Naughty Jessica Novels & Stories

Jessica moved in closer to Jeremy and began stroking his face with her long fingernails. Jeremy reacted with disgust and threw her hands away. "Get away from me, Jessica, you make me sick." Jeremy then turned to leave, just breathing the same air as her made his feel like throwing up. He was completely oblivious to the sly grin that Jessica was wearing. "Oh... Brother... You are going to belong to me... Just give it a few more moments." Jessica said to herself. "Everyone in my immediate environment consists of psychopaths and maniacs. I can't believe I let go of the one person in my life who could be considered normal!"

No script. Jessica sat with her hands in her lap. A woman named kara, the host, smiled warmly. "Just speak from your heart", she said gently. "People will feel that". Jessica nodded. But when the camera light blinked red, her throat locked. Kara asked the first question. "Jessica, the world knows you as Romeo Blackwood's wife. But who were you before all this?" Jessica took a shaky breath. "I was a girl with big dreams and small chances. My mother died when i was thirteen. My father..... wasn't someone i could count on".

Deacon chuckled and hopped onto Wynn’s back so that he could speed him back to the higher council. Wynn arrived back in New York two days later and took Deacon straight to go see Jessica. Jessica opened her dorm door and when she saw the two of them she slammed it shut again. “Not today.” Wynn knocked on the door again. “Jessica, come on. Stop acting like a bloody teenager.” Jessica opened the door. “In case you don’t know, I am nineteen and that makes me a teenager,” she spat and slammed the door again but Wynn put his foot in the way and shoved Deacon inside.

Im so stressed that I seek solace to my little sister. Celiza and her little sister, Bliss, ventured into their secret hideaway—a hidden treehouse nestled high in the branches of a majestic oak tree. The treehouse, a sanctuary of their imaginations, was adorned with colorful ribbons and twinkling lights. Giggles filled the air as they climbed up the ladder, their anticipation growing with every step.

I feel Jessica tug my hand and pull me to the dance floor. We both agree not to drink since we want to remember every moment we have.When we make our way to the dance floor, we begin to dance to the music. I throw my hands in the air and bring it down my body in a sexual manner. Jess indicates with her finger that she wants me closer and I move closer to her. She grabs me by my waist and spins me around. I begin to grind her and the dj plays our song Nasty girl by The Notorious B. I. G

“What about Otsana? I didn’t come here to get comfortable, Jessica. I came to take her back.” Jessica sighed, her expression patient but tired. “Relax, Ralph. I’ll go get her for you. You can’t go there yourself. There are guards everywhere, but I can get past them. I’m Noah’s sister, remember?” Before I could argue, Jasper stepped forward, a mischievous grin on his face. “You’re amazing, Jessica. Seriously. You’re brave, smart, and honestly… beautiful.” Jessica’s cheeks turned pink as she glanced at him shyly. “Thank you, Jasper. That’s… sweet of you.”

“Tegan told me that the Old Luna had asked her to arrange the Gala instead of me. Good luck replacing me now, bitch.” Her friends laughed with her, though with less fervor. “She’ll just find a room full of trash.” “Which is what she deserves.” Jessica emerged from the changing booth dressed in a skin-tight dress that showed off her curves. She was stunning but her cruel expression ruined her beautiful face with an ugly twist of her lips. “Because the trash belongs with the other trash!” one of the girls tittered. “She really is trash though.” Jessica’s eyes gleamed as climbed onto a pedestal and turned to admire her figure in the tri-fold mirror. “Have I told you about her mother, yet?”

exclaimed Dean, the man next to Jessica. Jessica, who was still analyzing everything, was shocked and turned her head, "Do you think I want my career ruined? Of course not! There's a modeling award coming up soon, I don't want to lose my trophy! That's why I'm doing this, to get the media's attention on me! Wait a minute, who's Mummy Stefi are you talking about? Are you cheating on me behind my back, Dean?" said Jessica with a giggle.

“I just want to know what you want.” Jessica leaned forward, elbows on the table, her long crimson nails gleaming against the dim gold lighting. “Good. Because I’m not interested in friendship either, trust me, I'm way past that.” She took another slow sip of her cocktail, not taking her eyes off Jamie. “What I'm interested in is burning Raine Weston to the ground.” Jamie’s eyes narrowed. “What exactly do you want from me?” Jessica tilted her head. “I saw what you did at the auction. The little phone stunt? Clever.”

Embarrassed with herself and hands around her still, ; she spun around faster than needed and clumsily tripped falling face first on the ground but Lucas was quicker to jump and grab her and they both rolled on the ground Jessica gasped ,her eyes shut closed waiting to hit her face; surprising that didn't happen; instead she felt her face buried into a warm strong chest; as lucas grabbed her midway and fell on the ground she opened her eyes to find herself naked, breasts pressed against Lucas’ bare torso , a hand behind her head and the the other strongly wrapped around her and something poking at her belly Heat rush through her entire body and up to her cheeks as she buried her face