Erin Ashford Nude Novels & Stories

I rip it up, over my chest, until it comes over my head. Asher stops moving; he levels a look on me, taking in the view of my nudity. His cock flexes beneath me. "Take off your pants," I demand. He pops the top button; I rise up on my knees so he can shimmy the clothing off entirely. I start to lower myself, but he catches my hips, shoving me down firmly on top of his shaft. It sandwiches between us, sizzling with heat, the girthy tip poking my navel.

*** Writer’s POV: Aisha was busy cleaning the Prince’s room, unaware he was still in the bathroom. She was fixing his sheets when he stepped out of the bathroom. She froze, surprised and immediately uncomfortable. Luckily, Asahd had on a pair of trousers. Even till then, she reddened on seeing his nude chest and upper body. Normal, he was sculptured and smooth. Staring at his golden and perfectly tanned skin made you want to run your fingers over it.

Adom managed to choke out as he nudged his dick into Ash prostate. Ash sped up his movements, faster and faster and Adom just couldn't help himself, he had to roll his hips up to meet Ash. Suddenly, Ash swung himself around to have another perfect angle, so Adom was faced with the view of arch back. Adom was just admiring Ash delicate back, the sharp lines of his body, and the curve of his ass. Ash pulled himself up and dropping himself down, completely burying Adom's dick inside. Adom's eyes were entirely fixated on the spot where he could see his dick disappearing into Ash ass, could see it shiny, hard and red and stretching Ash wide open and he bit his bottom lip and moaned at how filthy

“You need nude photographs to get a part in a movie these days?” She cut her eyes toward me. “He wants them.” “I’m sure he does.” I inhaled deeply. “But, Ashleigh…if you walked into McDonald’s looking for a job and the manager asked if you had any nude photographs of yourself, you’d probably knock his block off and call the cops. So what makes this different?” Her voice was quiet, almost dreamy. “Brad Pitt.” “Brad Pitt wants nude photographs of you?” “I get to do the nude scenes with him.” Ashleigh finished the wine in a single gulp, crossed back to the love seat, and flopped her petite figure onto it.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

“Let them eat you, baby. Let them worship this pussy until you can’t think straight.” I came again with a broken sob, thighs shaking around their heads. They kept licking me through it, gentler now, drawing it out until I was twitching and oversensitive. When they finally pulled back, their mouths were shiny with my arousal. The sight made something deep inside me clench. Asher stood up and pulled his shirt off. His body was incredible — toned, strong, perfect. Finn and Silas followed, stripping down to their boxers. The outline of their cocks made my mouth go dry.

The other girls are finished and im dieing to wash the grim from the dungons off my skin. The tubs are empty so i can bath in peace"thank god" i say alound to myself. Fran is still in the kitchen with the others. Rubbing my sore and raw wrist i quickly stip off my tattered dress and step into the hot water sighing as i lay back into the water. I close my eyes enoying the sting of the aches slowly being pulled from my muscles. i want to melt and become apart of this tub for hours but life isn't that simple. My eyes snap open when i hear fran walk into the room ten minutes later. Thankfully I can't see her or her me due to the curtains that surround the tubs. Deciding i've soaked long enough

Alpha Asher's voice was rough and commanding, "My men will be going around the room to help with your techniques." "Lola." His deep voice pulled me from my explicit thoughts. Mason gave me a sympathetic look, while Breyona smirked. I walked over to Alpha Asher, my heart thumping in my chest. My heart nearly stopped entirely when Chelsea twitched up to Alpha Asher. She was wearing a sports bra that must've been four sizes too small. Her bre*sts were nearly popping out of the low cut tank top she wore. Her shorts were hiked up so high the bottoms of her b*tt cheeks poked out.

She had already lost a few of her senses, and she felt like her head was up in the clouds, despite her wide-opened eyes. And yet when she heard the cellar doors open, it was as though her spirit was forcefully pushed back to her body, forcing her to face the shame of having to look nearly less of a stinky rat. Their gasps were poorly silenced, and though their gazes were pitying, it still felt scorching. "L—Lady Adeline..." "You bastards!" one of her people growled, but with silver bars and silver cuffs around his leg, he couldn't lash out. He only encouraged a few weaker women to start choking on their sobs.

" He turned from her and shucked his pants,and then decided to take off his briefs too, just to irk her. He walked into the pool,in all his manly glory, his rod erect. Hermione had been busy exploring the depths of the pool, when she unfortunately chanced to take a look in his direction. “Aaahhhh!!!” she yelped and, in the process, gulped in water, she had seen what her mind would not be in a hurry to forget. She blushed and quickly backed away from Ruke, who was now in the pool with a huge grin on his handsome face. “Are you shy, baby girl”, he drawled sexily.