Alex Cooper Nude Novels & Stories

he says quietly. But his eyes don’t leave mine. Not even for a second. "I want to sleep, but apparently weed makes me horny." I say to him then I stand my phone on the headboard and pull off my dress. I'm naked, my breasts full and bouncing as I get back on the bed siting in front of the camera. Only wearing a lace underwear. I watch Alex sit up and his eyes darken and dilate.

an idea that would make him get Alicia just for him. Alex stripped all of the girl's clothes, left her lying in her underwear, yes… he would leave it like that. He then put Alicia's head in his arms, and with the other arm he hugged her stomach. Touching Alicia's nude belly made him hot and cold, this isn't as easy as he thought, his desire rose suddenly, made his heartbeat very fast and made him unable to sleep. Argh ...

Alexei looks antsy as he stands against the wall with a cigarette dangling from his lips while Viktor seems calm. Well, nothing bothers Viktor from what I can see anyway. Viktor nods his head to another SUV two spaces down from mine and I see two people getting out to walk toward us. Tall, tanned, with tattoos on his knuckles, suave in a fitted black suit with the top two buttons of his shirt open. Dark hair slicked back, and piercing crimson eyes. He looks the part, at least. “What’s with all the stress in your scent?” I ask Alexei, greeting him with a clap on the shoulder. “You’d think they’ve come here to kill us all.”

We stopped right next to a boulder and Alex helped me onto it so I could sit down. "Do you want me to change now?" he asked, looking up at me. I nodded enthusiastically at him. Alex pulled one corner of his mouth up, forming a half smile that made his face look younger. Then suddenly Alex took off his black shirt, the bruises left over from his sparring with Vincent had faded drastically from his big and athletic body. My eyes were fixed on the muscles in his arms and six-pack abs that moved every time Alex raised his hand. It was only when his hand unbuttoned his jeans that I realized what he was about to do. "Uhhh... Alex, are you going to let go of everything here?" My voice sounded a lit

Just as they were about to make a move, Graham rushed forward to stop Tiger and his men and told Alexis, “What are you trying to do? You went against the rules by smoking and fighting in the workshop. Those are enough to get you fired!” “Fire me?” Alexis snorted in amusement. “You’re thinking about firing me and threatening me with the rules? Graham, oh Graham, you’re so interesting. Did you think I’d take a threat? “Fire me? I’ll tell you now, I quit! I’m f*cking rich now!” Alexis then accessed his phone and showed his bank account balance to Graham and everyone around them. “See? I’m rich! I have 80 thousand dollars. I won 80 thousand dollars from the lottery.

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

ALEX One of them was seated on the king-sized bed, favoring a vape in his hands, dressed in a three-piece navy suit. The other one was shirtless, standing, and seemed deep into whatever he was reading from his phone. He had bold tattoos drawn from his arms to his chest. The last one had a black shirt hanging on his shoulder, but he was yet to put it on. He had just one tattoo drawing, on his heart area, like a comic parody of — is that Cat Woman?

“Cover them in cum. Mark me like your whore.” He groaned and sped up, the wet slapping of his cock between my breasts filling the room. After a few minutes he pulled back and aimed at my face. Thick ropes of cum shot across my tits, my neck, and my open mouth. I swallowed what landed on my tongue, the rest painting my skin white. I was a complete mess again—cum dripping from my holes, cum all over my tits and face. Alex looked down at me with dark, satisfied eyes. “Stay right there,” he said. “I’m getting hard again already. This weekend is far from over.”

"Why not! I can't wait to punch your face." Aleksandr shook his head with a smile and removed his T-shirt in one swift moment flashing his perfectly shaped body with eight-pack abs to Aria whose eyes travelled on his clean masculine chest. He had perfectly tanned and hard skin. Aria swallowed. She was panting hard because of punching but her breath laboured more as she eyed his erotic navel and happy trail running down to his lower sculpted region to his manly part and her gaze turned heated. "Enjoying the show, Tigritsa?" He asked mockingly.

When we managed to find our way to the front of the ring, I could see why they were excited. Alex was shirtless, his dark jeans hanging so low on his waist that the v-line led down, giving people ideas of what was in those trousers. His muscles were toned from years of war, and he had few scars, probably from fighting as a wolf. He was fighting two men expertly. Ducking to avoid being punched by the green-eyed man while hitting the larger one squarely in the jaw somehow simultaneously.