Jessica Nigri Slip Novels & Stories

When I see Reese Chapman again, it is exactly three years after I sever our mate bond. It is also the third year since I completely seal my wolf and hide at the edge of the Shadow pack territory, living as an insignificant healer. Tonight, the air in the clinic feels heavy and icy under his overwhelming aura. He carries a lightly injured female companion in his arms and forcibly takes over the best VIP ward in the clinic. During my shift, he summons me three times through his guards. The first time, he coldly orders, "There are wolfsbane fragments on the bedsheets. Change them." I send an apprentice herbalist to handle it. Two hours later, he has a nurse relay another order. "The smell

Grisella nodded her head like she was genuinely interested. "Don't dwell on it for long. He'd fuck you and when he's tired, he'd dump you." She poked Grisella's chest. Just when she was about to turn away, Grisella gripped her hair pulling her back. "Won't you listen to what I have to say?" Jessica slapped Grisella's hands off her hair, glaring daggers at her. "What?" Grisella held her shoulder, pushing her face closer to hers before whispering inaudibly to her. Jessica eyes widened, disbelief evident in them.

She moaned with pleasure. Derrick walked behind them and began unzipping her skirt from behind. He gently slide it to the floor. Kneeling behind her, Derrick parted her cheeks. He pressed his mouth to her pussy slowly massaging it with his tongue. Tyler slowly moved his hands around Jessica's back finding the hooks to her Victorian style bra. He released it with ease unveiling two perfectly rounded breasts. He cupped both breasts with his hands and lowered his lips to one nipple. He drew in slowly circling it with his tongue.

the version of Harper who wore something that didn't need a stylist to get dressed in the morning. "Oh my God, jeez... Harper, you look gorgeous." Jessica appeared in the doorway and her cheeks were flushed pink. "I could eat you right now." She said it with this look in her eyes that I never knew how to interpret. "Thank you, Jessica... you look good too." I forced a smile. And she did look good... a red sleeveless gown that hugged every curve and had a slit up to her titties, showing off legs that went on forever.

They spent the rest of the day together but it wasn't in a few spins when the waited for night arrived. Jessica was dressed very elegantly in her leather black pants, a black vest inside, red leather jacket and a pair of red boots where as Vivana arrived the table in a black long tight dress that had a very long slit up the midst of her right thigh. Jessica's hair had been combed back flat on the head and Vivana's was wavy on the left shoulder. She arrived the table that had been booked for them both having Jessica waiting anxiously for her. As soon as Jessica set her eyes on Vivana, she rose from the seat taking Vivana's hand to her stationed seat.

A slender hand emerged, followed by a figure that took everyone’s breath away. Jessica stepped out of the car, her navy-blue gown shimmering under the sunlight. The gown hugged her figure perfectly, the intricate beadwork catching the light. Her long, raven-black hair was styled in soft curls, framing her face beautifully. Her makeup was impeccable, enhancing her doll-like features and giving her an almost ethereal glow. Louis’s jaw tightened as he watched her approach. Jessica’s olive-green eyes met his, and she held his gaze as she brought her phone to her ear.

Jessica was wearing a short one-piece leather dress and boots. With the heavy makeup, she looked aggressive. “It’s been a long time, Mrs. Collins,” Jessica said to Alice mockingly, stressing the word “Mrs. Collins,” “I’m sure you didn’t expect to see me here!”

she licked her lips. “Hmmm,” I groaned, still, I refused to loose control. “Go back to your room, Jess. Please…” She pulled back, standing in front of me. Our eyes locked briefly and I thought she’d finally obey me. She didn’t. Instead, she slid down the strap of her nightie, slowly, seductively, teasing me with her cleavages. “Jess…” my voice cracked, my breathing affected by the way my dick throbbed. “Jess, I don’t want to hurt you…”

Morgan himself had experienced how intimidating and inhuman he could look just by making eye contact with him. Jessica looked stunning dressed in a white long straight dress that hugged her body and showed her curves. There was a slit on the side of the left leg that reached a few inches above her knee, and she had on delicate makeup, giving out the impression of an innocent beauty with a caring and kind heart. With Jessica helping the old master so gently, it made the pair of them look like the picture perfect grandfather-in-law and granddaughter-in-law. "Thanks, Jessica, that would be all,” old master Wright said to the woman, who nodded and excused herself. Old master Gerald's gaze linger

I sip, then casually, though graciously, dismiss Simon. Once alone, Nikki takes her flute into my suite. With her other hand, she selects a non-descript black box from the gift bag that has no logo stamped on it to identify where it’s come from. The sex club. She passes it to me, takes a deeper drink, then sets aside the glass to start stripping down. I settle into a chair alongside the fireplace, but her purpose is to make a production of her tease-show. And I’m enrapt. When she’s down to her red-satin-and-black-lace bra, a matching thong and high heels only, it’s not just fiery adrenaline pumping through me. My blood turns to magma. My nerve endings snap like livewires.