Leaning Willow Novels & Stories

she shook her head in disagreement. We polish off the food on mour plates and I carry them to the sink, rinsing them off. I would put them in the dishwasher in the morning. I turn to find Willow standing behind me. She traces her fingers along my stomach, outlining each muscle along the way. I am frozen to the spot as the rush of electricity courses through my body at the feel of her hands and my cock twitches. "I want you to mark me."

Quill answered. Without replying to him, Howard was staring at the willow tree that was standing by the river as it was bending down to it. The tree looked so weak like it would break if the wind hit it when the truth is they never bend! Except for its sorrowful state, it's strong enough to defeat the wind.

saying that, she slipped from under his arms, got up from the couch, and ran past him and out of the room. In the hallway, Willow made her way to the balcony next to the stairwell. She tried to breathe in some fresh air while fanning her face with her hands. She stood with her arms resting on the ledge, looking over the enormous, olive-green trees that appeared black in the dark. She heard footsteps but didn't turn around to look because she was half expecting it to be Wes. "You shouldn't be out alone." Willow found the concierge from earlier standing beside her on the balcony.

“I just accidentally burned it. It’s nothing. Besides, I’ve already put some ointment on it. If you don’t believe me, take a look!” To prove she really had applied it, she hurriedly pulled out the small blue-and-white porcelain bottle, smiling faintly. “This is the Willow’s exclusive formula—the Willow ointment. It’s amazing for burns, scalds, and abrasions.” Leif responded coldly, “Is that so?” After saying that, his hand finally relaxed and he let go of Raina’s wrist. He took out his phone, tapped a few times on the screen, then set it down.

Willow tried to get up but her hair was badly stuck, making her lower her face on his chest to avoid feeling the pull in her scalp. “Don’t move,” Lewis noticed how nervously Willow was pulling her hair out of his zipper and he immediately understood that she was embarrassed. “They are stuck,” Willow mumbled, keeping her beautiful eyes lowered. “Let me set them free,” for some reason, Lewis noticed Willow’s scent and he was mesmerized by it. “Just take off your jacket,” Willow muttered, looking away from his face and keeping her body a little up so that they don’t come in contact like earlier. “Why, why do you want me to take my jacket off?” Lewis found pleasure in watching her red-stained ch

ASHTON Maddy whispered to herself, pondering the judging parameters. With a pen in her mouth, she sat with a blank sheet of paper on her lap. Meanwhile, I zipped up the back of Willow's reindeer onesie. "Merci," Willow smiled, dropping to the floor in front of Lincoln. Although there were two gray couches available in the first lounge, Lincoln opened a sewing kit, planning to attach antlers to Willow's hood. He had already sewed identical antlers onto Maddy's onesie, and now she sat cross-legged on the opposite couch, deep in thought.

It was Mrs Willow, a regular customer who always stopped by their stall. "Good morning, Mrs Willow! We're hoping for a busy day," Leila replied with a smile. Mrs Willow glanced through their products, examining each one with keen interest. "I'll take two of the facial creams and three bars of soap, please," she said, reaching for her purse. Leila's heart skipped a beat as she tallied up the items. "Thank you, Mrs Willow! That'll be twenty five dollars she said, trying to keep her voice steady. Mrs Willow handed her thirty dollars with a grin. "Keep the change. Your products are worth every credit," she said before walking away.

This night, I failed to control my mind. I took the disposable towel, cleaned my lipstick with it, and dumped it in the bin. Afterward, I applied another lipstick and blew out air from my lungs. Just as I turned to leave the bathroom, Willow appeared from nowhere, her heels making clicking sounds as she walked in. My brows creased. She was also at the event?

Willow said as she tried recalling. "Damn, you collected them like stamps?" Lauren said. "Something like that. The soft ones, the wild ones, the feisty ones, the sweet ones… you name it," Willow said.

Lilian asked hesitantly, "Thank you! For what?" "Well, you will get to know but not now." Willow shrugged. Leaving that thought aside, for now, Lilian again tried to refuse to have the dresses but Willow didn't budge anyway. Willow had gotten relieved after seeing not Lahaina but Lilian with Shane. Now it was supposed to be easier for her to get what she wanted..