Ashley Parker Nude Novels & Stories

Then he opens the door and walks out of the living room. There is dead silence in the living room. I can’t even look at Asher in the face right now. I have never really imagined Asher and I in that kind of situation, but now that Kyle has mentioned it, I feel curiosity creep in my mind. I have seen Asher shirtless and he looks totally breathtaking. I wonder how he will look without his pants and underwear on. I mean to say, completely naked. Gah! Snap it out Luna. It hasn’t gotten to that level.

He faked clearing his throat and coughed to let his chuckles go without being obvious. Bianca was disappointed to know about his deal. But she did not doubt his words to be lies. She can tell he is sort of a pussy magnate. Nikita was one proof. That girl was a blonde bombshell with her body figure and face, although a lot shorter than Bianca. And with the way they wrestle in bed all night during weekends, Bianca can tell Asher is a beast with his endurance, and maybe, just maybe, as she cannot be sure, he is a beast in his skills in bed as well.

we want pictures of 💪 Wilder✨ My arm? Um okay Handsome role model😍 No no of down there Wilder✨ Down there? Asher🗿 YOUR ABS WILDER!! Wilder✨ oh... I don't have pictures of that The other Mr. Mendes Good! We don't want to see any imaginary abs Mr. Carson But I did The other Mr. Mendes No that's disgusting! How would you like it if I would put my thighs on here? Nikolai‼️

Ashley woke up tingling. This was last Saturday. She had shaved her pussy completely smooth the night before, every single hair gone, baby-soft and glistening. “For easier cleanup,” she had told Tyler with a wicked grin while Tyler watched her in the bathroom mirror, cock already leaking. Now the door opened at exactly ten. Mike stepped in wearing another black t-shirt. Ashley waited on the couch naked except for the worn leather “RENT” collar, legs spread, fingers lazily circling her bald clit.

I let out a bitter laugh and pushed myself up, swaying a little as I grabbed another unopened bourbon bottle from the table. She ignored my sarcasm. Without a word, she slapped a stack of printed photos against my chest. They scattered across the stained carpet. My gaze dropped, bored and unfocused—until the images registered. Ashley. The photos were screenshots from some viral fire‑scene video online. She stood in the middle of the scorched ruins, wearing a linen dress soaked through with water and sweat. The fabric clung to her body… and her stomach. Her belly curved outward in a way no one could possibly miss.

"You do this to me. Every time I look at you in this bikini, I want to bend you over and fuck you until you forget your own name." Ashley moaned softly, pressing against him. "Nate, people can see us from the house." "That's okay," he said, voice cold. "Let them watch. Let Kimberly stand upstairs and see who you open your legs for. Let her see who owns this body." He quickly flipped Ashley around, and she landed her palms flat against the edge of the pool. Her chest was pressed against the warm tile, her ass was in the shallow water. He quickly tugged her bikini bottoms down to her thighs and kicked her legs farther apart.

ASHLEY’S POV Ashley was stunned as Alpha Liam left her in his office literally still sitting down half naked and hungry from his touch. She was embarrassed and felt like a fool. How had she sounded so much Like a prostitute. As if she didn’t have shame. She was a slave yes, and she was his to do with whenever he wanted to do, but my God, he had just spread her legs opened and rubbed his mouth in between her legs and even set his fingers in between there and still fed her in her mouth.

“Yes, it’s your turn.” Ashley’s nails are painted pale pink; I notice the shade as she trails her fingertips lightly over my tented khakis. Then – without me even asking – she shimmies out of her sweatpants. She’s not wearing underwear either... who are these girls? Without a word, the eighteen-year-old positions herself over my lap, making sure there’s plenty of pressure on my raging hard-on. Her body on mine feels so fucking good – and I think that’s exactly what she intended.

Pamela struggled to hide her groan. Before them stood a shirtless DJ. His left hand clung tightly onto the handle of a tool box. He looked as though he was pulled out from the covers of men's magazines. His strong muscled chest, oily with sweat and his well defined chisel Adonis V was a sight to behold. Ashley swallowed. She had never seen him shirtless. She had never seen him this indecently sexy. “Ashley?” DJ called, surprise filled his tone. “DJ, I think -” A feminine voice called from behind Ashley and Pamela.

****ASHLEY**** It was early afternoon, and the sun was hotter than ever, ready to burn the skin of anyone beneath it. I was naked, standing closer to the window of my giant bathroom, water dripping down my body. I had been out all day and had forgotten to take care of my body. The incident at the hospital was still bothering me, and I couldn't get it out of my mind. The determined looks on Noah and his father's faces... I just wanna crush their egos I want to show them who is the boss, but I need to take things step by step.