Arielle Spring Nude Novels & Stories

I stepped beneath the spray, letting the hot water slam against my shoulders, my head leaning back against the wet stone as I tried to calm the roaring fire in my veins. Click. The bathroom door closed softly. Through the thick veil of steam, I watched the glass door of the shower swing open. Aria stepped inside. She had stripped out of the tactical gear entirely, standing completely bare before me in the mist. The hot water instantly cascaded down her smooth shoulders, flattening her dark hair against her back and highlighting the perfect, athletic curves of her body. She looked breathtakingly beautiful —a lethal goddess carved out of shadow and grace. She didn't hesitate.

Her fingers trembled as they hovered over her phone, re-reading his last message: Don’t touch yourself tonight, Ari. I want you trembling for me by tomorrow. She swallowed hard. Her body was on fire, her sheets damp with need, but she kept her promise. Barely. The next morning, Arielle dressed like sin. A black mini skirt. No panties. An oversized white shirt that still smelled like Xavier’s cologne, because it was his. She tied the ends in a knot just above her navel and left two buttons undone, exposing the deep curve of her cleavage.

Lying on the bed, her heart was pounding, she was obviously sleepy, but she couldn't sleep, and would always prick her ears to hear the movements of the person outside. 'Wow' About three or four minutes later, when she heard the sound of water, she thought he was going swimming. But she couldn't sleep more and more and wanted to watch him swim. Arielle feels that she is a lecherous girl, but at the moment of beauty, who can not be tempted? She is not a saint. Otherwise, just take a look at it quietly. Thinking like this, Arielle rolled over and got out of bed, quietly opened a little curtain, and looked into the pool outside through the gap. She saw that he had finished swimming and came up

Xander’s smile is almost a leer as he takes in our mate’s appearance. “You did tell me to be ready for tonight when you left me with the girls,” Arya says. She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra. I bite my lip as her bra falls to the ground and her tits bounce as they release from their bonds. Arya smiles at us, then turns toward the tub. She bends over, sticking her ass out and slowly removing her thong before stepping into the tub. My mouth falls open as I look at her perfect body, bent over just in front of me, her cheeks and lips open, showing her pussy and ass just begging for us to fill them up. Her pussy glistens with her arousal and I feel drool running down the corner of m

— It practically demands of her already. — Yes, really Henrico...? — My beauty, do this for me, will you? "Let me enjoy your beautiful view, I'll be outside watching." I'm sure it will be spectacular to see her inside the suspended transparent pool. “You will be my princess Ariel in the aquarium, but quite grown up and delicious naked. — Henrico!... — Mariane!... So she looks at me and goes to the pool stairs and up and then she takes off her robe, and finally her bikini.

"Answer him, Arielle. Tell us what you want." "I want you to fuck me," I gasped, the words escaping my lips in a rush of desire. "Please, I need you both." Ryan's fingers slipped inside me, and I cried out, my body clenching around him. "Such a good girl, asking so nicely." Aiden pulled out of my mouth, his eyes dark with lust. "Get on your hands and knees, Arielle. Show us that perfect ass." I complied, moving to my hands and knees, my body trembling with anticipation. Aiden moved behind me, his hands gripping my hips firmly. Ryan positioned himself in front of me, his length already hard and ready.

Chapter Three Arielle's POV. The Next Day. I wanted to see the person to whom I would be getting married to. I was just so curious to see him, and what he looked like. It would just be a few months, and I would be able to get any amount of help that I needed. I only have a little in my savings. This is one of the easiest ways for me to make more money. The man and I are not going to have anything to do with each other. All what we needed to do was act as if we were dating.

My chest throbbed with pain, and I felt a sudden closeness to her. Just like Vera had said, she was just like me. I turned to the next page and on it, was a picture of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. Her black, luscious hair trailed all the way down to her back. Her blue eyes shone, ever so radiant and filled with confidence.At the bottom of the picture, there was a name written on it. Arielle, age 21. My eyes widened when I realized that it was Arielle. The statue I had seen had some resemblance to her. I could not take my eyes off the picture. For something who was segregated and most likely bullied all her life, she had an air of confidence around her.

She stood naked so he could feed his eyes. "Stop this, Ariel. I said I'm not in the mood and you are still making attempts. I really appreciate them but not now," Jax added. She continued seducing him, and touched her body. Jax did not answer. "Jax, you have to know that I'm in the mood right now. I can't help it. I want to feel good. If you cannot help me feel good, I'm going to help myself. You are just not in the mood, do you think I'm always in the mood?" Ariel said as she opened her legs wide. She rubbed her pussy slowly while moaning to the height of its pleasure. She touched her pussy with one hand and played with her nipples with her other hand. She became so wet.

Love, Ariana I quickly d******d the attached photos are look carefully at each one of them, making sure to take my time. The first one is the one with her three friends. They look happy,the huge smiles on their faces tell all. Aria is in the middle, wearing a yellow sundress and sunglasses ontop of her head. Her grin, I miss seeing it in person. The next one, she is alone. In a pink bikini. Whoa! The bikini top is small, revealing a great deal of her breasts. Shit! My body stirs at the sight. I scroll to the next one. In the same bikini, she is laying on a sunlounge chair with the sunglasses on. I scroll through all the eight photos the second time, and all I want now is to listen to her voi