Beth Eleanor Naked Novels & Stories

What choice do I have if they want me to wear only my bra and undies? Drew to me: And if they tell you to go naked, you will? What the fuck, Beauty! Me to Drew: What naked? I'm not a porn star, Drew. It's not like that. And what about? You and Beatrice? What's the real deal between the two of you? Drew to me: What am I to you, Beauty? Did you even consider my feelings last night? I was so proud of you, darling. I'm so dam proud, but—

ESTELLE Linden had good taste in gowns. My mind went wondering how many women he dressed up for a party. The white long sleeves floor-length gown had a deep v-cut and thigh-high slit but still looked sophisticated and elegant. He even complemented it with a Serpenti diamond necklace that matched the earrings from a famous jewelry brand. My makeup was light except for my Star statement red lipstick. I wore my hair down in loose curls. I caught him gazing at me from head to toe. Thanks to the Spanx, and even without, my baby bump wasn’t noticeable. I was scared he would notice it when I was naked.

But for the sake of being the ideal daughter-in-law, she had given up her preferences and started dressing the way Helen wanted her to. But today, she was wearing a long, bright red dress that hugged her curves perfectly. Her makeup was bold, her lips painted a deep shade of red, and her hair was styled in beautiful loose waves. Even her heels were higher than anything she had worn in the last two years. This was the real Eleanor—the one she had kept hidden for two years. And the stunned looks on Helen’s and Emilia’s faces proved they had never seen this side of her before. “Good evening,” Eleanor greeted with a small smile, taking her seat at the table.

Bella’s POV I wake up in a dark room, the warm glow of the sun peeking in from behind the thick curtains. I sit up as memories from the night before attack me and push the sheets away to inspect my body. There’s a bandage around my leg, covering a wound on my right shin, and a few bandaids here and there. There’s also a wet towel on the night stand beside me, resting in an empty bowl. The door opens and a man walks in. I panic and pull the sheets over myself to cover my exposed legs since I am now only wearing underwear and an oversized T-shirt.

It was set to a hundred dollars for each person. “That’s it, people. Now, I call first to the stage Anna Sullivan.” He called, and the woman walked out. The woman was beautiful, I noted, as I stared at her. She had a golden brown hair with green eyes. She was wearing a white dress shirt, her legs all long and toned. She looked like she had just stepped out of a model magazine instead of just the makeshift backstage of the hall the event was taking place on the Love Castle estate.

But just then, a loud notification beep echoed from both our phones, stopping me cold. I picked up my phone and began to scroll, and my breath stopped the moment my gaze landed on the bold headline flashing across the screen. "Billionaire mogul Mr. Hawthorne spotted in bed with a mystery woman after allegedly hiding her from his longtime girlfriend." The headline slammed into me like a punch. My fingers trembled as I scrolled further… and my stomach dropped the moment my eyes fell on something far even worse. My eyes widened. It can't be.

My back arched naturally, my hips slightly angled. And yes, my ass was visible.It wasn’t vulgar. That was the second slide. I stared at it for a moment longer than necessary. Adrian was right. I did look good in that bikini. Not just good,alive , Like someone who wasn’t breaking, no matter what chaos followed her. I added a simple caption. “finding peace by the water.” Then I hit post . I looked over at the clock again. It was late. Later than he would normally stay out without at least sending a text. I called Adrian again.

"She's moved on, Viktor. Found herself a nice, safe boy. Maybe you should finally let her go too." Jason. The name tasted him slime in his mouth. The thought of them together should have made him furious, but instead, all he felt was a hollow feeling of resignation. She deserves normal. She deserves safe. And he was neither. He tilted his head back, allowing water to pound his face. Maybe this was for the best. Maybe- The shower door slid open and Eleanor stepped in behind him, naked, her skin glistening under the water. She was beautiful-always had been. Full, firm breasts with pink nipples that stood up. A narrow waist that flared into wide hips with a round and soft ass. Her blonde hair w

Beth was skinny, but had round bountiful breasts, something which was so sexually alluring to Christian. Beth waited with her heart swelling with hurt that she was even panting deeply, inhaling and exhaling, watching how Christian's eyes were darkening a shade greener, as his eyes did a once over on her nude body, as if it was just the first time he was seeing her naked before. Before she knew it, he was hugging her from behind. Wrapping his large lean body around hers, burying his face on the crook of her neck.

Karl and Beth had a brief conversation with Hank and Aubrey and walked away. I felt like some omnipotent power, gazing down on those poor mortals as they walked hand in hand, unaware that I was privy to their every move. Karl had athletic shorts on, and Beth wore a bikini -- not a thong, but still showing enough teen body to keep me hard. She had a big beach towel over her shoulder. Watching that cute little ass flex and those teacup tits move was killing me. I laughed. It occurred to me that I could be naked up there in the tower, and nobody would know.