Julie And The Phantoms Juke Fanfic Novels & Stories

I could feel his heart hammering against my back, steady and strong. “Listen,” he whispered, leaning in so close his breath hit my ear. He pointed at a heavy velvet curtain separating our suite from the next. We couldn't see them, but the acoustics were perfect. We could hear every single word. A door slammed in the room next door, followed by a high-pitched, whiny giggle that made my stomach turn. “Babe! You’re totally wasted!” Candy. Which meant Julian was right there with her. “I’m just… having a good night,” Julian slurred. He sounded like he was floating. Damon had obviously fed him some dream about the IPO to get him in a partying mood.

Three last pushes, nice and slow and deep this time, brought about the desired resulted as Julie tipped over the edge crying out as a luscious beautiful orgasm carried her away. They clung to each other for several long moments before Julie pushed her mother away. She had a corrupt look on her face. "Oh no, what are you thinking young lady." "About our story and the sweet way it ended." "That was sweet huh," Kelly replied. "What if it had a different ending though," Julie whispered. "Like somehow the prowler lady let her guard down and the young girl pounced on the opportunity." "A turning of the tables so to speak," Kelly said unbuckling the harness of the strap on dildo. "I guess I won't b

“Tell me you wouldn’t let him ruin your life for a weekend.” Stella whistled. “I’d let him ruin my credit score.” I actually giggled. The sound felt foreign in my throat. Jules swiped again. “And this one—firefighter, rescues kittens, has a golden retriever named Pancake. I’m in love. I’m proposing. I’m naming our future children.” We were howling now, passing the phone around, rating them out of ten, when Jules landed on a photo of a dark-haired guy with storm-gray eyes and a jawline that looked illegally perfect.

“Sure. Let me guess—something about a fairy-tale romance? ‘Power couple stuns the city again’?” Elliot cleared his throat. “Actually, yes. That was one of them.” Julian finally turned, the corner of his mouth lifting in a cruel smile. “And Clara bought every word, didn’t she?” “I… wouldn’t know, sir.” Julian waved his hand dismissively. “Whatever. Let her bask in the fantasy. It’ll make the fall so much more delicious.” Elliot nodded and started to leave. “Wait,” Julian said, eyes narrowing. “Yes?”

Julia said, turning from Justin and Olivia to me. “No intrusion at all. They were just leaving,” I replied. “We were?” Justin was confused, but he’d catch up. “Whatever, man. We’re going clubbing tonight. Get yourself off that bed and ready,” Justin said, standing up. “You haven’t told me about that, Justin?” Julia asked. “Mom, I’m sorry. Take this as an official notice. I love you.” He kissed her cheek, holding her. Fuck, I’m jealous of him right now. I wanted to kiss her and hold her.

I felt her so vividly that her delicate taste was present in my mouth, her scent invaded my nostrils. I wanted her with such an absurd intensity that I found myself fantasizing that it was her beautiful mouth sucking me, which made me even harder, very close to cumming. I imagined what the heat and humidity of that seventeen-year-old pussy would be like and that was when the cum came even closer, threatening to break me. So I firmly grabbed the back of Juliane's head and pushed her down, forcing my cock to go deeper, reaching her throat. — I'm going to cum... swallow it all, you little slut... — I grunted and then I spilled.

At that moment, he felt a strong urge to kiss her until her soft pink lips grew swollen, but he could not risk such a move with Arthur nearby. He still lacked full freedom to act as he wished with his girlfriend while her father was present. He had already calculated that it would require several more months. "Am I dreaming?" she finally whispered. An instinctive grin spread across Julian's face. He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to one soft cheek, then the other. They felt as delicate as rose petals. "Do you still believe it's a dream?" "Holy... what the—" she exhaled, still stunned. She glanced toward Arthur, who pretended to be unaware, clearly savoring the bewildered look on hi

I just sat there, staring at her, watching the way the silk complimented her skin. She pretended to read, but I knew her mind was somewhere else. Maybe thinking of that woman from the book who had lost control, or maybe wondering if she’d end up like her. And me…I sat there wondering how someone so strong could still look so fragile when she was silent. I reached out one last time, brushing my fingers against her hair. “Jules,” I said quietly. “I don’t care how strong or dangerous your power is. You’re mine. And nothing’s going to change that.” She didn’t look up, but her hand moved slowly, resting on mine for a second before pulling away.

I mouthed an '0'. Julia raised her eyebrow, "The Alpha King is the hottest man I'd ever seen. I would be stupid not to sleep with him," I pursed my lips, "Does he sleep with the others?" Julia nodded her head, "He does. But, unfortunately, most of us want it. I'm sure he wouldn't force it onto you." I sighed, "That's a relief," Julia laughed, "I'm going to get him to marry me one day," I smiled at her, picked up the knife, and cut the fruit. ************

Lucas whispered breathlessly. "What?" "I do like you." Juliette smiled and kissed Lucas' cheek. "I know," she whispered, "I like you too, Lucas." "Well, I didn't know this," Lucas scratched his head, "I thought you liked Killian." "What?" Juliette laughed. "Killian is my friend." "I don't think he thinks the same way about you," Lucas said. "But I don't care. Because you're stuck with me now." "Yeah," Juliette whispered while trying to hold Lucas' hand. She started by touching it softly like it was the most fragile thing in the world. Lucas tensed but tried to control himself.