Caroline Polachek Nude Novels & Stories

I had just stepped out from a cool shower and was standing in an air conditioned room, but that didn't stop beads of sweat from forming on my forehead. "What is the meaning of this, Grace?" Dean asked as he turned his laptop to face me. I was stiff for about a minute as I stared aimlessly at the photo displayed on the laptop screen. Staring back at me was an obscene photo of myself, sprawled almost completely naked on a kingsized bed. My hair fell to my face but in a way that one could still know that it was me, but unobservable to the keen eye that I was asleep. I was laying on my side, the only things concealed being my nipples, which were barely covered by my fingers and my vagina which w

I chuckled at myself. My black pointed heels rang the living room while holding my white Chanel bag. I fixed the curls at the ends of my hair as I looked around to find Karlo. He was drinking whiskey while staring outside of the window. His left hand was inside the pocket of his pants, his right hand holding the whiskey glass. He was topless… again… flaunting his six packed abs and huge biceps. Does he want to seduce me?!