Bryce Hall Nude Novels & Stories

She held the screen up to show me a picture of Bryan. “He looks different now. He doesn’t have long hair or facial hair. Plus, he’s faster than me in the water.” She pulled the phone away and flipped through the photos. “Does this look more like him?” She showed me another picture of him, but he was in his Speedo, standing on the side of the pool. “Yes?” It was weird looking at a half-naked picture of Bryan. “Damn, he’s hot. Set it up!” She showed pictures to Wakely, who just nodded at them.

Instead, curiosity and concern made me take a few steps forward. The bedroom door was half-open. Bria was on all fours on her bed, completely naked, back arched as a tall, muscular guy fucked her hard from behind. His hands gripped her hips, slamming into her with deep, powerful thrusts. Bria’s face was pressed into the pillow, moaning loudly, her body shaking with every stroke. I stood there, shocked, unable to move. The guy noticed me first. His eyes widened. “Bria— fuck, someone’s here—”

My phone beeps just as Lemuel disappears into one of the rooms and I grab it, opening the new notification I got from Jade. She uploaded a picture of her in a tennis fit with her racket on her shoulder and a big smile on her face. I’m about to close it, but I notice who’s standing in the background. I zoom in on the picture and lick my bottom lip. Brynn is sitting against the iron fence with her tennis bag by her side as she drinks out of a pink bottle. She has a cap on, so the only thing I can make out of the picture is she has her hair in a ponytail and her long legs always look so damn attractive.

Bryce pinched the bridge of his nose, "You sounded desperate." "And why are you on her side anyway? You should be defending us!" Irene yelled. "You know what? You are all impossible." Bryce is about to leave when his phone beeps. Seconds later, everyone's phone followed. He checked his phone, and a message from an unknown recipient was plastered on the screen. It contains a video of a woman walking in what seems to be a hotel lobby. She entered a room, and the video footage shifted inside the room where the woman was being intimate with a guy.

“That’s not supposed to be public knowledge?” “No shit.” Bryce blinked rapidly, then looked at Hannah. “How do you know?” She shrugged innocently. “I saw them naked.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Oh,” she added thoughtfully, “and Marcus is pierced as fuck.” Bryce barked out a laugh immediately. “Were you checking him out?” “It was kinda hard not to,” Hannah defended instantly. “The man was standing there fully naked with his whole situation on display.” “My whole situation?” I repeated flatly.

She looked over his naked body and couldn't help but compare his with Chris Ortiz' Bryce had upper body strength, and his chest and biceps were just as cut and muscular as Chris. however unlike him, Bryce did not have washboard abs nor was he well endowed as Chris was where size does matter. Lyn blushed at the memory of it. Bryce got off the bed and walked towards Lyn. He stood in front of her and leaned forward and began kissing her neck. Lyn started getting aroused. He moved her closer to him, taking her blazer off. He kissed her shoulder and then moved to her mouth. Lyn hurried to undo her bralette, dropping it to the floor. Bryce took one of her breasts in his mouth, licking and sucking