Danielle Wyatt Nude Novels & Stories

I fell hard into a pile of sharp gravel. The impact lacerated my palm, blood oozing from my bone-baring cut. I fixed my gaze on Jack Campton, yet all I saw in his eyes was annoyance. "Oh, no, Willow! You're bleeding! You're not going to get tetanus or something, are you?" Dakota Sweeney covered her mouth in exaggerated shock, but her eyes gleamed with poorly hidden delight. "What a pity. I just used the alcohol pads to wipe the mud off my shoes."

But I was relatively calm because I knew that Jake was right behind me. “Danika Williams, you look like an angel, you have such a beautiful face and… a voluptuous body.” he whispered the last part but I heard it and I almost felt my ovaries climbing back in. When I saw him approaching me for a hug, I panicked. Oh fuck, what should I do? “Sir, you are not allowed to touch Ms. Williams. I am sorry.” Jake says to him, unapologetically and pulls a chair out for me before Richard Walts has a chance to do it.

Instead, I walk straight inside his cabin with my best smile. I see hotty's back, his legs on the window's frame in a relaxing posture. Suddenly I feel calm seeing him relaxing in his seat. I wonder what he looks like in sweatpants and a normal tee. I notice the moaning and panting sound engulfed in the room which is coming from hotty's phone. I look closely and see two naked bodies humping on his phone's screen. No, fucking. He is watching them having sex. He is watching P**N! IN HIS PHONE. IN HIS OFFICE! OPENLY!

So he did. "One day I will make you moan my name Jack Charles. When I will fuck you harder than this bastard. And believe me princess you will have so much funnn. Gawdddd. You are soooo sexyyyyyyy. Ahhhh. Better than any p**n...." Wyatt screamed his name after a satisfying masturbating session that he did while watching the live show by Daniel. He saved the video in his mobile folder. "Daniel Stephen. You will have to pay for it, bitch. I am not spending 50000 dollars on you for nothing. I will get multiple times back from you. Including your bitch. And will make you my bitch too". He spat in anger before laughing like maniacs.

Danielle opened her eyes, yawned, looked around, and then, smiling happily while stretching like a lazy cat. She sat up on the bed and leaned on the pillows. The sheets slipped and uncovered her nude body, but she didn't care at all. Her long blond hair barely covered her bare breasts.

I manage to let out. He just chuckled and turned to go sit on my bed. “Do you have anything doing today?” he asked again. I was about to answer when Danielle burst into my room. She was wearing high waist skinny jeans and a brown crop top, her hair was up in a bun and she had a pair of sunshades on top of her head. She paired it with black and white Nikes and a bag pack with one of the straps slung over her shoulder. She turned to us just as she was about to leave through my door. With her hands on her hips, she rolled her eyes.

She rested a few minutes, breathing heavily, and smiling at Duncan as she watched the two of them start fucking again. "Fuck," Danielle said, groaning and leaning forward as Kelly slid out of the way. Duncan followed her, crawling forward and skillfully keeping his cock inside the young woman the entire time. Moving forward a foot or so to the couch, Danielle laid her arms out to the sides of her head and lay it down on the couch, her elbows bent and her head resting on her hands. She arched her hips sexily, and caused Duncan to smile. "Slut," Kelly said, brushing a lock of hair from her sweat-soaked face.

I step back, letting out a slow breath as she straightens, triumphant victory blazing across her beautiful, flushed face. She smiles sweetly, and points straight at my trousers. “Trousers off, Knox.” I sigh dramatically but keep my word, my fingers moving to unbuckle and unzip as I stare her down. Her eyes track every movement, hungry and fascinated as I push them down over my hips and kick them aside, standing before her in nothing but my boxers and shirt. Before I can make any sort of witty remark, Danielle grabs them from the floor, strides purposefully to the training room door, and tosses them straight outside. They land in a heap on the floor outside, and she closes the door again, loc

We may not make it to the bar if you keep that up. Then you won’t get to see me get a lap dance. A nearly naked woman pressed up against me, tit to tit. Her clit only inches away from mine. And then I’m going to hug her and with my scent on her, she’s going to go dance for you. Wyatt motioned for the artist working on his chest to stop and then he stood up and took a few steps to where his mate lay, her tattoo freshly finished. He leaned down and trapped her between his arms and kissed her.

They weren't used to all the nudity that went on in the pack. "Maybe we should go back to our room." Danielle turned to look straight ahead at Rebecca, trying not to look around. She didn't want to look like she was staring. But it was hard not to. She let out a shriek when a grey wolf rushed past her, knocking her off her feet. She was just about to hit the ground when a strong arm caught her and pulled her into a hard body. She looked up into the most beautiful dark brown eyes. She blinked, imagining he was a dream and she'd awaken to laying on the ground in a heap. But he was still there. He had a wide grin and a shaggy mop of black hair that fell over his eyes. She slowly reached up and