Novel & Cerita Jessica Jones Fanfic

The lock clicked into place. “Beautiful,” Damien told her. He ran his hand over her backside and she trembled in anticipation. “Very good. I find it extremely sexy when you obey me.” Pleasure engulfed her. She liked pleasing him. This is what she’d dreamed of having with Victor, only that had ended in a nightmare. “What are you thinking, Jessa?” “Nothing much.” “Not good enough.” His hand smacked down on her buttocks. He stopped before the stinging pain could morph into something more pleasurable.

I rolled my eyes as Jessica pushed her way to the front and wrapped her dirty little arms round my boyfriend’s waist, looking at him with her come to bed eyes. “Jessica, seriously you need to get off,” Liam said sternly, unwrapping her from him and stepping backwards. “Liam, baby, how about we skip first period and we go have some fun,” she purred suggestively, rubbing her hand up his chest. Oh my God, I was so jealous that I actually felt sick!

I notice Freya and Jessica smirk our way, although Freya’s eyes show me how worried she really is, she has to keep up pretense for Jess, and roll my eyes at them. “See something funny?” I ask, crossing my eyes, telling Neo and Missy to enter my workroom. Jess is leaning her shoulder against the doorframe to my bedroom, which is directly across the hall to the workroom. Her cold eyes locking onto Missy’s back with scorn, then she focuses back on me and scowl as Kennock stops beside me. “You really should find someone better than the camp's ultimate whore, Kennock. She has spread her legs to every male who gives her the time of day.” Jess sneers instead of answering my question. I double over

"The past doesn't matter anymore. Don't bring it up again." "Then let's talk about now," Jessica said softly. She stood up, smoothing out her designer dress. She had trained as a dancer, and her figure was graceful, her face beautiful and glowing. "Let me go over to your place tonight. You and Wendy are over. Don't you want me at all?" Jessica had once dated Stanley, and she knew him well. He was a man with strong desires—very strong ones. Wendy felt her cheeks burn. She didn't want to hear any of this.

As they got out of the car, a blonde lady walked out of the house, banging the door in the process. “You left before I woke up…..” she stopped her statement as her eyes traveled to Melissa. “Who's she?” Melissa could feel the heat radiating from the lady. The energy between them was already bad despite meeting each other for the first time. “This is Melissa Jones,my wife.” He announced as the lady gasped. “What do you mean your wife? When did you get married and__” her eyes moved to their fingers as she moved backwards. “Why?” She asked calmly.

"Jess, I’ve been trying to set you up for months and you shoot every guy down because their 'vibe' is off. Now you’re going out with a guy who sends jewelry before the first drink? Is he the one? Are you finally breaking the streak?” "Not yet. I’m going to make him wait," Jessica smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief. "He thinks he’s already won. He’s probably told his friends he’s got me in the bag. I’m going to wear his dress, eat his expensive steak, and then I’m going to leave him standing on my doorstep with a handshake." ‎ ‎"You’re a savage!" "I’m going to string him along until he’s begging for mercy, Anna. I might want his dick, but I want his pride even more.”

she smiled and got back to the coffee. Not a long while, Jessica showed up with smudged eyeliner in a terrible shape. "Good morning, Jess," I greeted, flying a kiss. "Yeah, please remind me that I won't ever ever drink again," she said with closed eyes while her hand was in her forehead. "But before that, do you remember what happened last night?" I teasingly smiled at her. "What happened last night?" She confusedly asked while taking the seat in front of me. "At the back of the bar?" I innocently asked. "What happened?" Kayle excitedly asked and came closer to us, curious to death while Jessica's eyes widened. "What the fuck?! That wasn't a dream?!" She screamed and I shook my head. "Oh my

When I was drunk and my head wasn’t clear. The way he sucked on my bottom lip. I closed my palm and instinctively licked my lip, feeling the ghost of it all over again. “Wait a minute.” Jessica’s voice snapped me out of it. She leaned forward, watching me carefully. “Please don’t tell me you’re actually blushing. Have you guys had sex yet?” My eyes widened and I turned away from her. “Christ! Jess, stop being such a perv and mind your own business.” “Hmph. You’re no fun. Just like that duck head.” She rolled her eyes and flopped onto her back. “No wonder the two of you are stuck with each other.”

Jessica is sitting at a desk in her living room trying to finish some work she had brought home, but she cants focus on anything at all. It's been weeks since she last saw Jason. Jessica is wondering if her last encounter with Jason didn't put him off. She so much wanted to be with Jason that night, but thoughts of Roger were overwhelming her at that time. Each time a message alert goes off on her phone her heart starts to beat faster. She tried to call him a few times, but it seems his number had changed, Jessica is really anxious about where she stands with Jason, are they just friends? or is it more? Jessica goes into deep thought, remembering the last kiss they shared, she remembers the

Christian held her tighter. "Mr. Maddox... Don't..." Jessica raised her eyes and saw Christian's eyes burning with desire. She was so close to him. In this small place, anything might happen in the next second!