Jessica Slept With Mr Wilson Novels & Stories

Who is this guy? I felt my eyes blurring and my body had zero strength in a second! My heart was pounding not only rapidly but I thought everyone, including him, heard it! How did this turned to bite me in my ass?! I slept with my professor. I've been drunk and naked in front of him. Nice way to start a year, Jessica.

Her gaze instinctively shifted toward the corner where my suit had been. Nothing remained there except for a glimpse of gold embroidery sticking out of the trash can. "Zac, you're awake?" She hurried over and put the glass down. "Yeah. I was thirsty." I picked up the glass and took a sip. Jessica wrapped her arms around my shoulders from behind and rested her chin against my neck. "Why don't you sleep a while longer? Did I wake you when I came in earlier?" The concern in her voice sounded so genuine. It was as if the sleeping pills and the humiliating livestream had never happened.

Johnathan asks. "Because Calvin is the best lover that I've ever had! Nothing is going to stop me from sleeping with him!" Johnathan freezes at my confession. The apartment grows silent as the tension thickens. "Do you like him, Jessica?" Johnathan asks in shock. I groan in my hands, and more emotions swirl within me. Looks like the jig is up.

She looked like a teacher scolding a disobedient and stubborn student. Jessica did not know how she was feeling, it was like a rose bud was growing in the deep dark forest. She hated it. But what she hated more was the fact that she was explaining the true reason to Cara. "Your boyfriend's friend, Giovanni, I... Slept with him." Cara's eyes widened. "What?!" "Yesterday..." Jessica added. "What?!" Cara exclaimed. She did not know how to respond, she scoffed. "Aren't you supposed to be a married woman? With a son?" She demanded angrily.

JESSICA "Yes, I’ll marry him." The words slipped out before I could think twice. Before I could blink. They didn’t stumble; they flowed smoothly, like they'd been waiting in the back of my throat for far too long, clawing to be heard. Mrs. Wilson’s tired eyes, those soft, faded eyes that had seen too much pain for one lifetime…looked up at me from the hospital bed. They widened first in shock, then softened like I’d just handed her a reason to keep breathing.

He, instead, kept asking with an angry tone, “Let me ask you something. Have you ever been with other men, considering that you’re so desperate? “You’ve been going all out to threaten me to marry you so that I can have fun with you, right? Now that I’m having fun with you, are you satisfied? “I’m warning you. Don’t ever dress so provocatively in front of other men. Otherwise, I will never let you off.” “...” His cruel voice rang in Jessica’s ear for a long time. Jessica was sad at first, but she slowly turned numb. She had no idea how long they were at it that night, but she eventually got so tired that she lost consciousness.

Jessica played hard to get, but in the end, they fell on the bed together. Jessica changed her mind after she slept with Hank. She wanted to publicly challenge Liberty and steal Hank away from Liberty. Jessica wanted Hank to divorce Liberty so she could marry Hank and become a manager’s wife.

one arm wrapping all the way across my back, his other hand pressing the back of my head gently, firmly, against him. "Babe, come here." He murmured it into my hair. "We're getting you out of here... that's the only thing that matters right now." I pressed my face into his shirt and breathed him in and tried to stop the thoughts from circling. Jessica knew. Jessica slept with Jenny. Those two facts kept crashing into each other in my chest and I couldn't make them stop. "Did she tell Jenny anything?" The words came out muffled against his shirt before I could pull them back.

When it was time to leave, Jessica watched as Ethan picked up his things from the living room before turning around and heading for the door quietly. “Hey,” Jessica said at the door, handing him his coat. “Thanks for sticking to the plan today,” she said. “I’ll keep sticking to it,” he replied, his gaze steady. “You have my word.” She nodded once, saying nothing more. “Goodnight, Jess.” “Goodnight.” * * * It was just past midnight when Jessica finally drifted into bed. The house was silent. Her body had only just begun to relax when she heard it, a faint, muffled whimper through the monitor in her room.