Gia Grant Nude Novels & Stories

And she is all yours! Nathan walked towards the gift that had been prepared for him. He took hold of the ribbon that held the bowtie together and began to unravel it slowly. The silk quickly opened to reveal her bare breast. Her nipple was hard, and her Montgomery glands stood out in stark contrast to the rest of her areola. And he took a deep breath as the ribbon fell away to reveal her other breast. Finally, Nathan looked into Crystal’s eyes, and he sensed the same urgency he felt, reflected in her eyes. The nervousness and anxiety he’d seen on her face had been replaced by an expression conveying a sultry invitation.

"Nothing you haven't seen before, right?" Grace's mouth opened, but no words came out. Her brain had short-circuited. Aiden stood there completely naked, water droplets still clinging to his chest, his expression calm like this was the most normal thing in the world. She couldn't stop staring. Couldn't stop the heat rising up her neck and into her cheeks.

Fiadh whispers, and Krystal nods. I take a deep breath so I don't get annoyed again at their lack of research before looking at each of them. "Zuri's complexion, pose, and stature make her the prime choice for the Vaals, the Shikazs, the Bronkarks, and the Makskins. Fiadh, you are shy but pretty. While I do not expect you to be chosen quickly, the males from Glortinon, Cok, and Gaimo will mostly find interest in your submissive nature and features. As for Jia and myself, our dark smaller eyes aren't typically signs of beauty. Our other features are attractive, but I was saddened when I learned we might not be in the highest ranking, especially since I was considered a beauty in China before

I turn back to Theodore and I see his face is pulled tight, his jaw clenched as he watches this Grant guy pick up his children and hug Mrs Jenkins. Why do I sense some sort of rivalry here? “And you are?” Grant asks with a flirty smile as he extends a hand to me. I feel my face reddening from the attention of this twenty first century Greek god. Now that he's closer I can see the differences between him and his brother. He looks almost exactly like Theodore, but his face is older and softer, more approachable. I place my hand in his with a smile. “I'm Nova." “Nova?” His eyes narrow for a second, just for one second. “It means a bright star? Starlight, if I remember my astronomy correctly."

Nolan exclaimed in awe. Both of them only had a full pair of white pajamas on their bodies. That’s why we could see the changes in their builds. “Not only that, Nolan, their inner strength has also improved.” Mayra remarked with a light chuckle. Graham had a pale complexion naturally, but now his cheeks were rosy and tanning on his body improved his skin complexion. He also had a very light beard now, but the calmness of his face made me think as if he were in a good dream.

“Ever since you detoxed me, it feels like my vision has cleared. The stale air inside Salon de Orchid disgusted me, but I managed somehow.” I remembered Nathan saying something similar when he had been detoxed. Maybe narrowing of perception was an unconscious symptom for everyone exposed to it. If we gave Grace an MRI, there would probably be some kind of abnormality in her frontal lobe too. The lab door opened, and Nathan appeared. He was holding a paper bag. It was from Illumi. “The atomizer.” As he said that, he took a small orchid-shaped bottle out of the bag. Lucas, who was wearing gloves, accepted it and began pouring the fake Queen of Desire inside.

The sound was ungraceful and real. “But there was a second page. A grant letter.” I looked at Katherine. She raised an eyebrow, listening intently. “What kind of grant?” I asked slowly. “It’s called the ‘New Horizon Arts Initiative,’” Serena explained, her voice trembling with disbelief. “It covers everything. Tuition. Housing in the West Village. Studio fees. Supplies. It’s a full ride, Eliana. I don’t need Dad’s money. I don’t need his permission. I can just… go.”

I say. “So tell me,” Grant says. He’s lying on his stomach but he’s still quite distracting, with his golden skin and rippling muscles of his back. And his ass is out of this world. I mean… daaamn. It’s this curve of powerful muscle. Not quite a bubble butt, but just about there. Very distracting. Yet I manage to pull my eyes away and concentrate. “What did your people say about the texts?” “What, besides the fact that they’re unsettling?”

I nodded negatively. "No, don't believe her." Gracie got up on her feet and walked up to us. I could remember Kira's body structure so well. "Her merely wearing lingerie could make a man empty all his bank account. Now think about Aiden seeing her nakedness." Bianca said in my ears and I began to imagine that scene. No, no way. "No way" I shook my head. "Stop messing with her head, Bianca. Stop it!" Gracie yelled.

He smooths my skirt down, fixes my ponytail, wipes the mascara from under my eye with his thumb. Doors open on the lobby. Security guard glances up, confused why we’re both flushed and smelling like sex. Nathan just smirks, guides me out with a hand on the small of my back. “After you, princess.” I walk out dripping his cum, heels clicking, already counting the hours until tomorrow. I still hate him. God, I hope I always do. The next morning I wear the gray skirt on purpose, short, tight, no panties, no bra, just a thin white blouse that goes see-through under the right light.