Alyssa Violet Nude Novels & Stories

It tasted faintly of honeysuckle and something else, something deeper and more mysterious. As the music resumed, a slow, sultry ballad filled the air. Adrian’s hand tightened around my waist, guiding me closer. Our eyes met for a beat longer than necessary. They were a curious shade of hazel, flecked with gold like the first rays of dawn. A warmth spread through me, a blush creeping up my neck. “May I?” he asked, his voice a low murmur. I simply nodded, my voice inexplicably stolen. He dipped his head, his lips brushing my ear. “You have the most beautiful eyes, Annalisa,” he whispered, his breath sending a jolt through me.

The way she looked so innocent and cute as she stretched her hands in the air made his heart jump in excitement. Sitting beside Annabelle on the grass, Ashley laid down flat, her gaze fixed on the sky, Henry laid beside her and finally, Annabelle too. Staring at the sky alone made her feel somehow relieved. It was like her muddled thoughts were clearing bit by bit, but she couldn't get her mind of those eyes. The green and purple eyes. Even if the purple eyes had been her imagination, was the green eyes her imagination too? No! Alex had green eyes for real.