Adept Nudes Novels & Stories

One hand gripped my ass, pressing against the plug, making me whimper into his kiss. “Pool. Now.” He led me down the wide marble steps to the infinity pool. Without a word, Adrian stripped… shirt, pants, until he stood gloriously naked, his cock already hard. He stepped into the water and held out his hand. I let the black silk dress slide off my shoulders and pool at my feet. Naked except for the plug, I walked down the steps, into the water. Adrian pulled me against him, his mouth crashing into mine again. His hands roamed… squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples until I gasped, then sliding down to grip my ass. He tugged at the plug, twisting it, and I moaned loudly.

Both hands locked above her head. She bucked wildly, chest heaving. “You fucking bastard!” I leaned down until our noses almost touched, letting her feel every inch of my weight. “Is this what you want, Adele?” My free hand slid up her side, over the thin fabric of her dress, and closed around one full breast. I squeezed—hard. “Is this why you’ve been eyeing other men?” Her nipple was already peaked beneath the fabric. I rolled it between my fingers, then pinched, sharp and sudden.

Exposed in the slanting afternoon light. Adele stripped herself—hoodie, tank, bra, jeans, panties—clothes hitting the floor in a careless pile. Naked, she was a mirror of Nora at twenty-one: leaner, sharper, but the same full breasts, same curve of hip, same constellation of freckles across collarbones.

How come it's just starting to register in my mind that I'll eventually have to bear his pups? "Don't worry, there is no pressure here." Adele assured me as she leant back on her seat. She was cute and was the fine definition of who I'd always want to be_ her proud piercings; her visible tattoos; and her style. She just had this air of freedom and confidence around her that made her especially adorable. "And this is Guy." She pointed to the other guy who had kept mute all along. He acknowledged me with a nod and said nothing after that. Although he had this clean-cut appearance that made him look more decent than the rest, he was most probably difficult to get along with.

I tease, taking off my suit. “Yes, let do this,” Adam smiles, as I stand before him naked. “Come on, let me see,” I say, waiting for him. He takes off his jacket, shirt and tie. The goddess is a good craftswoman. His body is chiseled like stone and damn, is it hot! When he drops his pants, I almost lose my breathe. The goddess didn’t just stop at his face, chest, and abs. She made his dick a work of art as well.

Aderaldo's face was flat and expressionless, but that damn bastard still looks so handsome in a black tuxedo. 'If he is a nice guy, maybe I could have fallen in love with him. Handsome face, rich, almost perfect human being. Unfortunately, the reality is not as beautiful as expected. He's just an asshole with no heart or feelings. Destroying everything at will. He's the Jerk Billionaire, Damn!' Naara thinks. Naara feels annoyed herself, subconsciously slamming the magazine she was holding onto the table. The middle-aged woman sitting at the secretary's desk jumps in surprise, coinciding with the exit of a beautiful woman from Aderaldo's office.

She blinked, “I’m not a slut.” “Oh for fuck’s sake, shut up. Calling people that exchange nudes sluts is wrong you dimwit. And you are a slut, I’ve read your texts with him and I even got horny!! I didn’t even know you could text dirty things. Just send him a nude, you have an amazing body and I’m sure he’d love to see, don’t just show your face yeah?” “But I don’t know how to take nudes, what am I supposed to do or wear?”

He had his other hand on his length, already stroking slowly. Imaging Seb body was pretty fun. He imagined him having a cute little bare bum, sexy muscular legs, his washboard abs, his biceps that are hard as rocks, his back muscles.... oh god. Adom had a bit of a back fetish, he would literally die if he seen his back muscles in the bare. He would probably have a mess in his pants to be honest. He had to let out a strangled moan as he stroked, he was feeling pretty damn good.

Eden who is famous for his power and power throughout the pack in the Scandinavia area is also known as the loneliest Alpha, having not met the Luna. Whereas Moon Goddess always gives every Alpha a clue about the existence of the eternal partner of the Werewolf pack leader in the alpha's adolescence. The clue is a mark on the forehead of each Werewolf that will shine when near his Mate. Only valid at Gamma level in blue, Beta in green and Alpha in gold. Likewise, the Mate will emit a similar beam. Not finding Luna as his Mate keeps Eden in another Alpha threat, in order to seize Eden's power and declare absolute power if he defeats Eden. One of them is Yagur, the Alpha whose territory is clo

His face was contorted in an expression she had never seen before—wild, almost feral with intensity. With growing trepidation, Claire began to look through the photographs, each one a shocking assault on her senses. Her hands trembled as she saw images of Aiden with another woman, the scenes captured in stark, unrelenting detail. The photos were explicit and brutal: Aiden fucking her roughly, his hands gripping her body with a force that seemed more about possession than passion. Another image showed him canning her, the woman’s back arched in pain, red welts rising on her skin with each strike. Claire could almost hear the crack of the cane, the silent screams echoing in her mind.