Chris Salvatore Nudes Novels & Stories

The chains were connected securely to the walls on either side of her. There she was, nude, hanging in restraint. Mr Salvatore walked out in front of where she dangled, also nude, and Debby could for the first time see what he really looked like, in his true form. His naked body was flawless, perfect pecs and a flat, toned stomach. For an older guy he sure kept himself in good shape. His huge cock and balls hung low, above which was a very neatly-maintained rectangle of hair. “What are you going to do?” Debby asked, anxiously.

I turn off the stove and make my way out of the cabin. My mouth falls open in shock when I take in the surroundings. There is nothing but the large green forest all around. There’s a car trail, and just one car in the driveway. There’s a lake a few feet away, with birds taking sips. I hear a grunt and turn around. Salvatore. He is shirtless and chopping wood. My eyes widen as I stare at his glistening body, the way the sweat streams down his gorgeous body. The way his body seems carved by a God. His arms are huge, holding the axe with firmness.

Chaotic memories crashed wildly through my mind. In a dimly lit room, Chris tore my nightgown apart, exposing my naked body. He clapped his hands. From the darkness emerged several unkempt men, their eyes gleaming as they ogled me eagerly.

Oh God, I thought covering his body up with the blanket as Eric and Tina re-approaches. “Leave both of you” For a minute they were confused as to why I asked them to leave but when they realise I was about to strip Chris, they nodded and reluctantly leave. I sighed and started getting him off the clothes, he might have a great fashion sense on the outside, but he is terrible with underwear, I thought after seeing the mismatched bra and panties he had on, well…I can’t blame him can I, he’s new to being a woman, my face flushed with colour at the thought of Chris seeing my nudity, I’ve seen his too, in this situation, it’s inevitable. I wiped his body with cold wet towel but every touch had hi

“So, are you actually nervous or just trying to act all cool?” Salvatore leaned back against the plush leather seat, arms crossed tightly over his chest as if to shield himself from the world outside. “Why would I be nervous? It’s just a party.” Ethan couldn’t help but smirk, the corners of his mouth curling into a teasing grin. “Yeah, a party full of people we barely know, blaring music, overflowing with free drinks, and probably a dozen girls sporting heels that look like weapons.” Salvatore turned his head to glance out the window, a hint of a smile playing at his lips despite his best efforts to remain nonchalant. “I’m not nervous. I just… don’t really know what to expect.”

he says with amusement. Savannah giggles, her cheeks still flushed, and buries her head in my chest. My arms tighten around her, and I glare at Chris, who winks at me. I want to kill him. Chris chuckles. “If looks could kill, I'd be dead right now,” he quips, making himself comfortable on the stairs. I clear my throat, trying to regain composure. “What are you doing here, Chris?” I gulp as Savannah presses herself against me, her soft body driving me crazy. “And I'm glad you know; you would've been dead by now.”

“I always make good of my promises.” “You don’t have to—” He pulled down my pants, leaving me in only my underwear. Before I could pull it back up…Salvatore dropped to his knees, his hand going to the band of my boxer shorts. With a lazy drawl in his voice, he pulled down my underwear. “Let me make you feel good.”

"Chris Alessandro is a gAriana. That's why he didn't want to stay in Indonesia, because he's avoiding his father. He doesn't want his family and his father's clients to hear about that scandal." "Don't joke!" Gerald said, irritated. Sexual deviation wasn't something to joke about. "I'm not joking," Max said. "One of our friends saw him sleeping naked with another man in his flat. What do you think they were doing? You and I have never slept naked together, right?" Gerald shuddered in disgust. Imagining being with a naked man next to him made him feel nauseous and want to vomit immediately. "Chris is a gAriana. People assumed he liked you, that's why he always bothered you. I thought you knew

he recounted in the most dramatic way. “Even at that,” I started, closing the file. “I don't want to be chained and owned by you lots. I won't be controlled by all of you. You want to use me for your sexual wants but I won't take that. I'm not some damn prostitute.” I said. “You are not but I can make you one,” Salvatore said, coming closer. I moved away from him in fright. He seemed to not be as reserved as Vittorio who's trying to explain and change my mind.

“Honey, don’t listen to them! It wasn’t me! Lucy’s wild and reckless! She loves having multiple partners at once! Who even knows how many guys she’s been with? That baby’s definitely not mine! “That woman is shameless. She must’ve gotten knocked up messing around with some other guy. That baby in her belly could never be mine!” Their words caused an uproar among the crowd. Some onlookers secretly recorded the whole scene and posted the video online. As expected, the scandal shot to the top of the trending charts. Completely humiliated, Lucy dropped all pretense. She publicly declared that the baby she had lost belonged to either Murray or Craig. Using the accusation, she tried to cling to th