Ashley Parker Nude Novels & Stories

Ash whispered, looking at us both. We all fell in complete silence while we processed her words. A whole minute passed, and Perry shrieked and jerked away from Ash’s hold like she just felt electricity travel up her spine. “Ew! Seriously, Ash?” Perry groaned, her face scrunching up in visible disgust while I stared at Ashley, dumbfounded. I am not completely innocent when it came to that. The things I have seen back at my old packhouse would leave Perry traumatized for life. The pack members there would walk around naked and did anything they wanted to each other as long as it was within the territory. Anything.

He smirked, giving her another lick and then another till she was begging at the top of her voice. "Quiet wifey or Nanny Rose might hear you." He whispered, his breath fanning her core. Ashley wanted something but was not sure if she wanted it. She wanted something down there and with the way he was playing with her, she knew he knew what she wanted. He stood up and her eyes followed him. He discarded his pants and stood Stark naked In front of her. There was nothing to hide. He loved his body, it made women trip. He climbed back up on the bed and scooted closer to her.

"Kiema knows her stuff." Asher's face screwed up in distaste. "Don't say her name when I'm getting naked, Cherrypie." He shuddered. I laughed. The other guys were naked and dove for me before Asher could claim his spot in line. "Damn it," he whined. His face was all pouty and sour. I laughed again, remembering the conversation with Kiema not even ten minutes ago. My laughter cut off like I'd sliced it with my sword when Taryk rolled one of my nipples around with his tongue.

No problem Mr Parker that's what neighbours are for " she says in a teasing voice while i dig in my burger she stands up walking to my door then locking it ,she turns around undoing her coat my mouth hangs wide open she's stark naked accept thigh highs ,I mean I have seen her naked but this I am instantly hard. "You know Mr Parker I have not been able to get that bulge out of my mind ,I think my dildo needs new batteries " her hands begin to touch her pierced nipples teasing them before her hand moves down to her toned stomach ,my mouth is still hanging wide I am frozen like that bathroom incident.

His waxing extended way down below his torso. A naked dude with a pubeless hard-on just called my wife smoking hot. I was trying to process that when I looked up to see Peter in the pool between Sara and Erika with his arms on both their shoulders. "Coming in?" he called. Erika didn't even look too weirded out by the naked guy draping his arm around her. His hand would probably have been dangling on her breast if it hadn't been holding the glass. She did look a little scandalized, but mostly she looked like she was challenging me to freak out as much as she had. Yep, reality-warping field still in place.

And facing the bed, was a gigantic monochromatic painting…of him. Naked. Thankfully, in the painting he was laying on his stomach, the mosaic of tattoos on full display, though hiding what needed to be hidden. Still, I don’t think I would want to wake up in the morning and that be the first thing I look at. “Fredrico Givanchy…” Asher murmured. I turned around and raised my brow. “A very famous photographer. I have modeled a few times. When I didn’t have to deal with the Alpha nonsense and was free as a bird.”

Olivia stood before him in just her bra and pants, her breasts heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Asher’s eyes darkened even further as he took in the sight of Olivia’s almost naked body. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground. Olivia’s breasts were full and round, her nipples hard and sensitive. Asher couldn’t resist, he leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently.

It’s as easy as breathing to let him join with me. I need this. I need him. It’ll tell me what I need to know … right? When he starts to undress me, I let him. When he lays his shirt on a little patch of grass, I sit down naked on it and watch him take off his pants. No underwear, but no surprise. Parker doesn’t wear it either. I’m guessing few males do.