Daniel Montoya Nude Novels & Stories

(Noah's POV) The air in the sauna was heavy, hot; like really hot; and thick enough to make me forget how to breathe properly. I have never been in a freaking sauna before. Daniel leaned back against the wooden wall like he owned the heat itself, towel hanging low on his hips. His skin glistened, gold and dangerous under the orange lights. He looked like the kind of man who could talk his way into heaven and charm his way out of hell. I sat across from him, trying very hard not to fidget or stare at the water bead rolling slowly down his collarbone.

I was about to tighten my towel around my body when my feet got caught in the dress I took off earlier and threw to the ground. My face fell in horror as my towel completely loosened and fell to the ground. I stood there, frozen and mortified. And naked. I looked up to meet Daniel’s gaze and to my surprise, his face was not contorted in disgust at the size of my body, instead, it looked more like longing. His eyes lingered on my body like he’d been denied a sacred fruit and he was only just gazing upon it for the very first time. His eyes met mine and I could feel them bore into my soul like hot embers from a fire.

I’m the one watching her slide the straps of her black dress until it pools around her feet. Her naked body lays bare for me to see. Her rosy puckered nipples. That soft strip of rust-colored hair on her mound. My mouth goes dry, my cock hard as a rock under my slacks. Not breaking eye contact, Monica slides over to her bed and parts her legs. “Open up for me,” I murmur. “Show me where you want my cock.”

What view? I was about to pick up his phone when my own phone beeped. It was a message from the same unknown number that texted me before. My heart pounded. I tapped the message. Attached was a video. My fingers shook as it loaded. And when it did…. My world shattered. It was Daniel. Naked. Dazed. In bed. With her. Crystal. She was sucking his dick, her face toward the camera. Smiling. His eyes—barely open. Lips parted. He was clearly enjoying it.

I hope he’s not; I’ve always had zero tolerance to drug use. When we’re done Jake stands and stretches out, revealing a tiny inch of the naked toned abdomen at his jeans waistband and it takes all my strength not to inhale sharply. I’m beyond mortified at my own reaction but hide it well. I’ve seen naked before. I’m no virgin and I’m pissed at myself for the stupid reactions I have to this man. He brings out such adolescent responses in me. Although … that abdomen is worth an ogle! “I’ll work out the finer points, Daniel and we’ll meet again. Next time more formally to discuss this further.” He shakes Daniel’s hand and they hug in a very “Bromance” way.

Madonna was angry for what she feared happened last night but she was not as angry as she hoped she would be. "Here?" Dante ignored her and threw a phone tablet that landed beside her. "What's this?" She asked while picking up the tab. Madonna's eyes widened as she watched a video of her naked self sleeping soundly on the bed. The flipped and saw numerous pictures and videos of herself in different positions. There was no way she could deny it because her face was showing in every one of them and the mole beside her left nipple was enough to tell her it wasn't Photoshop. "Why?" Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked at Dante. Dante steeled his heart and showed no emotions, he is a man

Fifteen minutes later, when Daniel came out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel hanging loosely around his waist, Sawyer was already sprawled on the king-sized bed – stark naked. His arse was raised up in the air invitingly, a white pillow beneath his shoulders as his eyes lit at Daniel’s every motion. The Alpha decided to be a cruel tease, cupping his cock through the thin towel fabric and chuckling as the hunger in Sawyer’s eyes grew. The omega whimpered now. “Please. I need you in me so bad.”

I call my friend by name again. “It's not funny, Lara. Stop kidding me and bring me the soap,” I say again and proceed to rinse my hair. I close my eyes to avoid getting shampoo. I hear the shower door open and I reach back to take what my friend hands me, but instead of feeling for soap, it is a hand that I touch. A very big hand to be Lara's. I snap my eyes open, turn around, and my heart skips. Oh my! It's Daniel! And he's… naked.

I leaned in, my eye catching the gap. Daniel was sitting right there in his big gaming chair. But he wasn't playing anything. His pants were kicked down all the way to his ankles, bunched up around his sneakers. And there was this girl, some blonde I didn't recognize kneeling right between his thick legs. She was completely naked, her back arched so far I could see the bones of her spine. From where I was standing, I could see everything. Her ass was pushed back, and I could see the pink wet lips of her pussy staring right at me. She was busy. Her mouth was buried on Daniel’s cock, moving up and down in a fast, messy rhythm. I watched the way her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked, the wet, s

{ Olivia } Daniel looks dirty on his knees, especially when I manage to pull down my panties and he lifts my shirt to make me take it off, too. Daniel smiles when that happens and moves back a little so he can look at my naked body for a few seconds before he carefully lifts one of my legs to give himself room in between them.