Erin Ashford Nude Novels & Stories

Each movement sent pulsating waves of pleasure between us, our breathing ragged and heavy. Desperate for more skin-on-skin contact, we hastily removed our remaining clothes, leaving them discarded in a disheveled heap on the warehouse floor. Naked against one another, Ember guided my engorged member towards her wet entrance as she spread her legs wider in anticipation. As I entered Ember's heat slowly, our synchronized moans filled the air, our bodies merging together as one. With each thrust into her tight core, pleasure intensified, transcending us to new heights. I pulled out almost completely before driving back into her, positioning her legs over my shoulders to reach a deeper penetrati

The next second, Ashley screamed, and all the drowsiness disappeared in an instant. In front of her is a picture of a handsome man just out of the bath. He has wheat-colored skin and a tall and slender figure, the muscles of the chest, arms, and lower abdomen are fit and well-proportioned, and the proportions of the inverted triangle are perfect and impeccable. A bath towel is loosely tied around the waist, and the mermaid line is obvious and sexy. Ashley widened her eyes and pointed at the half-naked Morgan Blackstorm, "You...you..."

When I opened my eyes, Ash was in between my legs, sliding his fingers along my inner thigh, trailing kisses on them. "That feels so good" I moaned as all three of them kissed my body from different angles. Ares and Adonis unclipped the straps from my fishnets and Ash pulls them off. He climbs back between my legs and kisses my flower through my panties. Ares is breathing in my scent at my neck and growls as he smells my arousal.

Ashton While Nick and I were kissing, I couldn't help but trail my hand over his bathrobe and I slowly took it off in Nick's body. I want to have a closer look at his muscular body that I only got a chance of seeing through his I*******m account. I sometimes jack off while looking at his thirst trap photos, I love it every time he posts a picture of him wearing a jockstrap showing his plump ass. "Hmm!" I muttered sharply as we continued our kisses.

Ash " You won't say anything to me today. Let me show you how much I love you. " I didn't say anything. She took off my pant and shirt. I was naked in front of her. She tied my hands to the side if bed. Ali " Ash what are you doing? What would I do? " Ash " You don't need to do anything my dear hubby. Just stay here and enjoy. " I didn't say anything and She then got up and opened her night gown. God she was looking so sexy in that bra and underwear. I bought that for her I never got chance to see her in that. They were of black color and the bra was transparent at her nipples. She was killing me that moment.

There was no finesse to my movements as I whipped my T-shirt over my head and tossed it aside before lowering my hand to my sweatpants to do the same. Asher watched the whole thing with heated eyes that made my face and neck flush. I wrapped my arms around myself when I was naked, suddenly feeling self-conscious. Asher lifted my arms away with a shake of his head. “Let me see you.” I snorted, feeling the need to make light of the situation. “You act like you’ve not seen it all before.” He didn’t reply, just raked his eyes over me, his gaze burning my skin like hot coals.

The asylum sat at the edge of the city on a bluff overlooking the Tyrrhenian Sea, its facade elegant in the way old, quiet buildings tended to be when nobody wanted to draw attention to what actually happened inside them. Eve stood at the gate in plain civilian clothes, no mask, no tactical vest, Aria and Ryan holding the perimeter two blocks out per Alex's insistence that this meeting happen with as few visible weapons as possible. Her heart hammered a rhythm that had nothing to do with combat readiness and everything to do with the fact that she was, in a matter of minutes, going to look at a face she'd spent years being told belonged to a dead man.

“For both of them.” He reached into the depths of his coat and pulled out a small, jagged shard—its obsidian surface gleamed menacingly in the dim light, etched with an ancient symbol that pulsed faintly, as if alive. “We will test the ward tonight. Just a whisper—just enough to see if she feels it.” With fervour, he turned to his men, his eyes ablaze with intensity. “And when she does, she’ll start to unravel. That’s when we move.”

But once it hit the internet, it ignited like gasoline on a dying flame. One image. That’s all it took. Vera Sterling, laughing freely in a designer swimsuit, legs dipped in a sunlit pool. Eira, beside her with wild curls and floaties, grinning with bunny teeth as she splashed water at her mother. And Asher Donovan? He stood at the edge of the pool, shirtless, holding a silver tray with two drinks and a towel like some devoted servant, his head tilted with a soft, amused smile as if nothing in the world mattered but those two girls.

Ten of them. All naked. Nude. Bare. Stripped. I don't even bother reading the message. Instead, I set my phone down and focus on my laptop, pulling up the photos in full screen. I lean closer. I can’t believe it. She’s fucking incredible. The girl’s body is absolutely stunning; her breasts are perky and her pussy is perfectly shaven. My arousal increases as I imagine having her nipples in my mouth. My cock is painfully erect, just at the thought of it.