Fiona Gallagher Nude Scenes Novels & Stories

I giggled at the excitement of doing something I wasn’t allowed to do. My smile, however, was short-lived when I heard footsteps approaching. I rushed to take off the dress, but unfortunately, the zipper was stuck. I tried to reach behind my back to take it off in time, but it was too late. The door to Daniela’s room opened, and Orla walked in. She was the head housekeeper at the Kavanagh household, and she was very fierce. “What are you doing in Daniela’s dress, Fiona? You have been hired here to work, not audition for a fashion show.”

Aira whispered, leaning close to Nurse Mel. "I can't believe I'm getting to bathe in the presence of these Greek gods," Nurse Mel whispered back, covering her mouth with her hand as if to hide what she was about to say. "Oh my god, the main course above all main course," Dr. Aira gasped the moment Devon Dalton took off his shirt, revealing his chiseled abs and perfectly sculpted muscles, complemented by his sun-kissed skin.

She raised her lips and whispered in Anais' ear. “Let me tell you a little secret. I slept with Damian last night.” Anais' eyes widened. She suddenly felt anger wash over her. Her hand clenched into a fist. Her chest rose up and down rapidly. Fiona finally got the reaction she wanted. She stepped back and laughed happily. “ he was so good in bed. The way he pounded into me while he screamed my name. Oh gosh, it was wonderful.” Fiona touched her boobs while she spoke with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Touch her," he demanded again. Things were getting more and more heated. Fiona opened Brenda's robe to reveal a revealing translucent nightdress. She moved her hands over Brenda's breasts and bit at her nipple over the nightdress causing Brenda to moan. She moved her hands to Brenda's thighs and slowly started to lift the dress. Her hands reached up to her pussy since the flimsy material was bunched at her waist.

After recording this final scene, I tucked my phone away and turned around to flag down a cab. When I got home, I didn't turn on the lights. Instead, I sat on the couch in the darkness and replayed the video over and over. I noticed the fleeting hesitation on Zane's face when he put on the ring, and the way he gave in anyway. None of this was an accident. The laptop and wallpaper were all traps meticulously laid by Cassie, waiting for me, the rightful fiancee, to uncover my husband's true nature with my own hands. She had succeeded. My world, along with the 15 years of love, had been completely shattered.

She walked up to Ryan and tilted her chin to meet his gaze. "Getting close to you. Pleasing you. Making you fall in love with me. It was all for today." Ryan slowly turned around. There was nothing left in his eyes but exhaustion. "So Jennifer–" "I killed her," Fiona admitted without hesitation. "I lured her to the lake cabin. I had the rogues torture her. I made sure she sent you a desperate plea before she died. Because I know you too well, Ryan. You're suspicious and arrogant. You'd never believe someone you didn't care about."

Goddess, the way she bites her bottom lip when she’s trying to pretend she’s not turned on makes me want to take it between my lips and suck it. I stalk back to my office, trying to think of anything other than her so that my cock stops screaming for release. Every step causes friction that rubs against it, so I’m in a hurry to get out of the hallway. Once I make it to the privacy of my office, I lock the door and sit behind my desk. Now, I can finally let the images roll through my head. Fiona’s muscular body stripped bare, her large breasts bouncing as she rides me, her wet glistening pussy consuming me. I unfasten my pants and pump into my fist, hard and fast, like I’m fucking her sensele

“If I remember correctly, you were the one who ordered the bodyguard to crush my finger, right? He even told me that for every day I continued to remain in the mental asylum, he’d crush one of my fingers.” Luna lifted her head to fixate her unfaltering gaze on Fiona. “I’ve been your target since the start, so if I’m willing to self-mutilate my remaining nine fingers in front of you, will you let Nigel go?” Not only Fiona, but even Joshua and Nigel’s eyes widened in shock upon hearing this. Nigel, who had been silent all this while, immediately started screaming, “Mommy! What nonsense are you talking about?! Your hand… You’re a designer!”

He doesn't even have a heart, his not even touched by the tears, he isn't even looking touched is so heartless and I hate him so much he is one of my greatest enemies. I wish he's just gonna be touched and delete this nude stuff at once and we end everything concerning it. Thank God Fiona wasn't too hard on the issue and didn't share it or give it to Harper, she just deleted it saying it could make her puke and thank God that problem is solved. But here is the main problem and he seems not to be ready to delete and forget this nude shit, why don't he just say any hate word like fiona and delete it. What's with him and my nude?, What good will it be of him if my nude starts trending?.

In the corridor outside the exam hall, I pulled out my phone with shaking hands. The school broadcast had a new pinned post and it was about me, my face clearly zoomed out for the whole school to see. With the caption: “Advanced Aesthetics just got a whole lot more *hands-on*. Who knew Fiona could be such a hungry cock slut? She,s free for everyone #CampusScandal #FionaHarry”