Leaning Willow Novels & Stories

That applied to both Nebula Group and Willow. Willow only smiled without any explanation. Meanwhile, Natalie shifted her gaze between Jeffrey and Willow. What was he talking about? The chance encounter at the mall didn't affect Willow that much. On her way home, she bought a bunch of white calla lilies, which she placed in a crystal vase on her bedside. They looked fresh, and Blair gushed about how beautiful they were. She complimented Willow's handiwork, too. Willow turned the vase with a light smile on her face.

The absurdity of the situation hit Willow all at once. … It was almost 10:00 p.m. when Willow got home. She tossed her car keys and bag onto the floor in the entryway, wandered barefoot into the house, and sat on the couch for a while before heading to the shower. She removed her makeup in front of the mirror, revealing her naturally beautiful face. She threw the makeup wipe into the trash and cranked the shower to full blast. The bathroom echoed with the rushing water, and soon the entire bathroom was steamy with heat.

~ Brax ~ Willow knew exactly what she was doing when she stepped into this shower with me. Yeah, I had a bad day yesterday and I have a lot on my plate right now. I guess she could tell I didn’t wake up feeling like myself this morning. Leave it up to my little minx to turn the whole entire day right-side up, and the way she did it, damn. I mean, she just finished milking my cock until I pumped a huge load inside her but fuck, I could already go again. I look at her beautiful body standing under the stream of water in the shower. The way she washes her body taking her time with all her perfect curves. She starts on her hair and her whole body stretches as she lifts her arms to scrub her scal

“You’ve been quiet tonight. Is everything alright?” “More than alright.” Elaine leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I’m just… appreciating the view.” Her eyes lingered on the gentle swell of Willow’s breasts beneath the apron, then dipped lower, tracing the curve of her hip. A faint blush crept up Willow’s neck. She turned back to the sink, scrubbing a carrot with unnecessary vigor. “Elaine, darling, what are you talking about?”

Landon muttered as he opened Willow's diaper and held onto his breath. ‘Well she's the only one who can really deal with this.... this haphazard of yours and calling Catherine means getting a two hour berating for forgetting her lesson,I know she showed you how to use a diaper'.Lucas pressed further. Landon ignored him and managed to take Willow's diaper off which left stains of her waste on his bed and his shirt. He made a mental note to have the maid burn the sheets,his shirt and scatter the ashes in a faraway lagoon while he wiped off the remaining waste on Willow's little buttocks.

The sound of the lotion being worked into her flesh was making my ears ring. "Ohhh... yes! Right there, Eddie!" Mrs. Willow wailed, her hands reaching up to grip the sides of the lounge chair. "Rub it! Make me leak for the newbie! Mmmmnnnnn… show her what a real man's touch feels like! Yeahhhh…. Ahhhh ahhhh yesss!"

Roman took over the hearth to prepare the morning meal while Willow lingered in the washroom, letting the hot spray of the cleanser wash over her skin. Now that she was alone, the harrowing echoes of the previous night surged back like a flood. Her fingers gripped the stone edge of the basin until her knuckles turned white. She fought to suppress the memory, but the betrayal was too heavy to shove aside.

"Where? I don't even know where you are yet. Why does it feel like I'm dead?" "You're not dead, Blake. At least, not yet." "So am I going to die? I need answers? Where's Hailey?" "Come closer, come sit with me." After the sound of the last words were spoken, I looked up and saw a silver-green light peeking out from a willow tree in the distance. It was the most majestic weeping willow I had ever seen in my life. Instead of the average 12 meters, this willow was extremely so tall that I couldn't even see the top of it from afar. It's tall, lanky branches majorly hang down to the ground, covered in sponge green leaves.

Not anymore. Dante rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned the top of his shirt as he sprinkled peppermint for the final touches. He stepped into the living room just as the door to the bathroom opened and Willow stepped out of the steam. She wore Janice's fluffy white robe, the water dripping from her hair still, but she looked better now.

I head in to have a shower to relax a bit before I lay down to get some shut eye for tomorrow, I need all the rest and energy I can get. I step out of the bathroom after my shower and Willow is sitting at the edge of the bed looking like pure temptation and a goddess of seduction, she’s sitting in a purple lace night gown that is lace and I can see she clearly has nothing on under it, her perfectly round bre*sts and pink ni**ples just call out to my lower head and boy do I answer her call.