Emilia Mernes Nude Novels & Stories

Emara Stone Rita dropped me home. Exactly at the door of my apartment, but I know she wanted to drop me to my bed. She was waiting for me to call her inside for a coffee or something, but I straight away thanked her and went inside. And locked the door. Savage, I know. I ain't into chicks. Coz I am a chick ;) Also, I have pictures of me and Ethan hanging in our living room. I can't risk my identity. I toss my phone on the bed, remove my clothes, and throw them on the floor, then directly run for a shower. Shower! Oh god.

Every time I think of her - of Emilia, my fingers itch to touch her, my panties get ruined. The petite curve of her waist, the way she giggles and I can notice every little shake and ripple. Emilia was cute, séxy, in the most innocent way ever, as if she were oblivious to just how much her features could undo a person. And in this case, that person was me.

she whispered, her voice small and scared. Lucas Antonio,a man in his late thirties, a name whispered in boardrooms with reverence, a titan of industry, knelt before the small, broken child. The man who commanded vast energy empires, whose decisions swayed markets, found himself humbled by the profound grief etched on Ava's face. He recognized the hollowness in her eyes, a mirror of the despair he had once known. He gently lifted her into his arms. Her small body trembling against his.

Emily would listen, nodding politely, but her mind was always elsewhere, lost in memories of her brothers and the life she had left behind. Inishola, perceptive and understanding, gave her space. He sensed her sadness and tried to comfort her in his way, providing her with books to read and encouraging her to explore the vast estate. He even arranged for her to have her horse, a beautiful black mare named Nyx, hoping that riding might bring her some joy.

5 months later (There is a new twist in the plot, stay with the story) Dark content ahead Emilia's point of view - I haven't properly slept in three days. Last night I have only been asleep for four hours and day before yesterday, only two hours. I was woken up by sudden touch on my ass. I could feel someone's hand on my butt as they tried to squeeze it. I instantly got up, feeling uncomfortable. As I opened my eyes I was greeted with sight of my husband, Adriano, sleeping naked in the same bed as me.

Low and dreamy. The driver's grumbling had her digging into her pocket bringing out a few crumpled notes and handing them over to him. Still grumbling the driver zoomed off leaving puffs of smoke after him. The girl turned finally, taking in the house and her eyes met Emma's... Pale brown and fluid. Emma could bet she could swim in it. "Hey. I'm Jemi" ********************** Okay, firstly this doesn't look like an apartment someone could rent. But that was it right. *BLOCK 105*. It was just a big flat. Jemi felt heartbroken. This looked like a family house.

When Ameira climbed up, she saw the small gate was wide open so she walked in without permission. On the outside of the bookstore, you can see that there are plants. The plants that are placed in the pots are extravagant and beautiful, indicating that the owner is wealthy. She looked at the door, it was open and because the wall is made up of glass, Ameira could easily see the guy that the old woman mentioned earlier. Kendrick and... "Aleja," for some inexplicable reason, Ameira smiled as she mentioned the man's name. But her eyes widened and her cheeks became slightly warm as she stared at the man without clothes on top who was bathing in his own sweat.

Where did he go? "Elle come on let's go inside, we drawing attention to us" Elle nodded and followed Mia to be stopped by a TV presenter "Hello Miss Elle, what do you think about the famous Ethan Cephas?" By now, all cameras were on her trying to capture the moment. Elle pursed her lips before she said "I think Ethan Cephas is a ghost"

“Veronica, this is Mary. She is the woman to see about anything around here. She can show you to your room so you may change before meeting the king.” I looked down at my clothes that had been wrinkled from sleeping on the plane. I was in traveling clothes. I thought about it for a moment and realized what the rest of me must look like. My cheeks were red with the heat from my blush. Looking at Nikola and Theo, you would’ve never assumed they had been traveling with me. “I’m so embarrassed.” I said before thinking. “I’m Roni.” I smiled sheepishly at her extending my hand. The old woman he called Mary seemed to look me over for a moment before nodding her head, smiling sweetly. A younger woma

His hands played around her abdomen. Emma was ashamed of making sound and she tried to shut the eratic sounds coming from her heart. She wanted more. His every touch was driving her crazy but she could not blunt it out. Elijah teased her more. He brought down her panties and her well shaved public area was before his eyes. He wanted to see her deep and let his mouth drink her wine. Elijah held her waist and Emma subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist. He supported her butt and took her to his bed.