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But the moment my eyes adjusted to the shadows, the breath completely vanished from my lungs. Dante was standing near the edge of his bed, completely half-naked. He had stripped out of his dress shirt, leaving his broad, muscular chest and deeply cut torso entirely bare. His skin was a map of raw power—defined muscles, dark tattoos tracing down his arms, and a collection of jagged scars that spoke of a very violent past. Panic and embarrassment slammed into me at the same time. "Oh my god—I’m sorry! I didn't know you were—" I scrambled to spin around and face the door, my cheeks burning with a fierce, blinding blush, but as I turned, a splash of stark crimson caught my eye.

When I hesitated, he narrowed his eyes at me. "I don't like to repeat myself, Layla. Do what I told you to do right now." He said, his voice stern. I immediately took off my clothes, standing naked in front of him. Gingerly climbing on the kitchen countertop, I spread my legs as wide as I could allow and brought my fingers to my pussy. Something about being completely naked in front of Dante while his clothes was still on made me feel a different kind of vulnerability that had me throbbing and horny.

Ricardo watched her, taking in her beauty. "You are gorgeous, " he cupped her right breast, she shivered and moaned in pleasure. "Do they hurt?" Ricardo whispered when he noticed how she flinched each time he fondled her breast. "A-a little," she replied and Ricardo massaged her more softly, Alana's hair fell to the front covering Ricardo's face a little. His other hand moved down to her waist. Alana wanted more. And when both had stripped naked, ricaddo took her to the lounge and placed her on the large couch. In the past Alana would feel ashamed to be seen naked by Ricardo, but she didn't care as she let him do what he wanted with her.

I said. "Whatever, meet the ladies," Alanna said, peeling her red bra away from her chest and showing off her large, perky breasts. They were big, round and firm, her nipples a dull pink and pointing out proudly. On anyone else I would have guessed she had had a boob job they were so perky and globular, but I'd known her my entire life and had watched those puppies grow. Her light body hair trailed down her chest and diminished on her tits, her slightly tanned skin puckered with goosebumps. Alanna quickly undid her jean shorts, pushing them down and then spinning in place to show off her matching red lacy thong, full ass beautifully framed. "Oh yeah, and you were all saying I have nice asset

With ferocious eyes, he shot back. Lena was desperate to talk, to urge Nathan not to worry about her, but she was unable to release even a single syllable. She could only cry and itch her fingers on the ground….sitting naked. Dante scoffed as he followed his gaze over her body. "Grab her while you can," he scowled right away. His eyelids shot up, allowing him a perfect view of Nathan. “Take her if you dare…” he repeated.

I reached down in an attempt to pull them off. “No, leave them.” Dante removed his pants and boxer briefs. There he was standing before me naked, looking like a Greek God. Sandy blonde hair, light brown eyes flashing gold, his Lycan close to the surface. Toned hard thighs, giving way to the most perfectly hard cock I had ever laid eyes on. I watched as he took another deep breath of my scent. His scent pushing out of him with every deep breath he took. “Cupcake, your scent is delicious. I can’t get enough of it.”

I’ve seen enough women undressed and exposed by now not to stare, but somehow I can’t. Alana has one of those Hollywood goddess bodies that would make most models jealous, like something straight out of a magazine cover with a beautiful face to match. High cheekbones, full lips, soft brown eyes and thick lashes that accentuate them and make them appear even more alluring. Rumor has it that she’s ninety percent plastic and liposuction, but I couldn't care less. A body like hers should be worshiped, not questioned.

he exclaimed as he looked at me, his eyes roaming my body and making me wetter by second, I bit my lips as he looked at me. All I wanted was to be naked with the gorgeous man, all I did was gasp and sigh loudly as they looked at Anaya’s paintings, there was a way how Anaya was free around Dante than Mateo. She rarely showed her work to Mateo. “And who is this?” Dante asked. “That is you, with teddy,” she replied. “Really, why.. did you paint me in your family portrait book,” he asked, his voice stunned to his thoughtful Anaya was.

There's class in limited access and I liked to keep it that way but gossips like the Coral Writer, a popular anonymous blogger had painted me black already. I don't care anyway, I know I'm not available to everyone and that's enough for me. "Maybe some other time Valerie. Come on, let's join the rest." I said leading a disappointed her, out to the garden where my other friends have been hanging out since we got back from school. I joined them but my mind was still focused on the name in the notebook . Alana Delaware. (LANA'S POV) I turn around and throw his shirt casually on the bed and I walk slowly towards him. I place an arm around his wet and muscular chest which prompts me to stand on t

I have never craved for a man as much as I craved for him at that moment, and all I want is for him to raise my dress and make me regret wanting him to stay away from me. Dante does not disappoint. He lifts my dress, letting it hang my waist, and then his large hand explores my backside. I take in my lower lip, fighting the moan that wants to escape my lips. My eyes are shut, and I am enjoying this more than I should.