Isabela Merced Naked Novels & Stories

"She's bleeding so badly! Oh my God, there's blood all over the place!" "Call the ambulance!" He pushed past the middle-aged servant and ran into his late grandfather's bedroom. Isabela wasn't inside the bedroom, but the door to the bathroom was open, and he leaped forward, only to freeze at the sight of a crimson pool on the pristine white floor. Isabela lay calmly in the tub, her big brown eyes blank and empty as she stared at the ceiling. Her long, midnight-dark hair cascaded down the rim of the tub, the tips touching the ceramic tiles. Her left wrist extended to the floor, revealing deep slashes on her fragile skin, blood seeping through the gaping wounds.

How could she get aroused so easily by his simple touch? She didn’t even realize when her clothes were gone and she was naked in the open air. When she realized this, she wanted to push him away and hide herself. But Leo hovered over her and kissed her slowly. “Leo, we are in the open.” Isabella could bear his every unusual demand, but it was too much for her sanity. What if someone sees her here? She will die out of embarrassment. “No one will come here. This area is well guarded.” Leo wasn’t ready to back off now when he was on the verge of bursting out.

She lived a fairytale in his arms, and behind her closed eyes, she was a princess and he was her prince charming. Leonardo kissed her again like he could never get tired. But this time, his hands began to wander, trailing from her hips to the line across her glistening shoulders. She pulled apart her dress and watched it fall around her ankles. Isabella stood naked before the billionaire but she could never be ashamed. This wasn’t the first time, and they both knew.

She had never felt so alive. Stepping in front of him, Isla met his eyes. Heat flickered there, mirroring her own. Slowly, she peeled off her tank top. The cool air kissed her bare skin, making her nipples harden. Gabriel's breath hitched. His gaze roamed over her curves, hungry and intense. She hooked her fingers into her panties next and slid them down her legs. They pooled at her feet on the carpet. Now she stood naked before him, her body open and ready. Gabriel gulped hard. His throat bobbed visibly, a clear sign of his arousal. His eyes darkened with raw want. He shifted in the chair, the towel around his waist straining. Isla's core tightened at the sight. She loved how she affected h

"Good point. Did you ever land up doing that nude photoshoot for Hamilton?" "Urgh, that creep! Basically what happened is he wanted me to do these extremely sexual poses and he didn't even try to hide the massive boner he had. I just felt uncomfortable so I left before I could regret anything." She explained and slipped out of her dress. "I mean I'm super confident about my body but being drooled over by an old guy? I'm good thanks." "Clearly confident." I laughed. Isla stood before me completely naked and wiped off her excessive makeup in the mirror.

Their arms were all over each other, and Chris lifted Isabella up, stark naked, and laid her on the bed with him on top. Isabella bit her lower lip and said, her eyes almost wide with desire, "Babe, I’m wet. I need you inside me right now!"

Isabella clapped and cheered for him while he had a satisfied smile on his face. Washing her hair turned out to be a chore for Isabella since there were no combs or even soap and it was already tangled. She let it fall on her back as it was dripping wet before taking off her bra and panties to wash her body. When she was done, Angelo who was now roasting the fishes, kept staring at Isabella as she walked naked to the rocks and put on her torn red gown. When Angelo took his eyes away from her body, the fishes were already burnt and he cursed out loud as he struggled to get them out of the fire.

It looked like she exercised regularly. Sebastian exhaled. Face as red as a tomato, Isabel squeaked, "What is it?" "It's nothing. With your body, Ms. Jimenez, you'll be the perfect human body specimen," Sebastian remarked teasingly. Instantly, Isabel's expression darkened. Her anger replaced her nervousness. Cursing to herself, she wondered if Sebastian was straight. Even though she was lying naked in front of him, he simply said she would be the perfect human body specimen!

She was a captive in his embrace, completely at his mercy, and she wouldn't have it any other way. They were both completely naked at that moment, their bodies intertwined, a testament to the passion that had consumed them. Isla lay beneath him, her skin flushed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Every nerve in her body was on fire, vibrating with the aftershocks of pleasure. She was utterly exposed, vulnerable, and completely at his mercy.

Afterward, she left the kitchen and returned to the room where Elise was. Mercedes sauntered to the bed and lay behind Elise. She took her hand to Elise's hair again and stroked it gently. She moved her hand from there to Elise's bare arm, and then her hip. "You've got nice curves," Mercedes said, staring leeringly at her body. "Every part of you is so beautiful, I can't wait to see all of you. Well, I've seen some of your nudes in those magazines, but I want to feel every part of you,"