Daisy Drew Nudes Novels & Stories

The silence that followed was heavy with promise. Then Dante grabbed me and kissed me hard, his tongue invading my mouth, claiming it. I melted against him, my hands clutching at his shoulders as he devoured me. "Strip her," he ordered against my lips. Hands—so many hands—made quick work of the lingerie. Gabriel unhooked my bra while James slid off my heels. Marcus removed the garter belt and stockings with almost reverent care. Within seconds, I was completely naked, surrounded by four fully clothed men who looked at me like I was a feast they were about to devour.

"No it's ok. I w-was going to take a shower anyway." Owen left, leaving Daisy with the other two inmates. She was reminded that she hadn't showered for a day and was worried about how she would clean herself in a place full of dangerous men. She assumed there wouldn't be private showers and the mere thought of having to expose herself in-front of strangers nearly gave her a panic attack. Daisy could hardly look at herself naked let alone have other people see her. "What's with the face, sweetheart?" Nate asked her. Levi raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you're sad about Shaky leaving?"

"What are you doing? You shouldn't be undressing in front of a man." Daisy offered only a small, knowing smile, saying nothing. She could feel the shift in the air, aware of the obvious effect she was having on him. Ensured by his vulnerability, she reached for the drawstring of her joggers and eased them down. As the fabric fell, it revealed her lithe, curved hips and the smooth, clean perfection of her femininity.

Sir Eletrish Anounced in response to the crowd At this point everyone went nuts making as much noise as they possibly could. "Now that's What I like to hear Now we have a very intresting fight here for you as both of these youngsters are over brimming with potiential and with out fauther ado it is my honor to introduce them to you. Over here" He Gestures to Daisy " Is a little lady from imagination sector of the Creation Nation she may not seem like much but once she gets fighting it be a huge mistake to underestimate her, She is the ever kind and energitc Daisy Astair!" Sir. Eletrish Calls out enthusiatically as the crowd returns it in aplause.

“Cade, you can draw me any time. Consent is given.” “Even naked?” Quinn waggled his eyebrows. “Especially naked.” “I love drawing nude men,” Cade admitted. “I don’t get much chance now.” “You can draw me. We’ll have to discuss you drawing other men.” “Eric didn’t want me seeing nude men.” Quinn shrugged. “If you discuss it with me, I’m okay with it. Some of the Daddies might like to be drawn with their boys.” Excitement wriggled through Cade. “Really? I’d love to draw couples together, clothed or unclothed. Can you arrange that?”

Don't say it's because he looked at her. Of course, Daisy just thinks like that but she is not sentimental at all. She looked down at her drawing and continued drawing. At this time, she suddenly discovered that she was drawing a nude male character, but what was notable was, that the male lead's face resembled the face of a certain man. Does he feel embarrassed looking at this picture? Did he notice anything? Thinking so, she coughed twice and said: "Atlas, I have something to tell you." The man heard her question and tilted his head slightly to look over. He asked hoarsely: "What's going on?"

Daisy started taking off her clothes until she was left in nothing but skin. Damon shifted his eyes away in shame, he is in pain, he is embarrassed, he is sad. He diesht want anyone to see him this way. "I don't understand it all...but it's alright. I will take care of you" Daisy whispered in her neutral voice. "You're okay, Master" Daisy soothed him, lifting his face. Then she stared helping him to take off his clothes. She would love to kiss his wet eyelid, but she doesn't have the courage to do so.

Each day, it got worse. I scrolled through my notebook; he occupied every single page. I had drawn him about a hundred times, and yet, I picked up a pen, ready to make another image. This was the only way I could keep myself from losing my mind thinking about him. Twenty minutes later, I was done with a perfect drawing of him. In this drawing he was shirtless, those locks of shiny black hair fell over his eyes. Damn, was he sexy. "Hello, Daisy," the voice called.

Zayn gave them a brief glance, nodded once, and then turned toward the door. “Let’s go,” he said simply. Lucien followed, the bodyguards carrying the bags behind them... ~~~~~~~~~~ Daisy let go of the dildo and sighed in frustration. She was still unsatisfied. “This is not enough,” she muttered, tossing the toy carelessly onto the bed. “I need a real man’s touch,” she added, her fingers tracing absent circles over her bare skin. An idea suddenly popped into her head. She reached for her phone and dialed a number. It rang twice, and on the third ring, the call connected.

Daisy's POV I was in my room trying to write the first chapter of a book. I got a new inspiration the day before when Nina and Amar were arguing and I thought of writing something close to that. I felt like writing about adult romantic fiction, but I had the intention of chipping in a few things that were real...such as what was between Nina and Amar, and also my father and mother. I really wish and hope Nina and Amar would get back together. They loved each other so much and none of them could deny it. I knew Nina was trying to deny the fact that she still loved him.