Imogen Lucie Nudes Novels & Stories

Audrey was certained her whole body was as red as a rose at this point. But she did as he had said.She stepped out of her sandals and unbuttoned her dress. It fell to the floor like a puddle around her.The underwear she wore would cover more than this damned bikini.With her eyes to the floor, she hurried to finish undressing. “Slower.”Lucien said,his voice low and husky. She looked up and her earlier fantasy had come to life.Lucien’s broad chest glistened with droplets of water. He was looking at her with hunger in his eyes.

She didn’t need to, although I wouldn’t mind a back scrub, I thought lazily as I turned towards her. Mesmerizing green eyes met mine. Lucien. Why is he here? Oh god, I’m completely naked! “Lucien…? Do you need something?” I asked in a small quivering voice as I tried to hide my body deeper into the water and foam. Conscious that I’m not the only one lacking clothing, Lucien was naked except for the white towel he has wrapped around his waist. This is not good, he might not be thinking anything along those lines but I am starting to feel…

Desperate, I dive into the massive walk-in wardrobe, leaving the slotted door cracked just an inch. The bedroom door flies open. Lucien throws Mireille onto the massive bed, tearing his dark shirt open, sending buttons flying across the floor. His chest is broad, solid muscle, covered in arcane scars that make my heart hammer violently against my ribs. Mireille strips off her tunic, exposing her lace undergarments, but I can barely look at her. My gaze is locked on him as he drops his trousers, exposing his full, brutal length. I slip my hand back into my soaked underwear, my fingers working in fast, frantic circles as Lucien drives his hips forward, burying himself completely inside her wit