Emma Sirus Feet Novels & Stories

"Dress red like blood, hair matted down with darkness." Eyebrow raised, I look at Emma's reflection. "You read way too much." "Maybe so, but I'm not wrong. You look nice but like you could kill someone." Turning around, I fix the thick straps of my dress. "Good. That's what I like to hear." "What about your shoes?" Emma asks as I walk out of the bathroom. "Your sneakers aren't going to cut it." I look down and wiggle my toes, then look at Emma's feet. She has on a pair of classy black laced heels, the same black as her dress, and they give her a bit of height. I probably should have noticed that her eyeline is above mine now.

he says as he offers me his hand. I scoot to the edge of the seat and slowly lower myself to the ground. I can see Emmett smirking out of the corner of my eyes and I turn my head to give him a sharp glare. My bare feet hit the soft grass outside of the cabin and I wiggle my toes against the wet dew that had settled on the blades over night. “Ella… Luna…” Emmett corrects himself. “Where are your shoes?” He asks me with an air of frustration in his voice.

Bane asked her. “No, I’m happy if I can go upstairs and kick these shoes off,” she said with a smile. “Are your feet hurting? You should have said something.” “They aren’t hurting, they are a little sore. I’m not used to walking around in stilettos,” she told him. Emma yelped as Bane swept her off her feet and into his arms. She quickly put her arms around his neck. “Bane, what are you doing?” she asked.

“What are you doing?” Aries took Cara’s right foot in his hand, and she could feel his fingers probing gently as he inspected it. “Your feet look like they have doubled in size.” Cara’s heart was racing as Aries’s hand lingered on hers, and she attempted to pull away, but he held firm. “You should not wear heels!” “Mr. Grayson…” “Aries! It’s Aries.” His grey eyes bore into hers as he spoke, causing Cara to gulp nervously.

And it was here that she had confessed her plan last fall. Like Celeste’s other siblings, Sirius had reddish brown hair and green eyes. He stood a little over six and a half feet with about four inches between them. They both had athletic builds and tanned skin. Sirius wore running shoes, black basketball shorts and a gray tank top. His neck had his mate’s mark, and the Silver Lake Pack Crest was tattooed on his left upper arm.

When he realized she looked taller than normal he looked down at her feet and saw she was also wearing a pair of black, high heeled gladiator sandals that wrapped all the way up her shins. Roman needed a minute to find his voice. The astonishing vision he saw couldn't possibly be the same girl who had so carelessly masturbated in his bed while he'd been out of the house earlier. The girl was most obviously pleased as she giggled and watched her speechless father rise slowly from his deck chair.

As instructed, I walk right in. And I see Sydney. She’s naked, one prefect slender leg lifted with her heel resting on the back of the sofa. Her other leg drapes down off the front and her widely spread legs converge where her fingers are deep inside of her pussy. Her breasts are perfect, teardrops of perfection against her tiny frame. The other is partially obscured by her arm as she reaches down to her pussy. Her free hand grips the cushion beneath her perfect ass and her body is shaking. It appears I walked in right at the point of culmination.

The next night I do exactly what he said. I slip into a soft yellow sundress, short and flowy, with nothing underneath — no bra, no panties. My nipples are already hard, brushing against the thin fabric every time I move. Emma goes down easy again, worn out from playing outside all day. The second her bedroom door clicks shut, Lucas is on me like a man who’s been starving.

She pairs it with sleek black ankle boots that add height and attitude, making her look like a goddess. Emily stands beside her in a playful sequined bodysuit that sparkles with every movement, catching the light like stars in the night sky. The high-cut legs and long sleeves make her look effortlessly chic, and her bold red lipstick pops vibrantly against the shimmering fabric. She finishes off the outfit with strappy black heels that showcase her toned legs, making them look even longer.

A fashionista, perhaps because of his height. "Oh, yeah! I hope we won't meet any scheming people." Sirene said. Her hands were inside the pocket of her pale pink jacket. She wore a black and white retro-sweet crop top, leggings, and comfortable rubber shoes. Her long legs and tall height made her look captivating.