Blair Winters Naked Novels & Stories

I have to take a break before I explode all over the sheets. "Blake... what..." Winter's heavy panting hits my ears. She lets out the groan of a temptress. "Please, baby..." Her hips jump up into my hand. I watch in absolute fascination. She's open to me, her clit swollen and a river of juices dripping down her ass. Her hands grip desperately at the sheets. I think she's actually pulled them off the bed. The comforter is somewhere on the floor, one pillow settled between the bed and the nightstand.

However, when he saw Blair completely naked, he realized that nothing he had seen before would compare. The opposite was also true. Blair was weak as Banks' lips adored her. Her skin burned despite the coolness of the air conditioner. The nuances of their bodies in the dark room were beautiful, something like a movie. Maybe a movie wasn't enough to represent the fire that emanated from them, the desire that wouldn't be quenched while they were clothed.

The curtains were heavy velvet, but I eased them apart just enough to see. The backyard was lit by floodlights that turned the falling snow into glittering diamonds. A woman (completely naked) lay sprawled on the frosted grass like it was a summer beach. Her skin glowed pale against the white, long dark hair fanned out around her head, arms stretched above her in deliberate surrender. She arched her back, breasts high, thighs parted just enough to be obscene and artistic at the same time. She looked fearless. Owned. Radiant. And kneeling in front of her, camera raised to his eye, was Cassian.

Chapter 8 Clover's POV The airplane door opened and bright sunlight hit my face. I slipped on my dark shades, adjusted the collar of my tailored black coat, and stepped onto the stairs. Cameras flashed in my direction instantly,as if waiting for my arrival. Paparazzi surged forward like a wave, security guards forming a tight wall around me. “Miss Rossi! Is it true you’re the lost heiress of the Rossi Empire?” “Are you back to expand business in Eldoria?”

He laughed at her, making her feel embarrassed. Music started. Without saying a word to each other she had swung herself high on the pole but she didn't take her clothes off. After eight minutes of dancing, she was surprised he didn't ask her to take her clothes off yet. She felt ease not really comfortable but it was still a good thing. She didn't enjoy having to take them off. Thirty minutes now ,she still had not gotten naked.

Ria said with a smug smile. On her tablets were endless photos of Blair in compromising positions with all the directors of the major movies she had worked on. There were also pictures of her naked with the directors of the brand she was endorsing. This was concrete proof that she slept her way to the top, and the public would be enraged. “It gets better,” Ria said with a squeal. She was really excited to bring Blair down. I slid the picture to the next and played the video. Davian leaned in as well, and we watched with horror as Blair physically abused her co-worker. The same one that claims to be her industry best friend.

As Mrs. Dent broke into a run, I followed closely, our eyes glued to the suffocated sight. The rest of my class were all sunbathing on the sandy beach, laughing and chattering as they lay buck naked! Worst of all, some of them were all naked swimming in shallow waters, their private parts showing whenever the waves undulated! Even though there was no one else other than them, Mrs. Dent dashed toward them, her eyes red under her face veil as she shrieked, "Are you all suicidal?! Put on your clothes right now!"

Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Winter kneeling beside Declan, her hands pressed against the wet, rocky floor. Rage radiated from her—her power pushing into the bubble with such force it blurred her vision's edges. Her eyes shimmered with a bright mix of green and amber, a storm of emotion swirling inside them. "Winter!" I yelled, urgency gripping my throat as the veil of despair threatened to consume me as well.

What is the point if all I want is her? I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around my body, walk out of the bathroom and head over to my table and pour a whiskey. Taking it all in one go and pouring myself another, I Open the balcony doors and step out the balcony. Looking at the sea and sipping my glass of whiskey, I see a woman strolling with her back to me at the beach. Her long blond hair is swaying in the wind. She is beautiful in the moonlight.

Life was finally getting bright for her. Tabitha enters Blair's chambers without a sound, her eyes widening in surprise as she finds him standing in the middle of the room, nude. She couldn't help but take in every inch of him, his chiseled abs and toned muscles, his perfect fair skin. She felt herself salivating as she saw him, mesmerized by his beauty.