Novel & Cerita Elliot Norris Nude

But I have to say, I'd have a lot of fun unzipping that and taking it off of your body though. I smirk. Kris: Oh, I'm sure you would. Elliot: Knowing the body that's under the dress, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of you. Kris: I do like the sound of that. I receive a picture attached to Elliot's next message. I open it, curious as to what I'll find. My eyes widen and I instinctively drag my bottom lip through my teeth at the sight of him. There he is, standing in front of his bathroom mirror almost completely naked, aside from a towel loosely tied around his waist. The longer section of his brown hair falls across his forehead and his hazel eyes gaze over the frame of his phone. Go

Scott’s POV The elevator doors opened straight into Elliot’s hidden playroom, and my breath caught. Dim red lighting, black walls, a suspension rig hanging from the ceiling like something out of a dark fantasy. Padded benches, hooks, a rack of toys that made my cock twitch. This wasn’t just sex anymore. Elliot was letting me into the part of himself he kept locked away. He stood in the center wearing only black pants, his tattoos looked so beautiful under the dim light, with his steel-gray eyes locked on me like a predator. “Strip for me.”

He photographed and filmed everything, building an extensive private collection of his living masterpiece. One afternoon he unbound her completely for the first time. “Run,” he said calmly, standing naked in the middle of the massive studio. “If you can reach the door, I’ll let you go.” Liora didn’t hesitate. She sprinted toward the heavy steel door at the far end of the warehouse. Her heart soared for a brief second — freedom was so close. Elias caught her easily. He tackled her gently onto a pile of soft mats, pinning her beneath his powerful body. He forced her legs apart and slammed into her from behind, fucking her hard and deep on the floor.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

He opens the door with his snout and goes inside. I close the door behind me and when I turn around, Elliot is standing in front of me, naked. I can't help but admire his godlike body, with its shapely muscles and satiny skin. My eyes travel down to his already hard member and I swallow as I see his size, suddenly nervous.

Elliot grabs my hand and quickly pulls me up, walking with me to the bathroom and locking the door as one of the guys starts grunting when he wakes up. "I hope they showered last night," he mumbles, stretching to turn on the shower. I strip off my clothes while Elliot brushes his teeth and I reach over for mouthwash. When I'm done he's already naked and stepping into the shower. I've never seen his naked body like this; with time, without being angry, with perfect lighting and a considerable distance to admire it.

“Elias—” “What’s your problem?” My eyes widened, and I gazed into his body. “W-Why are you topless?” Elias let out a sly smirk. “Why? Is this your first time seeing a man half-naked?” I pressed my lips and looked away. Damn, those fucking biceps. “Of course not.” “Hmm, I bet you saw Noah West naked?” I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth as I glared at him. “Don’t ever mention that demonic name.”

Now, I could not blame him for nagging. If I were in his shoes, I would probably have had a fit. The caption beneath the picture was worse. It made me recoil as if slapped. It read, DRUNKEN TOP MODEL, ZORA WALTERS CAUGHT ON CAMERA WITH HER EX, ELLIOT GARRETT AT A BAR.

I thought less of it. Elliot seemed to be amazed as he watched me undress. I could tell that it was already standing. I was nervous and my heart couldn't stop thudding. My hands were even shaking.. I went inside the blankets naked and watched Elliot undress. I was ashamed to say— It wasn't as big as William's

"Elliot, don't come in." I was frozen in my place and was not able to finish that sentence when the door to the bathroom opened, revealing a very hot Elliot in front of me wearing nothing but his boxers. He flashed me his devilish grin, and I couldn't help but swoon at the sight in front of me. I clutched the towel tightly in my hand, making sure it didn't fall off because Elliot Allister would see the naked me. And I am so not ready for that. "What's taking you so long, sweetheart?"