Jessica Jones Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jessa said trying to piss Bella off. "I don't want any other man. Jasper is here taking care of me and that's okay. Your opinion doesn't count." Bella replied calmly. Jessa raised the sheets to check her leg, it was bandaged. She stood up and looked around it, Bella watched her keenly. She also knows Jessa is the only one who knows her secrets so well. "Are you done?" She asked Jessa mockingly. Jessa purposely fell on her bandaged leg to see her reaction. Bella didn't act much like it hurts, she only flinched a bit.

They stood naked gazing at each other. Jake apologized for not setting the water heater properly. "I forgot I had a visitor who never wanted to visit if not because of her daughter," Jake smirked and went in to reset the heater. His 7ft Inches cock kept dazzling to Jessica's amazement, her eyes haven't been off staring at the young man's big cock. She felt embarrassed and horny as every part of her body wants to get hold of Jake. Still thinking when she felt a soft hand across her shoulder.

At that time, she could not care about Lucy's words anymore, and she only thought, "I want to write him a letter! I want to tell him how I've been, and I want to know if he's fine. I want to tell him that I miss him!" In the heavy snow, Jessica ran back to her residence. As a Dark Moon Sect disciple that the elder handpicked, Jessica enjoyed far better treatment than other apprentices despite being a first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator. Not only did she have a private place, but it was also hushed, and no outsiders would bother her.

Leon whispered as he pressed his lips to his lover's earlobe. "I want something else," Jessica replied as she undid the bodyguard's tie and unbuttoned his shirt. She groped her lover's broad chest. "Leon, I want you so much." Jessi began kissing the smooth chest that was covered in fine hair. "Can't you wait until my clothes are all off?" Leon smiled at the naked woman in front of him. Jessi looked up, then asked. "Do I look like a sex-crazed woman? "No. How can you be a sex fiend when we don't do it every day?"

I want to know why Jessica is smiling at me like I’m a delicious meal she’s about to eat. "What do you want to do?" I whisper. Jessica stands up and moves behind me. I feel her breath on the back of my neck, sending a shiver straight down my spine. "I want to watch my husband break you," she whispers. "And I want to help him do it." Miles leans down, his lips brushing my ear. "I want to see if you’re as tight as you look. I want to feel you shaking under me while my wife watches." Is this right?

They continue to put the book into the bookshelves again. ***....... "Hey, Jess.." "Hmm?" Jessica turns to look at Kinslee for a second. They both walk home together like any other day before. "I've been thinking about your suggestion yesterday..and.." "You agree?" she asks without waiting for him to complete his sentences. "Maybe we can try it. I mean, we're just doing it so that my monster wife will divorce me, right?" "Sure. So, you'll be dating me then.." "Uh..but, your fiance…"

“We’ve got all the help we need right here. I think that we can save the town, and the campus, ourselves.” Enzo and I fell into a shocked silence. We shot each other a disbelieving glance. Before Enzo or I could respond, however, Jessica suddenly rushed forward and threw her arms around me tightly. “I want to become a werewolf so I can help,” she said, pulling away just enough so she could look into my eyes with an earnestness that made my heart fill with joy. “I want to be useful.” I didn’t know what to say; I was speechless. When I glanced over Jessica’s shoulder at Lori, Lori only nodded in agreement, as though they had already discussed this.

I smirked, flopping beside her. “Unfortunately.” “You’re lucky I don’t charge rent for emotional damage,” I teased, nudging her with my elbow. She rolled her eyes again but leaned her head against mine, the two of us melting into easy silence. “I don’t want you to stay here,” Jessica whined, standing at the edge of the bed with her hands on her hips like an annoyed parent. “It’s Saturday! We should be out there enjoying life, not staying in bed with your lazy ass.” I huffed, rolling over and burying my face deeper into the pillow. “I need the sleep. You think planning someone’s downfall is easy? It’s not, trust me.”

"Looking for an alliance, Jessica? Or just a distraction because you know Sloane is going to eat you alive on that mountain tomorrow?" She walked toward me, her movements fluid and utterly predatory. She stopped inches away, the heat radiating off her body cutting through the chill of the room. "I don't do alliances. They’re just lies we tell ourselves to feel less alone. I want the real thing. I want to see the fire you’ve been hiding behind that perfect society wife routine." Jessica didn't wait for permission. She pushed me backward, pinning me flat against the cold glass of the window. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling my head back. Her mouth crashed down on mine.

Christopher's hands gripped her hips roughly, guiding her down onto his thick cock with a possessiveness that made her spine tingle. “Shh, baby girl,” he growled low in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers racing across her skin. “We've been doing this for years now. Every time that worthless husband of yours pisses you off, you come crawling back to daddy's dick. And every time you whine about how shocked you are that you're daddy's whore. Everything is okay, Jess Jess. You'll remember soon.” Jessica's mind spun in chaos as fragmented memories flickered through her mind's eye like broken frames. Her very being rejected them. Blocked them. out.