Chris Viola Nude Novels & Stories

Clara had been called into work for a last-minute client issue, so I hopped in the shower to wash off the dried cum and pussy juice from the night before. Toweling off, I glanced out the window and froze. Vittoria was lying next to the pool completely naked, her beautiful body glistening with oil. The good husband in me turned away the second I saw her full, perky breasts. But the deviant — the same hungry animal Clara and I love unleashing in bed, the one that just wants to empty my balls — turned back. Vittoria lay there oiled and glowing, legs slightly parted, her shaved mound smooth and inviting. I went downstairs to ask if she was ready for her meet. She didn’t cover up at all. She smil

I hang up. I turn around fully, and that’s when I notice her nipples are peeking through the fabric. Heat flares in my chest, settling low in my stomach. I grip the edge of the table behind me, grounding myself. Viola brushes her damp hair behind her ear, avoiding my gaze. This is going to be a long fucking night.

- Meanwhile, Chris had an arm around Viola's shoulder as he assured her, "Of course Helen Lane stole it from me. I was working with her company, but I wasn't too wary of her. I didn't think she's that type of person." "Really?" Viola asked skeptically. "Of course. I'll even swear by it. If I'm lying, I—" Viola stopped him even as he started to throw his fingers up. "Stop it. I'll believe you, okay!" Chris smiled. "I know you love me. Don't worry—I promise not to have any more dealings with her. By the way, where is she now?" Viola sneered. "Where else would she be other than the hospital?"

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Chris leaned against the counter, watching me with a lazy smile, his expression relaxed and content. “You look good like this,” he mused, his voice still laced with sleep. I rolled my eyes playfully but couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at my lips. “Like what? Making breakfast?” He shrugged. “Just… comfortable. It’s nice. But something is missing” I stopped in my tracks and stared at him wondering what was missing. He approached me and removed all my clothes. I was completely nude. “Chris? What do you think you’re doing?”

She was still coming down from her high so she just nodded as her core throbbed in anticipation. Chris helped Rita out of her jeans and top, leaving her completely naked. The sudden exposure made a tint of pink creek up her cheeks as she tried to hide her intimate parts. “Don’t hide your body from me,” Chris hissed as his eyes darkened with lust. “Relax, no one can see us here.” To make Rita more comfortable, Chris took off his clothes and stood outside the car in all his naked glory. He grabbed onto Rita’s legs, yanking her forward, he spread them apart and buried his face into her pink folds.

Chris said and I opened my eyes immediately. Wait, that is it? Is this a joke? I know about that, I showed it to him. What is he talking about? Mateo and Veronica looked confused as well as me. "And my upper body was naked but very well detailed," he completed and my eyes widened immediately. "Oh, my God!" I shrieked out immediately. "You saw that?!" I could not contain the shock I felt in me. "Yeah, babe" Chris replied with a stupid grin on his face. My hands went up to cover my face instantly.

Chris slid off, stripping naked with deliberate slowness, revealing his lean, bruised body, still beautiful, cock already hardening for Vincent. He undressed Vincent next, unbuttoning his shirt, sliding off his slacks, freeing his thick, veined shaft. The Volkovs watched, chained and helpless, as Chris straddled Vincent in reverse, facing them, his erection proud and unyielding, a stark contrast to his limp defiance under Dmitri’s assault. “They need to see what real connection looks like,” Chris said, loud enough for the captives to hear, his hands caressing Vincent’s chest. He sank onto Vincent’s cock, slow and sensual, gasping as the thickness stretched him, no rush, just intimacy. Vincen

I still can't believe Chynna, Is she allowed to lie to her patients? Aggravated, I walk to the couch, flip my laptop open, I click her name, and call unable to stop myself. It rings for a bit, and I begin to doubt her answering, how foolish of me to call her at this hour, she has a child, she's probabaly tir - "Viola." I still, I called, but still shocked. "Are you okay?" She asks, and I smile. She looks beautiful, peaceful even. "Fiona." I say with a gentle smile and an aching heart.

Vivian’s POV Chris’s lips crashed into mine. He gripped the back of my neck, pulling me into him, deepening the kiss. He was angry, punishing me with his kiss. I responded, pouring my frustration into this kiss. He stepped back, breaking our kiss. I whimpered, disappointed. He smirked as he tore his shirt over his head, displaying his broad chest and abs. My jaw dropped slightly as I felt in-between my legs tingle at the sight. I mimicked him and raised my shirt over my head, leaving myself in nothing but my bra, watching as his eyes lowered to my chest hungrily. I slowly removed my bra, exposing myself completely. He couldn’t hold back anymore, and his lips reclaimed mine as his hands went