Paige Vanzant Having Sex Novels & Stories

He looked up at me, our eyes locking for a significant moment before he leaned down and whispered something to his wife. I took a deep breath as he started towards me. "So," Bill sat next to me, "I just had the most interesting conversation with Carlton Perry." "Paige is not having sex with Coach Dalton." Bill's mouth dropped open. "I, um, I would hope not, but are you sure?" "Yes, I am extremely sure." "So the pictures he was telling me about?" I gave him an explanation of the circumstances around Sandy taking Paige home. "So they were together, alone. And you're not worried at all."

Seeing Zach, who was always strong and agile, looking so weak and vulnerable, she felt emotional and began to cry. As her tears fell on his face, Zach opened his eyes and saw her. "Paige, what happened? Why are you crying?" He asked. He looked around the room and recognized that it was his beach house. "What is it? What happened, Paige?" "Are you okay?" She asked him. "Are you fine, Mr. Zach? Do you feel better?" "I feel weak, but I'm okay," he replied. "Tell me, what is it?" "Nothing really," she said. "It's just that I went to Miss. Hailey's house, I walked into the room, and I saw the both of you naked and about to have sex."

I could feel my heart beat on my chest slowly. I listened to it silently as the quietness of the room consumed me. I just had sex with Valentia. I just told her I love her. How could I be so stupid. She was married. God! "Hey... you good...?" I nodded slowly not even caring to look at her, "yeah.. I'm good." "Did you guys talk?" I didn't respond. "God.. did you talk or did you have sex..? please tell me you didn't have sex with Valentia Olwethu...!" Paige said and I got up into a sitting position then looked at the girl, "what? Where were you?"

The morning after her encounter with Harrison Blake, the forty-fourth floor felt less like a corporate office and more like a high-altitude interrogation room. Every time the heavy glass doors swung open, Maya’s shoulders stiffened. Every time Julian Vance looked up from his multi-monitor display, his amber eyes cutting through the glass partition separating their desks, she felt the phantom weight of Marcus’s camera lens, though she didn’t know it existed.

“And yet, you look more like a virgin than a pervert.” That sobered her up a bit. “I—what?” Before she could say anything else, she blurted, “I want to have sex with you. I’m all yours tonight.” Vincenzo raised a brow, then smiled. “If that’s what you want.” He stood up, lifted her into his arms effortlessly, and carried her through a side door. Her arms looped around his neck as her heart pounded so hard she could barely breathe. He kicked open a private room.

she tried to tease and Zayn stared at the door to Will's room, his voice staying lowered. "Both actually. It's also a sensitive topic for my boyfriend, so I want this to be handled carefully." Paige let out another sigh as she spoke with her voice still calm "I understand, but at this point the only way I can work with the informations you've given me is performing magic. And I don't have the wand to do that." "So you can't do it?" Zayn pressed the bridge of his nose and he waited as Paige gave it a thought. "Alright, just get me one thing. Uhhh, first, how did you get to know about this video?"

If she had not walked in on them, they'd have already proceeded to undressing themselves and fucking each other right in his office. “That is not the question I asked! ” Her face turned fiercer in her next statement, shocking both of them. Their mouths exclaimed wide out that they had to cover it up. “Paige, she has just explained what we were doing. Don't be like this. Anyways, what did you come for? You said you were taking two days leave and......” ‘Oh! That was why they chose to fuck each other right in his office?! All because she was going on a vacation for two days! How shameless of them! ’ Paige ridiculed them internally, still waiting for a response to the question raised earlier.

“Quinn and I had sex.” I retreated behind my sheets. Vanessa's jaw dropped. I saw her drag her laptop closer to her face as she peered at the screen. “WHAATTT???!!!” She shrieked so loudly that I had to move away from the laptop. “YOU HAD SEX?! WITH QUINN MCCULLOUGH??!!!” “Vanessa, you're yelling!” I shushed her. “HE FUCKED YOU?! SEX? ACTUAL SEX??!!” I was certain the people beyond this room could hear her loud and clear. “Vanessa, calm down…” I shushed her, trying not to laugh at how dramatic she was being.

she stuttered, her voice trembling. Amanda's grip on Paige's hand tightened. "What about him?" Paige took a deep breath before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just saw a video...on T*****r...of him sleeping with some random woman at the 'Love in the Spotlight' show." Amanda's eyes widened in shock. "Oh no, Paige! I'm so sorry."

“Oh my God, you have. You lost your virginity to Dante Ashford. REALLY.” “Paige—” “No, wait. This is important. Was it good? Please tell me after three years of saving yourself for that asshole Marcus, at least the sex with the billionaire was good.” My face burns. “It was... intense.” “Intense good or intense bad?” “Good. Very good.”