunned. “I can't.” “Mariella…I know you want me.” His eyes gleamed, so confidently that he held my chin up and leaned closer to my face.