Jessie Cast Novels & Stories

Okay Jessie," they replied and left the room. Jessie came downstairs in a black, slim-fit dress which enhanced her rounded curves, creamy skin and grey orbs. She had her long black hair flowing around her shoulders and had decided against applying any makeup that evening. "You're so beautiful, my darling Jessica," Chase remarked when she got to the dining table, drawing out a seat for her beside him. "Thanks Chase, you're also looking good," Jessie said. "She's not the only pretty one. What about me? I thought you said I was the most beautiful?" Crystal teased with her hands folded across her chest. "Crystal dear, you of course are more beautiful," Chase said cheekily which caused a big smil

She shook her head at her reflection inside the elevator as she rode it up. He’s Justice North, a New Species and you know you can’t ever go there. It would cost my job. Tim would not only kick my ass but he’d boot it from the task force. Jessie leaned forward, peered at her reflection in the mirror and winced. She could use some makeup but she rarely bothered unless she had to. She’d done all that for her first husband and it had been a waste of time. He’d expected her to primp for him or

"I'm sorry, they're usually mild mannered." Jessie brushes it off as she starts to get emotional. She hugs the other woman and tears fill my eyes. "Come in, she's been emotional. I'll fill you in once she calms down," I say quietly and let Jessie and the other woman sit in our big chair. "I'm Elliott, Jessie's wife." "I'm Jennifer and my wife Kelly, Kelly worked with Jessie during her residency," Jennifer says with a light smile, shaking my hand. "Hey, kids. What do you say we move the movie to the children's playroom and the adults can talk," I ask with a smile and they all cheer.

"Judd's a good man. And he treats you like a queen. I'm happy for you, Mom. I really am." Jessi paused to check her reflection in a mirror hanging on the wall. Her green eyes were bright with excitement. Cara had worked her thick auburn hair into a complicated style, weaving a thick, loose braid over the top of her head like a headband, and pulling the rest of her hair into a large messy bun in back. Copper tendrils fell about her face, and baby's breath had been tucked here and there. Jessi felt like a princess, especially in her long, cream-colored, flowy chiffon gown with its sleeveless lace bodice and deep V neckline.

Jessie told me how it all went down from there too. Jessie glided into her brothers' room and slid under the covers just as I had. She cuddled right up to him though pressing her tits into his back until he woke. Her hard nipples poking his back and her hand on his stiffening prick. He was surprised at seeing his older sister essentially molesting him, not that he didn't enjoy it. Just he didn't understand it at first. After convincing him it was alright and she wanted him. He saw the fire in her eyes and he grinned, rolled her over to her back and began letting his hands roam over her beautiful figure. Jessie is taller than me at 5'8" 130 pounds, her tits were also bigger than my 32Bs at 36

"Please, Jessy. Pretend to be my girlfriend." -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It wasn't Jess. Fuck!

“Jess, let me cut you off there before you put me to sleep with this description. Let’s get to the real juicy bits. Is he handsome?” “Yes. He looks like the guys in the soap operas, only that he doesn't make any effort to look good. He just looks good naturally.” Jess said. “Ok. How tall is he?” she asked. “Taller than me. I kinda have to tiptoe when we kiss,” Jess said then she almost kicked herself for revealing too much. She could hear Leslie screaming excitedly over the phone. “When did you kiss? Who are you and what have you done with Jessica Harris?” Leslie asked.

They didn't even have me in their grasp and yet they were celebrating. As they drop down to silence. Cassandra yells, “You will bring her to me!” Jess stares through the rows of Wolves. Like me, she was barely tall enough to see. Slowly she reaches a hand out to me, locking it with mine. “You may be my maker, but you are not my Alpha.” I feel my heart race. And still, I couldn’t believe she was doing this. “You are a stupid little girl. You know nothing of our world.” “I know enough to know who is wrong!” Jess squeezes my hand as she stares out in front of her. Her eyes are dark in the same way as Dane said mine become. She was close to shifting.