Fiona Costello Nude Novels & Stories

He didn't want to seem like a jerk for drooling on her, so he immediately went to the shower. During the whole shower, Fiona filled his mind. He came out of the bathroom and found the sight in front of him gorgeous. In front of him was Fi, standing in all her glory. She was dressed in half-pants and a white loose see-through tee, which allowed Justin to see the tank top she was wearing underneath. She wore flip-flops. Fiona kept her hair open. She looked stunning despite her wearing no makeup other than a baby pink lip gloss. When Justin came out of the shower, he was just wearing a towel. So Fiona immediately covered her eyes and turned around.

Tessa, dressed in an off-the-shoulder, cinched-waist dress, her long hair dropping to her waist, wore light makeup that enhanced her pure and gentle appearance, giving off the vibe of a refined young lady from a noble family. But despite her stunning beauty, she was truly a siren. "Well, what can I say? The heavens favor me," Fiona said with a smug smile, raising an eyebrow. She then lifted her bandaged arm. "It's just a burn on my foot and arm. Neither wound is bigger than a palm… Guess who pulled me out of the fire?" As she spoke, she turned and walked over to the hospital bed, sitting down with a look of keen interest directed at her.

Instead, the blinding white light of professional studio strobes hit my eyes. I froze. My jaw dropped. The underground space was a clean, flawlessly clear, and incredibly well-equipped high-fashion photography studio. There were catering tables filled with fruit and sparkling water. High-end cameras were mounted on tripods. And there, sitting on a velvet couch, were three other beautiful models, entirely unharmed, casually chatting with a female stylist. In the center of the room, Fiona was standing against a gray backdrop, a professional reflector shield bouncing light onto her face. She wasn't tied up. She wasn't crying. She was in the middle of a high-fashion photoshoot.

Fiona remarked and the maids exited, leaving just her in the room. She got up and reached for her drawers where she pulled out a photobook. The very first picture was that of Zayne all majestic and the second picture was also him but right after a work out. "He is so hot. Much hotter than any model in the kingdom" Fiona giggled and then opened more pages which were filled with more pictures of Zayne and a few pictures of herself. Her heart however froze when she came across the picture of her dead mate, Zayne's step brother.

He was looking at her without blinking. She was clutching him and the sight of her being whole naked under that rival sheet made his eyes twinkle. Nandini felt his gaze and pinched him “THis is solution? You lunatic.” “Falcone please.”he didn’t say anything “In front of me I want to see you only in this form. It reduces my effort and saves many lengths of clothes you wear. Try to be in minimal shut it be naked in our bedroom.”Falcone asserted, making her punch him.

Letting herself in with a spare key, she decided to shower to cool down. When she heard the door open, she assumed Anya was back and asked for her undergarments, never imagining she would be seen naked by her cousin's fiance. While changing, Fiona discarded the undergarments she had worn before her shower, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of them being touched by a man. Noticing Fiona's anger, Frederick spoke gently, "Let's keep today's incident between us, alright?" Although he wasn't deeply in love with Anya, the news of him seeing his fiancee's cousin naked would undoubtedly be mortifying.

If I'm being totally honest, this jade dress was too much clothing for what we had here. “So… what do you think?” Eldren grinned at me. Is he really expecting me to praise him for this chaos? I was about to retort when I felt that disdainful glance on the sides of my neck. I gulped. Without looking, I already knew who it was. To my right, Fiona was standing in what I'd like to call lingerie with a little flair. Her makeup and hairstyle screamed freaky and honestly, I was amazed she was comfortable in that. Though I suppose it wouldn’t be unnatural considering….

It was on brand, I guess, for someone I’d peg as an exhibitionist herself to be plenty comfortable taking sexy photos of her friend. I’m sure the smile on my face was dopey as hell as I scrolled through the half dozen pics on my phone. Fi was wearing a black silk nightgown in the pictures and had her hair tied up in a dramatic high ponytail. She was wearing dark red lipstick that drew bold attention to her lovely lips. Me: Goddess. You are so fucking sexy. Fiona: You like? Me: You know I do. You are gorgeous, baby. Now all I can think about is how badly I want to be touching you.

But as she let her guard down, trouble soon found Fiona. Though she was once playful, her medical career had restrained her. Now, without work and with endless money at her disposal, her indulgences grew. For years, she had used her allure to get ahead, and she particularly enjoyed spending money in this area. Jaxon Wilde was a young man recently involved with Fiona, and he suggested a trip to Phailune. Moreover, a video from a male model restaurant in Phailune had circulated in her social circle, showing a woman surrounded by muscular men while drinking. The atmosphere was charged with seductive energy.

"You two. Try again." Looking like he'd rather be anywhere else, Riley assumed position. Instead of following instructions, Fiona stepped closer to Riley, skimming a red fingernail down his abs. "I think maybe I'll go nude for our next session." Choking, his eyes bugged from his skull. She elbowed him, causing him to wheeze, and moved to stand beside him as if she doubted he was a viable threat. "Done." He clenched his fists. "Again with the cheating."