Reading With Jenna Novels & Stories

The sensation was almost too much to bear, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body as I struggled to maintain my composure. Jake’s lips curled into a knowing smirk as he watched me, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction at the sight of my arousal. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, how to tease and tantalize me until I was aching with longing for his touch. I whimpered softly, unable to contain the desperate hunger that burned within me. “She likes it slow, Page. She likes it when you rub her clit slowly while one finger teases her hole.” Jake said, sending a shiver of anticipation streaming through me, my body responding instinctively. My breath caught in my throat, my heart p

I could feel her eyes on me, studying me as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "You know, Jenna," Laura began, her tone almost sympathetic, "Keith is a good man. He's just trying to do the right thing." I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to snap back. Instead, I took a sip of my coffee, letting the bitterness ground me. "I know he is." Laura sighed, leaning against the counter. "Oh no, Jenna. You fail to see my point here." Jenna? How did she find out my name? Maybe she asked someone.

com> To: Vera Lee Subject: Hey :) i got your chat and figured you were better than i thought. i hope everything went well with the book transaction, or whatever you call it. enjoy the book! sincerely hoping it arrives earlier than schedule. i’ll be on the lookout for any deliveries, neighbor ;) might beat you to it this time I had to re-read his e-mail. It was eight in the morning and my brain was still catching some Zs. My whole body was practically sleeping still.

The waitress bought us two menus and Max ordered us two coffees. I was looking at the menu and he was looking at me. I turned more red if that was possible. I lifted the menu up to cover my face, he removed and folded the menu and put it to the side. " I want to see your beautiful face " he said "please don't talk like that people are here and can hear you " said Jenna uncomfortably " to bad you need to get use to it" he replied just as our coffee came. After giving the waitress our order.

"Can't you tell what I'm looking for? Do I look like someone who'd settle for an apartment? I want a mansion!" There were only a handful of viewers in the live stream, but they were all Jenna's die-hard fans. "Wow, Jenna, did you strike it rich? It's only been a few days since your last stream, and you've already moved up a whole social class?" Upon reading the flattery, Jenna became even more smug. Without even trying to hide the arrogance on her face, she pointed at a model and shouted, "That one. I'll be paying for it in full!"

"I've done nothing wrong. I agree to call off the engagement." Mark froze, completely taken aback. Then, a robotic voice echoed in my head, ‘The Thought Sharing feature has now been activated. Please choose who you want to share it with.’ Thought Sharing? The person I picked could hear Alice's thoughts, too? I looked at Mark, still in shock, and calmly touched my face. ‘I choose Mark.’ Right then, Alice's inner voice rang out again, just in time. 'Can you believe it? With just a little trick, Helen has given up on Mark all by herself?'

My face burned hot and I felt wet between my legs just reading it. I took the notebook and went straight to the attic. Ethan was already there, tuning his guitar. When I walked in, he smiled at first, but then he saw what I was holding. His face changed. “Jenna… what are you doing with that?” he asked, voice shaky. I held it up. “I found your secret journal. You wrote all these dirty things about me. About tying me up and… and fucking me. Is this really how you think about your stepsister?” My voice was a mix of mad and turned on. I felt embarrassed but also powerful.

I said, my voice a flat, lazy rasp as I walked deeper into the dining room, practically dragging Janessa along with me. I didn't take my usual seat at the far end of the table. Instead, I walked over to the two empty chairs right across from Caleb and Trevor. I reached out, grabbed the back of the heavy wooden chair, and pulled it out for Janessa. As she slid into it, her shoulders tense and her breathing coming in short, shallow hitches, I leaned down slightly. My mouth brushed against the shell of her ear, the sweet scent of her shampoo completely filling my head. "You're doing great, Little Raven," I whispered, my voice dripping with devastating smugness, loud enough to carry right across

She licked her lips as she read the part about the prince; he was tall, dark, handsome, and of course, charming. There was a knock on her door, and Mark peaked his head in. “Don’t forget, Jenna. Tomorrow, you told the twins you would take them to the history museum.” Jenna nodded, it was summer vacation, and The Morgs viewed her as a babysitter. Since she liked the Twins, she didn’t mind as much. Most of her friends were on vacation with their families anyway. “Goodnight,” Mark said. “Night,” Replied Jenna. She continued reading into the night and fell asleep with the book on her chest.

Cole noticed his sister’s smile fading at the mention of Andrew Pierce’s name so he quickly changed the subject, “Jenna Smith’s computer doesn’t have anything else worth looking at…. Hmm, what’s this, a book manuscript?” “I believe so. Jenna is a published author, she has a few books under her name,” Caroline explained.