Giselle Maxwell Nude Novels & Stories

The sly man handed him a few sheets of his news articles. Max took them and glanced at them, but immediately tore them up. This made Geno laugh even harder. “I still have a copy, Mr. Max. You know that, right?” He pointed to his laptop and the hard drive plugged into it. “You can't stop me.” Max smiled slightly. “Giselle's past is quite shocking. My God, I didn't expect that girl to be so sexy on stage. Ah... I think visiting the bar where she used to work would be a good way to get more information.”

Kenzie smirked. "But we see you've been busy." Jessica quipped. "Its good to see you Max, shirtless, if I may add." Kenzie and Patty turned on her. "You know him?." They asked. Jessica arched an eyebrow, looking between Breanna and Max before replying. "As a matter of fact, I do." Breanna knew more questions were coming, but it was already embarrassing enough for Max to be seen shirtless by his students, she didn't want to make things more awkward.

He lifted his vest with his hand and took a photo of his abs in front of the mirror. Gisselle smiled. "What a nice body!" Chelsea also came to have a look. "Wow, pretty good. Since he wears the uniform, I never find that he has muscles." "Damn, look at his waist. It's even leaner than the stripper's waist!" "The stripper's is better." Chelsea shook her head. "No, Dr. Gavin is more charming." Russell twitched his eyes. "Who are you talking about?" Winston asked Russell. Chelsea was startled. Before Russell could stop Gisselle, Gisselle blurted out, "A fitness internet celebrity with a particularly good figure. He does the striptease in the live stream!"

My thumbs caressed her ribs, slowly moving up to the outline of her breasts, which were round and firm, feeling her shiver at the contact. And I asked, with a tone of hope in my voice I could barely disguise. "What are we now, then?" She opened her mouth to answer, but before the words could come out, the door to the room opened, and Max walked in, as carefree as ever. The scene he found was, to say the least, unexpected—the two of us, completely naked, on his couch. The shock was mutual. Lindsay and I quickly covered ourselves, while Max, with an expression between horror and amusement, began to back away, cursing. "Damn, guys, seriously? On my couch? For God's sake, get a room!"

Seeing his reaction, an elated Nanna quickly dragged out a reluctant Isabella from the indoor swimming area, closing the door after them, just as Angelina's eyes finally fell on Maxwell's dazed ones and instantly, her laughter died off while her heart skipped a beat upon seeing the look in his eyes… His eyes roved all over her, taking in the wet, luscious midnight black tresses matted over her gorgeous face, giving her a very sexy, seductive look. A drop of water dripped from her wet hair and Maxwell found his spellbound eyes following its slow progress down the column of her sexy throat, to her collarbone, to her chest— until it disappeared deep into her bikini…

She had just stepped out of the shower and was standing facing the bathroom mirror, stark naked. "What is happening to me! What the f**k is happening to me!" she screamed, not caring about her nudity or the effect it had on him. Maxwell could hear her unsteady heartbeat. He knew that something was seriously wrong. He traced his steps to pick up a bathrobe, and then he moved to her and put it on her, raising his head to the ceiling the whole time so he wouldn't see her nakedness. Although he was playing the little his eyes had seen when he had stepped into the bathroom. Who was he fooling? He had seen enough to know that she was a perfection. Now he couldn't shake the image off his mind.

Maira coaxed Celestine. "OK." Celestine accepted her fate. 'I don't have anyone for which I will save my virginity. My only family is Celi. And to save her I can do anything even if it is to sell out my body.' Celestine let out a quivering breath. "Maira where is my reward?" Lisa asked pouting her lips. "Your big dick is busy in fucking Jennet's pussy." Maira said and laughed. "He can have me at night." Lisa smirked.

"Be grateful we’ve got another clean room. Otherwise, you’d be sleeping in that stinking mess, and I’d be crashing in the shower. No way was I letting you back in there." I lay her on the bed, slip off her heels, take off my shirt, and lie down beside her, pulling a light blanket over us. I try to enjoy the silence of the night, but then Giselle begins to stir. Suddenly, she bolts upright. "You gonna throw up again?" I ask with a yawn—one that cuts short the moment I see her standing, struggling to undress. "W-what are you doing?" "It’s… it’s hot. So hot," she slurs, fumbling with the knot of her jumpsuit. It falls to the floor, revealing her full, round breasts.

"Spread your legs wider, Giselle," Alpha Nathan commanded, his voice a low growl. "Show me how tight that pussy hole is." Giselle lay naked on the bed, her long, dark hair cascading over the pillow, her eyes smoldering with desire. She spread her legs slowly, revealing her glistening pussy to Alpha Nathan, who stood at the foot of the bed, his muscular, naked body an evidence to his alpha status.

What she needed was a heavy pound. "Oh, that's right," she said in a calm tone, almost a whisper. Then, she took the shirt off, leaving her with the skimpy nightgown. No pants. No bra! "Yeah," Maxwell replied and turned. "I think—" His words got cut off. His eyes dilated. He felt a lump in his throat. What was he staring at? Celine! She sat on a couch with legs crossed so badly that his eyes could trail the underneath of her ass.