Aaron Rodgers Nude Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, his other hand roamed freely over my body. All I could do was cry silently. No matter how much I pleaded for him to stop, he didn't let go. He continued what he was doing, even as he saw me crying. Until I realized that I was naked, sitting on the sofa. Rodrigo stood in front of me, looking at my body with desire. I felt ashamed, so I covered my chest and closed my thighs. But using his knee, Rodrigo spread my legs apart and removed my hands from my chest, placing them on the armrest. "R-Rod... please... stop..." I pleaded. But Rodrigo just stared at me lifelessly. He stood up properly and removed the towel covering half of his body. I looked away when I saw him naked.

Aaron's explanation wasn't very good because Victory did not understand what that means at all. "Did you leave her naked somewhere, Aaron?" Victory asked curiously, still covering her eyes with the palm of her hand. Aaron on the other hand, has no qualms parading his naked body in such a public space. He's fortunate that there were no other girls present. "No." Aaron replied, sounding surprised.

It only takes Sarah and Aaron’s relationship announcement to prompt me to stop scrolling. “What the hell am I doing?” I whisper to myself. I jump up and get dressed. I’m finding whoever started that account, even if I have to do it myself. It’s time for a new approach. I check clarentonsecrets for the newest post. “Caught! Aaron Rogers and Sarah Hilman are forced to make it official,” the caption reads. A picture of them and me in the doorway, wielding a wooden bat, taken from the view of his window, appears above the caption.

Things might be bleak, but there was no reason they couldn’t have fun. Looking her in the eye, he got rid of his sneakers and his belt; then off came the jacket, the t-shirt, and lastly his jeans. He was standing in front of her in his boxers. Keyah’s eyes had gone dark, and her arousal perfumed the air. His wolf nearly broke through. Hang in there for one second, buddy, Aaron told his wolf. Slowly, he slid his boxers down his hips, down his legs, until he was standing naked in front of Keyah.

Mathilda explained. "No! She is lying. I didn't kill her and what proof she has." Athena was confident that without any proof police won't touch her. "I have all the proofs of your illegal supplying of drugs and killing innocent children." Celestine nodded her head to Brad and he plugged the USB into the big projector. It was a short video clip where she choked a 10 years boy to death and threw his body to the wolf. The big screen flashed with photographs of Athena taking money for drugs and dagger in her hand.

His moist hair dangled over his forehead, and he was bare-chested. My eyes roamed his frame. Rodrigo was muscular; that wasn't new news, but he looked outstanding this morning. His pecs were sculptured to perfection, and some of the water dripping off his hair ran down the vertical line, demarcating his abs. His pants hung loosely around his waist, exposing his v-cut. I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild. “Are you checking me out?” He asked, dabbing his hair with a white towel, my white towel.

“I want you naked, Gina. Let me see you." Gina placed her hands under her, lifting herself from the bed. Then she slowly undid the laces of her shoes, using each foot to gently pull them off. Then she pulled her legs under her and sat, moaning as she pulled her shorts slightly, letting her throbbing clit come into view. “You want, Aaron?" she whispered as she slowly massaged it. “You want me naked, papi?" “Take them off," Aaron said with a low groan as he rubbed his crotch, feeling his cock through the fabric of his jeans.

I’m naked under a fresh silk robe, heart hammering so hard I feel it in my throat. Kane is already there, wearing only a black robe that hangs open at the chest, showing off his sculpted body. Lena sits behind the main camera, legs crossed, looking far too excited. “Drop the robe, Aria,” Lena says calmly. “We’re starting from the beginning. And this time… I want to feel how much you want him, even if you hate admitting it.” I let the robe fall. I’m completely naked in front of both of them. My heavy tits are exposed, nipples already stiff with unwanted arousal. My shaved pussy is glistening — visibly wet. I can feel their eyes on me.

Aaron said with a desperate groan, his jaw tightening as he tried to find a lie that would fix this. “It’s not what it looks like… yet your naked pictures are literally everywhere?” Tasha mocked, a harsh scoff escaping her lips. “The entire city is looking at photos of you in hotel rooms with cheap girls. I thought you loved me, Aaron? You swore to me that I was the only one.” “Yes! Yes, I loved you! I still love you!” Aaron insisted, taking another small step forward, his hands open in a pleading gesture.

However, when a wicked smile had spread across Aaron's face, she had realized that she had opened the door to one of his fetishes. Now, she was sitting on the kitchen counter, stark naked, with the exception of an apron that Aaron had already made sure to tangle around her waist and between her breasts, leaving her completely exposed as he smeared different parts of her body with chocolate. “The door is closed and your clothes are on the other bench.” he reminded her, nibbling on the nipple he had just cleaned "In case anyone arrives, you'll have enough time to get dressed and pretend you were feeding me some other way..."