Brady Potter Nudes Novels & Stories

I snapped my eyes shut again, the world turning into a fog of heat and friction as I moaned his name into the dark. Bradley abruptly pulled out and didn't say another word as he unbuckled his belt and pushed his trousers down. When he freed himself, I gasped because fuck me, his cock was massive and looked intimidating even in the dim light. He didn't use a condom. He didn't even bother to look for one. He fisted his hand around his shaft, stroking himself, spreading the glistening precum over the head and down the length until he was shining.

Chapter 13: Late Night Cravings Cassandra’s POV Brady’s voice carried through the door again. “Guys? I saw the light on. Brought some late-night tacos. Figured after a long day with your parents you might be hungry.” Alexander stood frozen by the peephole, his tall athletic body still naked from the shower, thick cock half-hard against his thigh. I pulled on a thin silk robe, my pussy still throbbing and full of his cum from our marathon session.

“At least it wasn’t just me then. I would bet anything that we had the same one. I swore that I felt you after I woke up. There was no way I could face you at training with the extreme hard-on that your vision caused me.” She groaned with my words, realizing that had I witnessed the same thing. It was crazy to think that I saw a potential future, but we threw the term ‘insane’ away a while back. So many things had happened with Brynn that I never realized were even possible. My reality got a whole lot more colorful. “You have sixty seconds to be nude, or I’ll start without you,” she informed me with her patented no-nonsense look. “Someone’s eager,” I teased, but I quickly stripped. No way in

Bryan's hot tongue flicked across my nipple, and a blazing trail of heat burned inside my core. I moaned loudly, and Bryan growled with need in response. He lifted me onto the couch and peeled the leggings off my legs. He stood up and pulled off his shirt, revealing his incredible body to me. I ran my hands down his chest and onto his stomach, making every muscle quiver. Bryan quickly unzipped his pants and yanked them and his boxers down to his ankles. His hardened length sprang free when he stripped down. Looking at its immense girth and length made me salivate with possibilities.

It must be the vodka. Has to be the damn thing really kicking in now. Because my eyes won't stop roaming eover very mouthwatering piece of this man's body. And that's when it hits me. This man is almost nude— save the tattoo perfectly sitting on his chest, flexing his abs and pectorals. Other than that, it's just a tiny towel wrapped around his waist, looking like it might snap loose at the slightest movement. Holy hell, I'm so freaking done for! Is this Lyra girl not just a stripper but a whore?

“You need nude photographs to get a part in a movie these days?” She cut her eyes toward me. “He wants them.” “I’m sure he does.” I inhaled deeply. “But, Ashleigh…if you walked into McDonald’s looking for a job and the manager asked if you had any nude photographs of yourself, you’d probably knock his block off and call the cops. So what makes this different?” Her voice was quiet, almost dreamy. “Brad Pitt.” “Brad Pitt wants nude photographs of you?” “I get to do the nude scenes with him.” Ashleigh finished the wine in a single gulp, crossed back to the love seat, and flopped her petite figure onto it.

Parker deep thrust his dick in his mouth like there was no problem with him taking in a 9 inch. Bradley had to scream again to let them know his in the room but they were reluctant to turn over to get their nakedness away from Valerie's sight. "What the hell is going on here?" I was completely horrified by the view in front of me. My brother Brooks and my Beta, what an unbelievable night this is. I thought I had a Beta who valued the kind of this I value. What is so special about making up with some who has no soft bum and milk jug.

I let the bra drop to the floor, and my boobs were in his full view, with my nipples erect. I stood topless in red panties, comfortable with his passive gaze. To my surprise, Roberts was stroking his erection. I was taken aback because this was the first time I was seeing such a cock in real life, though I had held his cock earlier, but that was in the dark. He seemed to be in such a heavenly trance, stroking his erect cock.

Grabbing me by the nape of my neck, squeezing painfully, he moves me back into position, angling my head back to give him even better access. Sitting rigidly, I press my knees together as tightly as I can. Brady’s rough hands make me flinch as he wedges them between my knees, slowly prying them apart just enough to slip one of his legs between mine. It took little effort for him to push them open entirely and position himself between them. I know he is enjoying every moment of my despair as he grinds his knee against my groin, making me feel absolutely disgusted.