Lilith Pleasant Novels & Stories

Liam I am back from hitting the gym. I feel alive and energized but I don't want to do any more work. I want to enjoy my weekend and the top thing on my list is to do that with Miss Manroe. For some reason, I want to spoil her. She was different from my usual dalliances, but I can't for the life of me explain why. Maybe it is because she is a blonde, which wasn't usually my type. Or maybe it was because her voice is so weirdly soothing. Or maybe it is because her floral perfume is dizzying in the most delightful sense of the word. I really honestly just can't tell.

I loved how exceptionally gentle she was being and when she began to massage me through my pants I couldn't help but drop a groan of satisfaction to express my content. Elena seemed to know what she was doing and I thought she looked really proud of herself. She disconnected the kiss and moved away from me, slowly undressing herself. I gazed at her perfect body and my insides flipped in unimaginable ways. How could one woman be so blessed? While she stood there topless, I proceeded to close the bedroom door, knowing that this could take a while and I truly wanted to avoid anyone walking into the room randomly while we were in the middle of the act.

*********Lilith POV******* As I walked past the mirror, I took a glance at my reflection and tried to smile, but my lips rebelled against me and I frowned at my image. Last night was beautiful and passionate, and I woke up feeling amazing. But after my talk with Atlas and hearing the depression in his voice, I don't feel so great anymore. All that I could think about now was how depressed he must be over another death of his uncle caused by me. It sucks to think about it, and I felt miserable with myself.

She was beautiful—even in low res. Perfect. Shaw: Where is she? Lilith: Near the police station. Hard to catch a cab. You’ll find her. Lilith: The money’s in your account. If you do well, I’ll throw in a bonus. Shaw: Say less. It’s a done deal. Lilith smiled and erased every trace of the chat. She stayed on the fake account, though. She wanted to watch the fallout. --- Not far from the station, Shaw slurped his last noodles and got on a rented electric bike. His scarred face twisted into a grin when he spotted a lone girl walking away, me. Even prettier than the picture. He licked his lips and made the call.

she says with an eye roll as she runs her fingers through her luscious hair; the innocent movement sends pure desire and lust shooting through my veins. Oh fuck, I have to have her. I needed to feel her pussy clenching my painfully erect cock. “Leonard.” I said, staring deep into her eyes. My voice is heavy with lust. She swallows visibly. “I’m Lillian.” She takes a couple of steps toward me and extends her hand. A fucking handshake? I would laugh if the gesture didn’t seem to perfectly fit the awkward and innocent image I’m already forming of this woman, and something about the simpleness of it is turning me on even more.

~VITTORIA~ “I think you’re misunderstanding, Miss Lilith Belluci. I honestly, like from the depth of the organ that pumps my blood, dislike you. Bitterly. Why do you always come here?” Yara, the most welcoming person I know said as she poked her head through the little open space of the door she held. I smiled at her, “Oh... If it isn’t Yara the angel whom the whole nation finds to be so kind and full of love. Imagine they finally find out you’ve been putting on a facade.” I said to her. “And your little princess business comes down to nothing.”

Might as well have some fun. “Okay, so how about you be a gentleman and let me light one with whatever magic you used.” This chick has a mouth. I almost smirk. I turn around and blink a few times when I realize it’s Lilith. Fuck me. She looks a lot hotter up close. She has just enough makeup to make her features stick out. Her eyes are so blue they remind me of sapphires. And her mouth is in a pout that makes me want to claim it for my own. And that body, I want to know what it tastes like.

I whispered in her ear, licking her ear lobe, “I... I think Mel and your brother are probably getting suspicious about our lengthy disappearance.” “I know what you want Lil, let me help you,” “Do you? Listen, I don't know who you think you are, coming up in here thinking I am an easy whore, but guess what I am a virgin who is probably never going to have sex, and I am ok with that, I don't know why everyone seems to think I want to get boned, I am fine.” She vented. “Lilith I can tell by the way you're pressing your legs together, that you're turned on, I can make you feel good, Just allow me to”

Lilith looked back down on the book, reading it. The urges. The need for touch, attention and sex—the need for pleasure. Lilith smiles as she watches Adrian clear his throat nervously. "Heat seems like fun." She placed her hand on his thigh, moving it up slowly, he turned to her. "You're enjoying my discomfort aren't you?" He questioned her, she shrugs, smiling. "Maybe a little, but don't worry we don't have to have sex yet, I'm sure you can find more inventful ways to pleasure me." She told him, her fingers trailing up his pants jeans, he shifts as the bulge in his pants became bigger, she smiles.

Grace places her hand in my own and the world around me fades away. Opening my eyes I find myself in this very cabin, but the sun is shinning brightly through the windows and beautiful green plants are blooming outside. A very pregnant Lilith is sitting on one of the chairs with several pillows propped behind her back and under her feet. Her blonde hair is in a long braid pulled over her shoulder and her eyes are glassy with tears. “What will I do?” She says absentmindedly as she strokes her hand over her stomach. A cheerful voice from behind me makes me jump. “If it is a girl you can stay in the coven,” I turn and see Grace with her beautiful raven hair flows freely down her back and a s