Amber Odonnel Nude Novels & Stories

I followed the scent and stopped short when I saw who it was. Damon. He'd taken off the tank top he was wearing earlier. Completely shirtless now. Standing very close to the rain. His muscles glistened under the water. His abs were tight and defined. His shoulders were broad. His chest was perfectly sculpted. The water that touched his body traced every line and curve of his body. His hair was dark and a little wet, falling over his forehead. His eyes, deep and slightly intimidating, glowed under the dim outdoor light.

She stirred her drink with a silver spoon, releasing fragrant herbs that filled the room with an intoxicating aroma, before she took a sip. Tobin and Ataz looked far more relaxed than I had ever seen them. Tobin, with his dark inky hair, was wearing nothing but some black shorts, his sculpted bare chest glistening in the sun for all to see. I saw a mix of tattoos around his skin. Similar to Cal’s, but they didn’t move the ways his did. These drew you in like a fire, seductive and deadly. He ran a hand casually through his hair, leaning against the marble counter as he eyed Odette.

said a male voice from afar, away from Adriana's line of sight. Luna Mona's head snapped in Adriana's direction, giving her a death stare. Adriana was so used to spending days without being allowed to bathe, that she just realized that perhaps she stank and couldn't even notice it. Images of her future punishment were already materializing in her head. "What smell?" Rhonda said in a high-pitched voice, sounding a little panicky. "Lavender? It's beautiful," the man replied. "Oh, that's just how I smell," Rhonda said teasingly. "I'll be right back, Alpha Rowan."

Oriaga had some business that required him to be home for the night. Or, let's say, the business of disturbing his wife's deep sleep. The room lights had indeed gone out, only the nightlight on the surface of the drawer as Amanda's light. Although it was dark, Oriaga could still recognize the room. He walked over to the dressing table and reached for the perfume he had been holding when Amanda had a video call with Nadine. Ever since he smelled the perfume, Oriaga liked it, and now he sprayed the perfume on his neck before putting it back.

Roman’s breath hitched. Elodie leaned back against the leather seat, eyes locked on his as she slid two slender fingers down her flat stomach and over her swollen mound. “Watch me, Mr. Ashford,” she whispered seductively. She parted her slick folds with her fingers, showing him everything—her pink, dripping inner lips, her tight little hole already clenching with need, and her swollen clit peeking out. A thick strand of her creamy arousal stretched and broke as she dipped her middle finger inside herself, moaning softly at the wet sound.

She moaned slightly at first but her moans got louder and louder the more he talked and touched her. As Oberon got further down her body he could smell that she was aroused and the droplets of sweat were forming at her pussy. Oberon got onto the bed between Rhonda's legs. Her pussy looked amazing and as the feather circled above her pussy it just looked so very juicy. Without thinking Oberon reached down and his hand found his neglected cock and started masturbating himself. He had done so on many occasions to pictures of her pussy so he seemed to forget where he was.

And besides that he closed his heart for emotions such as love, a long time ago and went only in search of the female species when he was in need of one. Famous Italian mafia Don, notoriously known as the "Angel¨ (of death!") depending on the situation!.... 36 years of age, a handsome devil with the smile of an angel, if he wants too! Smoldering orbs who could make women's panties drop in seconds by a mere look of his, a sharp stumbled jawline, short dark hair in the neck with some longer strands on top of which women often loved to grab during sex…. A greek body to drool over with toned abs and a v-line to linger your

ENYINNAYA A lot of questions run through my mind as I sit in my office, with my iPod in my ear, Omah Lay's Bad influence sounds directly into my ears, while I keep staring at the picture of the lady that is my screen saver; Iris Adelana. She is dressed in a white bum short and a bikini bra. Her long, full hair that is left unpacked forms an afro on her head, giving her diamond shaped face, a fullness. Her black skin glowed with the wetness of the beach water on her skin and, an added effect from the sun of that afternoon. Her long, legs ended in foots that were bare of any foot wear except the beach sand on which they stood. She exuded innocence, femininity and strength in one picture, she w

She pulled open her drawer and brought out her hair dryer, she turned it on and started to dry his hair. Adonis felt aroused by Mary's closeness, her scent and her looks reminded her of flowers, fresh beautiful flowers in a garden that had just opened and spread beautiful colours and scents in the whole environment. He could smell her shampoo on her hair which had scattered all over his face as she leaned towards him while drying his hair. The top she wore was quite low so he could see a quite a measure of her cleavages, and the upper part of her breast whenever she bent down. She had no bra on so he could see her nipples popping from her top.

Ondina “YES!” Ondina screamed. Her moans becoming labored breathing with light squeaks. Her eyes rolled back as her walls began to tighten and relax around him frantically. “Oh, god!” Ondina shouted as a strong orgasm violently broke through her. Unable to control herself, her body began to buck under him, and he held onto her hips, keeping her in place as he continued to ram into her. Another orgasm raked through her, turning her moans into screams.