Grace Rayne Nude Novels & Stories

"That... that's not true. RAyNe never gives average sex!" Nirvana smirked. "Aww, I said it, so now it must be true." She intentionally bumped Siara’s shoulder as she walked past her…only to crash straight into a hard chest. A familiar scent enveloped her. RAyNe. Dressed in loose black pants and a T-shirt, he looked different…almost casual. Almost approachable. But the way his eyes darkened as they met hers made her stomach twist. "Oh really?" he murmured, one brow raised.

It must be that Jake. But I soon shook off the wandering thoughts in my mind, which no one in the family knew about except Jake, and headed to the wall side whilst I tore open the wrapped photo. As I took a look, what I saw stunned me. Grace, in her beauty, wasn't wearing anything on the frame but just her right hand covering her treasure curve, with a flirtatious smile adorning her lips. Her breasts and it's nipples stood bare whilst pointing out. Her curved leg hips were sexy and... "I didn't tell you to tear the frame but to hang it for me!" her half-scream and half-shock brought me back to reality.

With her earphones in, she pretty much ignored us. The worse thing about working out next to Grace was how fucking sexy she was. Every time she did a butterfly lift or a Good Morning, her muscles were sticking out so perfectly. Her spandex workout shorts really accented her ass, making my dick hard just looking at her. “Time to go.” Damon announced. Grace pulled out an earbud. “I wrote everything down for you. It’s on our coffee table. I’m going to finish the bank shit.” She wasn’t done with her workout.