Ariana Drew Nudes Novels & Stories

the tutor called Arianne out with a rap on the drawing board. Breaking out of her trance, Arianne forced herself to pick up her pencil. She wanted to draw Mary. After all, Mary treated her the best aside from her parents. As she drew, however, the person on her drawing board had actually transformed into Mark Tremont, unable to leave her mind.

"Take off your clothes." Aria's breath caught. "What?" "Your clothes. Take them off. I need to see what I'm working with. This is an audition for a nude modeling position. If you're not comfortable being naked in front of me, this isn't going to work." Aria's hands trembled as she reached for the hem of her shirt. She'd known this was coming, had prepared herself mentally, but actually stripping in front of this famous, intense, devastatingly attractive man was different than she'd imagined.

"By the time we're done with you, maybe you'll be ready to love him again." Just then, the warehouse door swung open. A familiar figure walked in. Ariana. She wore an elegant black dress, a triumphant smile on her face. "Well, well, look what we have here," she purred, crouching in front of me. "I came to admire my handiwork. To see the 'perfect' Sandra brought so low." "What are you doing here?" I snarled. "I came to admire my masterpiece," she said, crouching in front of me. "To see what the 'perfect' Sandra looks like now."

Pushed her away. Because wanting her was dangerous. Because loving her… that was fatal. I stood from the bed slowly, my bare feet hitting the cold marble floor. Arianna’s eyes dipped to my chest, lingering just long enough to make my skin heat under her gaze before she scoffed and turned away. “Staring now, are we?” I taunted. “Please,” she said over her shoulder. “I’ve seen better chests on stable boys.” I narrowed my eyes. “You’re playing a dangerous game, little mouse.”

Ariana looked deeply confused while Maddison laughed harder like the devil himself possessed him. I genuinely considered murdering him right at that moment, eventually Ariana grabbed my hand excitedly before dragging me toward the bed again. "Look!" she announced proudly while showing me several drawings scattered across the blanket. "I made all these yesterday!" She must've drawn all these with the things Zachary brought for her, I sat beside her carefully while looking through them one by one. Most were colorful princesses, cats, cartoon flowers, and somehow one extremely violent drawing of Maddison being attacked by pigeons.

Pierce teased, licking Arianna’s ass cheeks from the bottom to the top in an attempt to soothe away the pain. “No, he didn’t,” Arianna lowly sighed. “And why not?” Pierce asked, sliding his fingers back into her tight channel. He pulled them out and sucked them into his mouth, releasing his fingers with a loud pop. “Why didn’t he enjoy his nudes, Arianna?” Pierce asked again as he massaged her insides. “H-he never got them.” “What a shame,” Pierce drawled, giving Arianna’s slit a languid lick. Arianna was in Heaven, and if being naughty got her this kind of treatment, she was fully prepared to act a donkey all the time.

And by someone, he meant Daisy. She nodded, a small. And just as she turned to leave, the towel around her body ‘slipped.’ It was a deliberate move. It was done easily. The fabric dropped to the ground. Arianna stood completely naked in front of him. Her hands were half-covering herself, and her cheeks were painted in embarrassment. Vincenzo’s eyes did not move to her body. He felt no desire at all. His gaze hardened, locking onto her face with a look of pure disgust.

Maria couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous of Ariana. “I can’t do that.” Ariana protested. When Maria told her not to wear anything, Ariana literally thought about wearing nothing under the gown. The moment Daniel would take the dress off her, she would stand entirely naked right in front of his eyes. She was flustered just from the thought itself.

Dom Kane ordered. Arianna’s hands were shaking as she reached for the straps on her dress. She pulled them down and had to peel the tight dress off her curvy body. She didn't mean to, but she ended up jiggling her ass while she pulled it down. Each of the men were smiling at her, one even rubbing his hands as Arianna stood in front of them in just a thong, bra, and high heels. "Do you have the plug in?" Dom Kane asked.

What mattered was that during these few days away, he really missed Ariana's body. "Did you put some kind of drug on yourself?" Spencer leaned in to kiss her neck. "Or did you use a perfume that makes people addicted?" Ariana really didn't want to do anything more. She was exhausted. "Yes. I also specialize in sucking people's blood," Ariana said. "Just get ready to be drained." "You're quite a cunning one." Spencer laughed. "If that's the case, I didn't have enough last night. I can still do a few more rounds. Are you up for it?"