Emma Olivia Robinson Nude Novels & Stories

“Instead of threatening to throw a knife at me just so I'd walk with you to get drunk.” “Oliver, that doesn't mean you can't at least pretend to be decent and enjoy being here.” Keyleth whined, tugging the cowl of her hood up. I snorted. “I can't pretend to be something I'm not.” An onyx-eyed female wolven was suddenly inches away from me. The pale skin of her breasts pushed up and almost out of the cloth that struggled to keep them in place. She pulled her bottom lips in, revealing the sharp edge of one of her fangs, her eyes roaming over me. Shoving another growl down my throat, I watched her approach me, her fingertips inches away from my face. Her jet black hair fell in waves to her shou

My stomach burns with rage, Romano is a monster. “Shut up! You don’t know what you are talking about. Olivia is an innocent girl, she would never deceive me or do anything behind my back, she is just a victim of our wickedness, but she is nothing like us or her father, she is good,” Stefan defends me.

Fabian Stone, in a tuxedo that fit him like a second skin, his dark hair swept back, his green eyes pinning me in place. Hot and sexy. He looked at me like I was the only thing in the world, and I hated how it made my knees wobble, every freaking time. “Olivia,” he said, my name a low rumble in his chest, and I felt it in my bones, like he had claimed me already. “You’re beautiful.” I snorted, crossing my arms to hide how much his words shook me. No dude, I look like a freaking kangaroo that got splashed with paint.

I didn’t want to make either of us any more nervous than it needed to be. Oliver eventually finds the zip and pulls it down at lightning speed, trying to make up for lost time, swearing as I step out of tonight's outfit, revealing a very naked self. I couldn’t even wear a bra with this dress. I had to go all out. “You need a spanking for this,” he grumbles, running his hands through his hair, trying to control himself. I don’t need control. I need him. Oliver yanks off the rest of his pants before I can pull him back into a deep kiss, hoping that he’ll see that right now he’s all I need.

She was straddling me, her weight light but insistent. “I feel so hot, Liam,” she whimpered. Her voice was breathless and desperate. “I want you inside me right fvcking now. Please.” I swallowed really hard as I ran my eyes up and down her body, my brain struggling to catch up. What made me freeze more than her actions was not her boldness; no. It was how Olivia was completely naked on top of me. I mean, she wasn't wearing a damn thing. Her skin was flushed, glowing in the morning light, and her eyes looked so hungry, dilated and glazed with a chemical need.

Inside, the floors were polished to a perfect shine, mirrors lined every wall, and the scent of rosin and fresh lavender hung in the air. Olivia walked in wearing a deep navy leotard with sheer mesh panels at the sides and an open back. Her hair was swept into a perfect low bun, not a strand out of place. Clara and Ava were already stretching at the barre, their soft chatter echoing lightly in the open space. “Hey, Emily!” Ava called. “You look like a fashion editorial.” Olivia smiled. “So do you. Your legs looks unfairly long.” “That’s because she hasn’t eaten carbs in three years,” Clara teased.

“Harder… just like that…” Her moans grew louder as she imagined Olivia’s voice whispering dirty things to her. She was so lost in it — fingers making wet, filthy sounds, hips bucking wildly — that she didn’t hear the soft click of the door opening. Olivia stood there in the doorway wearing a sheer black robe that did almost nothing to hide her big, hard nipples and the dark triangle between her thighs. She watched silently, eyes dark with hunger, as Edwina fucked herself desperately on the bed.

Like I was already hers and I didn’t need to keep them on. Now, laying on the bed, I was completely naked. I haven’t been a fan of wearing underwear, so my boobs and pussy were exposed to the eyes of Olivia. The exposure felt vulnerable, and I felt small under her gaze, like she was seeing every part of me that I usually kept hidden, every secret of my body.

An apology for last night’s madness. “What are you sorry for Raven,” she said softly as she trailed her hands over my shoulders. My body quivered as her soft hands tucked them in gently for a massage. My body struggled with confusion and anxiety. I didn’t seem to understand what this was all about. Olivia naked, making suggestive moves and actions at me. Part of me was trying to understand. But the greater part was already lost in this adventure my head struggled to delve into. Then her hands went down, sliding into my singlet down my tits. My breath paced. Chest suddenly rising. She pulled my tits into her hands, my hardened sensitive nipples sending a message throughout my entire core as h

Olivia opened her eyes by a quarter and then hurriedly closed them back. The sun's rays were getting into her eyes. “Oh God,” she moaned as she tried to move but a hand was holding her waist. Her eyes hurriedly flew open. She slowly looked at her body. A male hand was curled around her waist and the most unbelievable thing was that she was naked under the sheets. “What…the…fuck,” she muttered blinking. Olivia tilted her head while trying to remember what had happened last night.