Novel & Cerita Avalon Dawn Nude

008. Daciana gulped, her eyes unable to leave the scene in front of her. Goddess have mercy... "I was wondering when you'd come running here." Axel chuckled, holding the door wide open but it wasn't his stupid face that made her gasp. Daciana's gaze trailed his body. He's naked. The dude is naked! Of course, he's naked! He was just in the middle of fucking two bitches from school. However, never in her life has Daciana gotten as turned on by the sight of a man's nakedness as she was now.

“Slowly. I want to enjoy every inch.” Damien obeyed without hesitation. He unbuttoned his shirt deliberately, revealing his sculpted chest and abs. The shirt dropped to the floor. Then his belt, his pants, until he stood completely naked before her. His thick, heavy cock stood rock-hard and proud, the swollen head already glistening with precum. Raven circled him like a predator, her heels clicking on the marble. Her fingers trailed over his shoulders, down his back, across his ass, and lightly brushed his throbbing shaft, teasing without giving relief.

A while back, I watched Dawn's nude. She has the perfect, slim body. Her waist is lean but her hips are a bit pronounced. Her ass seems well molded and I can’t help the whirl of imagination I had about grabbing a handful of the skin of her ass cheeks into the palm of my hand. The small mounds of flesh around her chest is decorated with a sharp, bright pink areola then a straight, pebbled nipples. Fuck!

left. I got to the salon and my hair was loosen already before I got there. The salon attendant applied hair shampoo, conditioners and some oil which made me feel like an ice was placed on my hair. After that, she used a hand drier to make it dry. "You have such a long hair. " she said. I smiled. "A virgin hair too. " she added. "I have never relaxed it. " I said. "No wonder. " she replied and soon began stretching it. I left the salon, my hair fully transformed . It was sparkling and well oiled. My frontals were jelled and my long, back virgin hair rested on my back. When I got home, I looked at the mirror countless time to confirm whether the figure I saw was myself. I then got a text me

Staring at her with the most elusive eyes and the cockiest smirk she had ever seen was a completely naked David. Now, the fog from the steamed shower might have covered an ample amount of his lewdity but his features were still undoubtedly noticeable. She zoomed in and felt her cheeks instantly grow red. Water droplets clung to his tan skin, defining the outlines of his athletic muscles and grueling body. His right hand elevated, pulling back his wet bangs in an obvious pose that only added to the arousal twisting in Dawn's lower gut. She was well aware of the fact that he accessed her phone from time to time but to leave something like this in the open? He must be insane — a good kind of i

Andre dawned the rest of the wine in one gulp, his eyes shut as he listened to the music. It increased his torture, awakened the demons playing inside him with each melody which rose in tune with the harmony. He reached out and undid the top buttons of his shirt, exposing the hard muscles of his chest, his raw masculine sexuality made more prominent by the sprinkles of hair and his magnificent olive skin.

“But stay close. Don’t go too far into the water.” He darted off, laughter spilling across the sand, and for a moment I let myself watch him with a soft smile. My heart was still heavy, but Daven was my anchor. I was lost in thought when a familiar shadow fell across my table. “Enjoying your morning?” I froze. Damon stood there, barefoot on the wooden deck, the sun glancing off his bare chest. He wore nothing but a white shirt—completely unbuttoned—and black shorts. The glimpse of his abs, sharp lines cut into golden skin, made my breath stumble before I caught it. My cheeks warmed. I forced myself to look away, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing what he did to me just by exist

A large mirror appeared in front of me. I was pinned in a hidden corner behind it. The sounds started quickly. Two figures tumbled onto the bed. Serena tore open Ethan's white shirt. "Come on, let me see if you still have those abs. I've been dying for this." Ethan glanced at me through the mirror, then turned back to Serena. "You know I'm not Caleb. You never give me much time. Two days from now you won't be mine anymore. So tonight, can we pretend this is our wedding night?"

Chapter 8: Eternally Seduced The private yacht anchored off the coast of Monaco at 2 AM, far from the glittering lights of the city. Only the moon and soft deck lights illuminated the deck. Raven stood at the railing in a sheer white silk robe that fluttered open in the sea breeze, completely naked underneath. The rose-gold collar Damien had given her after their first real night together gleamed against her throat. Damien approached from behind, silent as a shadow. He wore only black linen pants, his powerful chest bare, silver threading his dark hair in the moonlight. He stopped close enough that she could feel his heat, but didn’t touch her yet.