Gabrielle Walsh Bikini Novels & Stories

Al said. “I am not opening a discussion about your face with Rafael Ricciardi.” “Tell him whale shark is bigger.” “Physically, whale sharks are larger than little boys.” “My whale shark.” “Your toy is twelve inches long.” “He’s growing.” <...> I arrived at GALA at ten forty-nine wearing a fitted knee-length black dress, a camel coat draped over my shoulders, my hair pulled into a sleek high ponytail, and thin gold earrings that looked expensive without begging for attention.

Honor came out of the bathroom, braced for the worst. Gabriel held up a black Speedo bathing suit with the tags still attached. She stared at it. “Wha — what?” “They sell some suits in the gift shop, but there isn’t much selection. I hope it fits.” She took the simple black suit and raised her eyebrows at him. “Really?” “Yeah, really.” He smiled and held up a pair of wildly colored Hawaiian print swim shorts he’d procured for himself. “Let’s go swimming.”

Yes… Norah Wilde was a brown-headed goddess… Leone could hardly breathe looking at her. She was a vision in a long, sparkling dark blue skirt with a high slit and a lavender, equally glittering halter top that clung lovingly to the swells of her breasts. Her waist was bare and her wavy long, brown hair was falling down freely, framing her sweet face. She wore silver hoop earrings and a dozen thin bangles supplied by the stylist. Gabrielle’s sandals were slightly big, but Leone knew that no one will notice that since Norah’s toes were freshly painted in a passionate shade of red.

She instantly waves off the thought. Alpha Wilson also started walking towards her and Demika, ignoring the gaggle of girls following him, while the two amorous birds of prey - Jason and Gabrielle - walk behind him wrapped around each other… her hand round his waist and his round her neck kissing her red silky hair continually, since he towers above her by multiple inches Gabrielle is a 5’6 auburn redhead Latino beauty, while Jason is a 6’2 macho masculine blond with freckles on his face.

Brian ran into Mike and Gabrielle again as they were coming out of the gate after the evening games. Gabrielle was dressed in a crop top, a quilted black bomber, and tight-fitting stretch denim shorts. She also had a snapback on her head. Her simple dressing made her look sporty and sexy. The short denim perfectly showed off her thighs and her famously long legs. Brian quickly walked into a nearby store the moment he sighted them holding hands. Mike, who was bouncing a ball with his left hand, gave out a loud laugh that rippled through the air. Gabrielle also grinned.

Tomiwa however…. “Holy cow.” Jake whispered as he caught sight of his girlfriend walking to the pool. She had a shy look on her face and it was hard not to see why. She wore a white bikini that was way too revealing. The top did little to hid her bouncing assets and as for the bottom? The less said,the better. “Annabelle has a bikini like that?” Daniel whispered in awe as he couldn’t believe his eyes.

He’s playing to my interests and it works. I let him whisk me away from my desk, form my charity work, and we head back to the palace to change. I am not very good at swimming so I put on the bikini with no intentions of having to use it. I slip a white knit dress over the swim suit, though and let Gabriel walk me to the hot springs behind the palace walls. It’s not far from the beach, down a freshwater stream that cuts through the woods. Music and festivities have already commenced. Gabriel makes his typical rounds, shaking hands and greeting people, all while wearing a pair of swim shorts that leave the rest of him open to sight. He is carved beautifully in muscle, in strength, and I can’t

I was the one who envied Natasha's beauty, so why would she be trying to sabotage my outfit when she literally had the body of a model? “It's fine. I'll just change into something else.” I responded, trying not to think too much of it. I ended up wearing a jean bum short and a tube bra instead of a bikini. We got to the beach shortly after and the guys were already waiting for us. “Took you ladies long enough.” Gabriel said as his gaze scanned us one by one. “I thought you got something from the boutique?” He asked me and I knew he was referring to a bikini. “I feel more comfortable in this.” I responded and he smiled softly.

Belle said, "It's nice, but where's Gabriel?" "He's right here! Look, Gabe, Belle's asking for you." Gabriel's face appeared on the phone's screen. He was clad in his usual sportswear, causing him to stand out among the people around him in swimsuits. He waved at Belle and greeted her. "Hello, Belle." Belle replied, "Have fun, the both of you. And take care of Ginger, okay?" "Yeah, I know." Ginger then asked, "Hmm? Belle, you're at the beach as well?"

She needed freedom. With that in mind, she changed into a simple two-piece swimsuit and walked to the pool. She didn't care who would see her. She just wanted to swim. As she walked out, she could hear the maids whispering. The whispers stopped as she passed them. But Gabby ignored them, submerging herself in the cool pool and feeling a sense of peace wash over her. She was the 20-year-old Gabby, and she didn't care what other people thought.