Evangeline Lilly Nude Pics Novels & Stories

Chance: "Again? I wish you would tell me why every time I talk to you, you're in a different place." Lilly: "I can't give all my secrets away. What would I tease you with?" Chance: {laughing} "Fine, keep it mysterious. I like it. So, where are you now?" Lilly: "If I tell you, I'd have to kill you." Chance: {Growls in frustration} "I hate it when you do this. Anyways I was calling to let you know that Evan is getting married." Lilly: "Your brother, Evan? The guy who swore that he was a player for life?"

She rutted against me with more desperation, but gripping her bare waist, I gently eased her back, needing to see her. She whimpered, but I clucked my tongue. “Just for a moment, love. Let me see you.” I took my time. Goddess, Lillian had the hottest body I’d ever seen, and she hadn’t been wearing a bra under that dress. Her breasts were ample, would spill over if I tried to hold them in my hands. Her nipples were red and hard, begging to be teased and suckled.

Lila came with a guttural cry, nails carving crescents into the wood, begging in French for more, harder, ruin me. They marked each other in places clothes would hide: bite marks on inner thighs, fingerprints on hips, scratches down backs that burned in the shower. Someone saw them. A grainy photograph appeared in Evelyn’s departmental mailbox: the two of them in the underground garage, Lila pressed against the driver’s door of Evelyn’s Audi, skirt hiked, Evelyn’s hand clearly between her legs. Another showed them kissing in the elevator, mouths fused, Lila’s thigh riding high between Evelyn’s.

Together, they walked down the grand marble staircase, the crowd parting naturally for Levi Dominic Ford. It didn't take long for the atmosphere to shift. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, the laughter and chatter near the center of the room began to die down. People whispered, nudging one another, eyes tracking the powerful tech bilyonaryo and the mystery woman on his arm. And then, Lily saw them. Evangeline was standing by a towering ice sculpture, wearing a white diamond gown that looked suspiciously like a wedding dress. Damian stood beside her, a glass of scotch in his hand, laughing at something a businessman was saying.

Evan casually pulled Lillian into his arms. Indeed, Lillian made no resistance, instead willingly leaning into Evan's embrace, coquettishly saying, "Of course, darling, I just want to bribe you a little so I can get a better role!" And as they watched the two being secretly filmed with interest, they exchanged a meaningful look. Lillian's true colors were finally showing.

"Your wife is gorgeous. I can't help but to stare at her sometimes and think of how lucky you are. I was afraid you were going to get mad at me for how I look at her." I decided to fan the flames of desire even more, "Would you like to see a picture of her naked?" Frank's eyes lit up, "Hell yeah. Do you have some?" I started scrolling through my phone and found a few of Jill that I decided to show my neighbor. One was a full body shot of her completely naked, her small breasts, dark areola and completely shaven pussy in full view. The next one showed her bent over on all fours showing off her butt, her pussy lips showing and her tits hanging down. The third showed her on our bed with her kne

Like no one had stood outside our door whispering threats. “You look like you are plotting murder,” Lily said beside me. “I’m not,” I muttered. “You’re glaring at the ice.” “I’m just assessing.” “You don’t even know how icing works.” “That’s not the point.” She snorted. To my other side stood Evangeline. Perfectly styled hair. Immaculate posture. That subtle, dangerous beauty that looked like it belonged on magazine covers and battlefields alike. Her eyes were locked on Johanis. Of course they were.

She glanced at the display. Evangeline sat up, and her eyes widened, looking at the message from the same unknown number. Her hands trembling in fear, what will it be this time? She thought that as she clicked the image to d******d, it slowly loaded. She swallowed hard, staring at the picture: Nate, Victoria, and she on the bed, wrapped in the bedsheet. Then another message popped up, and an image automatically downloaded. This one displayed only Evangeline's scared face. Who was that? she thought, her eyes scanning her windows. She silently, hastily, closed the curtain.

Lila asked with a raised eyebrow. My cheeks got hot, and I looked away again, embarrassed at the mention of bedroom activities. “You know Evangeline, if you’re curious about sex, I bet Galden, or anyone really, would be willing to give you lessons.” Lila winked at me and burst out laughing when my body wash went flying past her head. “Oh come one Evangeline! I know you’re curious!” She hollered after me, but I had already walked away and turned towards the showers.

A few bags lay scattered on the ground, some beds were already slept in, but mostly the bunk was empty. Evangeline tore off her shorts and T-shirt and slipped under the covers. Once covered, she pulled off her panties and bra and dropped them on the side of the bed. Closing her eyes, her hand made its way between her legs, rubbing against her pubic bone, she pushed her palm flat against her body, pushing downwards until her fingers touched the engorged lips of her womanhood.