Novelas y relatos de Celana Dalam Wanita Lembut

"Well, I need to replace it all anyway, and I want something special for the wedding night." "Mhm," Celine hummed, wiggling her eyebrows as she flopped onto the plush sofa. We were in a private VIP section of the store. It was quiet, cozy, and far from curious eyes. A store assistant walked in, rolling behind her a full rack of the sluttiest lingerie I'd ever laid eyes on. My jaw dropped. She turned to Celine with a polite smile. "Here are some samples based on your request, ma'am." "Thank you," Celine said sweetly, standing to inspect the rack.

JINHAI’S POV. Jeneta… I stared at the image on my phone, and the rest of the world narrowed to a single and searing point. She was breathtaking. Jeneta sat perched on a sculptural, wave-like white leather chaise, her body relaxed and at ease. The black lace lingerie clung to her beautifully, a bra that barely contained her full breasts. The matching panties sat low on her hips, accentuating the toned plane of her stomach and the gentle curve of her waist.

Julia . It was insane to think that something so small could be so expensive. A piece of lingerie was nothing more than a tiny scrap of fabric, yet it managed to be so sensual and so soft that just touching it made me want to wear it. I ran my fingers along the rack and picked up another piece. This one was bolder than the last, a black silk lace thong and a sheer bra. I turned and showed it to Caleb. The almost hypnotized look in his eyes didn’t surprise me. I had felt the weight of his gaze the entire time my back had been turned.

The voice made her jump in a defensive stance. Immediately Celina looked and saw a woman dressed in soft, gauzy robes entering the cavern. There was a mask on her face, covering her whole, which she didn’t think was possible. The woman resembled something from another world - soft and ethereal as if she existed in a dream far away from any normal plane of existence. Celina watched, cautious as she stepped up to the bed, walking around it before sitting in front of her. The woman glided like mist creeping in from a dark glen, and the maid found herself fascinated by her.

They arrived there, and Lena saw a cute lady waving towards them. She wore a soft, fitted midi dress that hugged her just enough, the fabric light and breathable against her skin. The color was a warm caramel tone, complementing her complexion perfectly. Thin straps rested gently on her shoulders, leaving her collarbones bare, while the neckline dipped just enough to feel feminine without being bold. The dress flowed slightly from her waist down, swaying with every step she took, brushing softly against her legs. It wasn’t overly fancy, just the kind of dress that made it look like she hadn’t spent hours deciding.

Aria stood in front of the mirror, her reflection staring right back at her. The soft glow from the wall candles danced across her skin, highlighting every delicate curve the red lingerie clung to. It was… simple, yet dangerously beautiful. The fabric was a deep, rich crimson– thin and silky, resting gently against her skin like a second layer. Fine lace traced along the edges, forming intricate patterns that barely concealed anything, yet revealed just enough to drive anyone wild. The straps rested lightly on her shoulders, while the fabric hugged her waist before falling softly against her thighs.

Helga had created a number of pieces customized for her at Renz's expensive behest, specifically crafted to enhance the womanly aspects of her body. Lena glanced down at her chest, at the ample, rounded cleavage Helga's design created. Perhaps her body had indeed swelled as a result of an unborn babe. Or perhaps, this previously unworn dress was simply more scandalous than she'd originally thought. Lena shook her head. "You flatter me, Ilise. But...there is no babe," Lena said again. Ilise smiled sweetly and took another sip of her tea, before her expression grew somber.