Exposed Novels & Stories

The fucking condom broke. Fuck. His breathing increased. Bonnie, on the other hand, asked confused as she felt the nervousness radiate from Lorenzo. "What's wrong?" "Fuck." Lorenzo only mumbled. "Lorenzo you're scaring me. What's going on? Is Grace okay?" Bonnie wobbled over to him, touching his shoulder. "The fucking—Shit!" He exclaimed, dropping the bin.

“Is that what you spent the last fifteen years doing? Earning favors?” “Something like that.” He began unbuttoning his shirt as my eyes immediately magnetized to the skin. It wasn't the first time I saw him exposed and yet each time was different. Now, it was as if he was completely comfortable, as if he had done it a thousand times. I would be one fortunate woman if he had… “There's a shower in the back. I'll only be a bit.” I nodded before letting him leave before one of the many naughty thoughts came to light.

“ not until I see for myself ” he said and the next thing he did made Claudia shrieked in horror with her eyes wide. He tore the front of her dress leaving her breast exposed for his view. When Alan search and saw there was no blood, his black eyes fell on Claudia's breast lusting after it. Claudia used her giant strength to stand up on her feet and ran towards her dressing room slamming the door shut. She stood before the mirror staring at her dress which was torn till her stomach.

As dawn broke the next morning, the gentle beeping of the machines that kept a watchful eye on Tyler's vitals filled the room with a soft, persistent sound. I was planted firmly beside his bed, the rhythm of the beeps offering a thread of comfort amid the turmoil swirling around us. My gaze was locked onto my phone screen, scrolling through the flood of breaking news. One headline grabbed me, refusing to let go: "Caleb Jones: Wanted Fugitive Following Explosive Fraud and Embezzlement Revelations."

The subway slowed for the next stop, doors hissing open, but they stayed locked together, his cock buried deep as people shuffled. A rush of cool air hit her wet thighs, heightening the exposure. Someone brushed past, close enough to feel the tension, and Maya's heart raced—exhibitionism at its peak, the discreet sex teetering on discovery.

" My eyes narrowed. This was the friend I'd known for four years. Just to step on me in front of a woman, he was willing to drag my name through the dirt. I wasn't letting this slide. I tagged Kevin directly in the group chat. "Since you're so certain, how about we get together tomorrow night? Bring your evidence and expose me in person." Kevin replied instantly, "Sure. Ms. Spencer should come too. Since you're supposedly some wealthy heir, let's go to Grand View. You can afford to treat us there, right?" Grand View? That was the high-end club my family owned. I set down my phone and rubbed my temples. Sitting across from me was Celia Spencer, dressed in a sleek business suit that made her l

Her voice was calmer. But sharper. “You did not protect me.” Silence. “You managed me.” Adrian’s expression shifted slightly. Not defensive. But precise. “I limited exposure rate.” Anna nodded slowly. “So I would not break.” “Yes.” Silence. Anna looked at him for a long moment. Then said quietly, “And what about now.” Adrian met her eyes. “You are already within full exposure range.” Silence. Anna exhaled slowly. “So now you are not limiting anything.” “No.” Silence.

"Why would you.. " he asked but I wasn't listening anymore. I snatched his phone from Aunt Gracy but was met with password I wanted to hand it over to him to press his password but he beat me to it by telling me "The password is kejogmet" "okay" I said pressing the password and it unlocked though in my mind, I was surprised. I can remember overhearing NataliesN conversation with Jeanette and Eleanor when Natalie complained Kendall wont tell her his phone's password.

My hand was shaking as I was accepting their request. I also had more than a thousand notifications, thanks to Noah's tag on my name on his post. I was browsing my I*******m account when I saw Anne's latest I*******m post. Her post kill all the excitement that I felt earlier. It was a picture of her and Andrew. It was a candid shot. They look happy and in love. Anne's caption says it all. "Partner"

I questioned, peering up at Jarren. “Just a little. It’s not all that noticeable yet.” “What will we do when it is?” He shrugged. “Nothing. There’s no reason to hide it, but I’m not going to go around announcing it, either. It’s nobody’s business except ours.” “When you live in the public eye and every time you go out, people are taking pictures of you, that isn’t exactly true,” Xander said from his seat in the armchair. “Shut up, Xander. You aren’t helping,” Jarren snapped.