Emmy Rossum Nude Photos นิยาย & เรื่องราว

EMMA POV I couldn’t believe what I was doing as I walked into the gym for my second session. The tiny black workout shorts I’d chosen were practically illegal — they barely covered half my ass cheeks, riding up with every step and showing the soft underside of my curves. My cropped tank top clung to my heavy breasts, the thin fabric doing nothing to hide how hard my nipples already were. I felt exposed, slutty, and so fucking turned on I was already wet before I even saw him.

Emmy did not continue her sentence; she glanced at Nina from behind her sunglasses through the center mirror. "What others, Emmy?" Nina asked, confused. Emmy sighed, "That woman approached me once, tried to be friendly, and was going to bribe me." "For what?" Nina interrupted. "For what else if not to get close to Mr. Boss? She wanted to get close to Mr. Nathan; she wanted to be able to sleep with Mr. Boss. She would give me anything as long as I could get her into the boss's room. Of course, I refused; I also told her that no one, including me, can enter his private room." Emmy paused for a moment; her eyes flashed anger again. Fortunately, she wore sunglasses, almost covering half of her f

Either way, HOT. One arm was bent, hand propped under his head. His other arm stretched out to take the photo. Sweet baby Jesus. I’m not sure how long I was staring at the zoomed-in picture, but apparently long enough to worry him. My phone started to buzz again. I sighed, closing the picture to check my messages. Collin: Cass? You okay? Did I go too far sending a tasteful nude? I say tasteful since the goods are covered. Cassidy: I’m here. That was… *fire emoji*