Felicity Smoak Nude Novels & Stories

We also danced with our funny steps and things went on the next level and- Now I am naked and alone in the bed. "Shit!Felicity is my human mate."I yelled as soon as I recalled everything from last night.

She asked. Felicity didn't take any offense and she held out her hand. “Hi, I'm Felicity—Mia's friend.” I looked at her as Melanie said, “I didn't know you made a new friend.” “We bonded over massages and manicures,” Felicity said, showing Melanie our nude-painted nails. “You had manicures?!” Melanie exclaimed, grabbing my hand. “Come show me the house,” I said, grabbing her hand and dragging her into the house.

"This is a bank statement from November 2003. On November 18th, 18 thousand dollars was wired into your account. The man who transferred the money to you was Jack Watson—the same man who bought your son from you." Although there were a million people watching the livestream, it was deathly quiet at that moment. Felicity didn't move an inch as she stared at the camera. She looked as if her soul had escaped her body. The silence stretched on for ten seconds. Then, Felicity did something completely unexpected. A cold and resigned smile stretched across her lips. "Fine. I have to give credit where it's due. You're good." Her voice had changed, making her sound like a completely different person.

That should get us to the club right on time. I hear the door open and I turn to greet Felicia. "Holy shit, you look hot!" She's dressed in black jeans and a black leather vest with a fringe down the front. She looks like a vision, and my body instantly hardens. "I like your reaction!" I take her in my arms and kiss her soundly. When I finally let her go, her dark bedroom eyes have that dreamy look she gets. "What did you do with your eyes?" "It's called a smokey eye look. Do you like it?"

He turns the screen around so Kitty and I can see. A girl with caramel-colored skin sits in front of a window, her back to the camera. Her face is turned slightly to the side, so that the viewer can just make out her wistful, faraway expression. She’s totally naked; sunlight caresses the delicate curve of her waist. It’s sensual yet innocent, relaxed yet full of sadness. “Sexy,” Kitty says. “Thanks,” Cameron says. “I’m always looking for new models.” He leans into me, suddenly pushing my hair back behind my ear, hooking a finger under the spaghetti strap on the left side of my dress and letting it fall off my shoulder. He nods, as if pleased with the adjustment.

Ellie scoffed and turned her attention back to the TV. I glanced at the screen to see what she was watching, and my heart stopped when I saw Felicity’s face. It was some lifestyle program. They were interviewing Felicity about her beauty routine and what it was like to be so closely linked to the Alpha. I gritted my teeth in irritation as I listened to Felicity’s voice. It was sweet—higher than its natural register—and she made a show of looking bashful as she smiled at the camera. "Well, you know, it’s just so easy. Alpha Nolan—he’s so charming and sweet. At least, he is to me."

I patted her pussy, soaking up her cum. "Very considerate, sir." I got my phone. "Smile," I said. She covered herself up, hastily saying, "No nudity, Master. I can't risk it getting out due to my profession." "No nudity. Just a little thank you to my slaves. Smile for them, Zoe." She adopted a shit eating grin and I snapped a photo. Her hair was mussed, her skin flushed. She looked like exactly what she was; a well fucked slave. I showed her the picture. "This is okay to send, right?"

she placed her phone on the desk and started undoing her zip. Raymond licked his lips and just as always, he saw Felicity approaching him and undressing herself, that turned him on even more. She unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, fetching out his dick and then covering it with her mouth immediately, "oh damn Felicity" he moaned. "What the heck?" Natalia stopped what she was doing and stared at him with a tinge of frown on her face. Raymond snapped open his eyes and he realized he must have mentioned her name again "don't worry, I'm just doing a little role play."

I pulled off slowly, still holding his throbbing cock in my hand, and gave it a few firm, twisting strokes while I looked up at him with my sluttiest smile. “There we go, baby,” I said, voice husky. “Nice and hard, just how I like it. This cock should stay rock solid for your whole set if you think about how good my mouth felt wrapped around it.” Tommy looked down at his erect dick and grinned wide. “Fuck, Felicia. You make it look so easy. What would I do without you back here, you perfect little cock-sucker?”

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.