Everly Lane Nude Novels & Stories

His aggressiveness was unnerving and I never expected him to be the jealous type. The next day in class, I was drowsy. I propped my chin in my right hand, barely able to keep my head up. Staring at the empty cup of Even with considerable effort to stay awake my lids closed. Just as I had fallen asleep Ada nudged me, holding her phone. "Quick. Look at our group chat!" she whispered fiercely. My heart leapt in my throat and my hands were clammy as I stared at the picture Everett had shared. There I was, in my lingerie with my vibrator, posed for him. Fortunately, my hair was covering my face, but I wasn’t going to let this slide.

His words sent a chill down her spine, and she gulped, rubbing her sweaty palms nervously. "I... didn't want to hide it from you," she stammered. "I was just scared..." Her voice trailed off before she finally blurted, "Denim wants me to meet him. He said if I don't, he'll post my nude pictures online." Eros stiffened, his jaw tightening. His dark eyes flashed with anger. "Nude pictures?" he growled. "How is that even possible?" Evanora sighed, her cheeks flushing with shame. "It was back when I used to bathe at his place. I thought he was going to be my husband... but he turned out to be an asshole."

Her body lay there naked and sparking under the moonlight that found its way into the room. I suddenly thought about something, if I wanted Eva for myself, I could as well do something to keep her, I licked my lips. I took out my phone again and snapped a few pictures of her in her weakened state. Her eyes fluttered open, and though weak, she managed to look at me. I knew Nate was looking for Eva. The thought of her being in my hands made my lips curl into a smile.

Lyle looked towards him and raised an eyebrow. "Oh I'm sure you are." "Weeeell... maybe not innocent.... I am gay after all, and I already lost my virginity to this cute Hawaiian I turned a long time ago~" Everest said and then went off in a daze with a smirk on his face. "My virgin ears," I whined. "Hey, we have a eighteen year old in the room," Lyle hissed and looked towards me with a playful smirk. "Oh dear~ My manners~ I said something in front of a child," Everest teased, looking towards me. "He was just so hot with his brown eyes and his black, coconut scented hair~ I couldn't resist~!" I covered my ears quickly.

She simply held out her hand. “Come on, baby. The private sauna is ready.” The door sealed shut behind them with a soft, final click. Heat wrapped around Lily’s bare shoulders and thighs, thick enough to taste. Elena adjusted the controls, then let the towel fall. Elena stood fully naked under the soft golden light…full breasts heavy, dark nipples already tightening in the heat, soft belly, wide hips, smooth shaved cunt glistening. She didn’t cover herself. She didn’t look away. She simply watched Lily’s face while the younger woman swallowed hard.

“Sierra, the information waves are crashing! Tell me the truth—is that really the High-Actor Linden Lane?” I clicked the link Ivy sent. The headlines were screaming across the Northlands' digital network: “Linden Lane’s Secret Mate: Moving into a Shared Den!” The image was a grainy shot taken outside the estate gates. It showed our backs—mine and Ryder’s—as we walked toward the house. Our faces were obscured, but since Ryder often doubled for the superstar Linden Lane in dangerous action sequences, the public had easily misidentified his silhouette. It was utterly preposterous. I forwarded the link to Ryder immediately. “The paparazzi have caught a scent. Can you explain this to Mr. Lane bef

Elena needed the money. The ad was simple it a private artist seeking nude model for long sessions and the pay was good very discreet. She showed up at the loft on a quiet Tuesday afternoon. The artist was named Cole his tall, and doesn't talk much probably in his mid-thirties, with paint-stained hands and a steady gaze. The studio was large and full of natural light. A wide couch sat near the windows. A big wooden table held brushes and sketches. “You can change behind the screen,” Cole said. His voice was calm. “Take your time.”

Everly's voice was soft and coy, nothing like the timid girl she acted like in front of me. "Alright. Whatever you say." Then came the rustling of clothes and the kind of breathy sounds that made my stomach churn. I pressed the download button. After the tears ran dry, all that remained was a cold that ran deep into my bones. ... By the time dawn broke, Jeremy came home. He looked exhausted, but there was a faint pink mark on his shirt collar. It was the exact shade of Everly's favorite lip gloss. Her profile picture flashed in my mind: a little white rabbit holding a carrot.