Jacob Day Nudes Novels & Stories

"You need to check your phone. I just sent you something, sir. It's... Something you should see for yourself." My lips curled slightly. There was no humor. "Alright," I said quietly. "Stay on standby." I ended the call before she could respond. Silence fell again. I tapped on the message. The video loaded. For a second it was movement. Blurred lights, loud music. My thumb hovered over the screen, pressed play. Then... There he was. Jacob. Jacob was sprawled on a leather couch, a drink in one hand looking arrogant. Women were around him. Strippers. Barely dressed. Laughing. Touching. Performing. With so many drugs all around.

Could this be why? Why did I agree to everything, and why was I finding it difficult to reject Jacob? The guy wasn't making it easy. Throughout yesterday, he walked about the house shirtless, showing his perfectly shaped body, hard washboard chest, and chiselled features. His feather and eagle tattoos made him look badass. How could Harper hold out on such a handsome man? I wouldn't lie if I said Adrian wasn't handsome too, but Jacob was something else. Where Adrian was hard all the way; Jacob was soft and hard simultaneously.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

Maybe that’s all this was. Or maybe I was lying to myself. Me: This is a bad idea. Jacob: Just for the party. I’ll be good. Promise. I lay there for ten more minutes, heart racing. Then I pulled on leggings and a loose hoodie, slipped out of my apartment, and drove over. I knocked softly. No answer. The door was cracked open, just like he’d said. I pushed it wider and stepped inside. Jacob was standing in the living room, completely naked. Every thought in my head short-circuited. He was lean muscle and dark ink, cock thick and half-hard, curving up against his stomach. His eyes locked on me, dark and starving.

Maybe that’s all this was. Or maybe I was lying to myself. Me: This is a bad idea. Jacob: Just for the party. I’ll be good. Promise. I lay there for ten more minutes, heart racing. Then I pulled on leggings and a loose hoodie, slipped out of my apartment, and drove over. I knocked softly. No answer. The door was cracked open, just like he’d said. I pushed it wider and stepped inside. Jacob was standing in the living room, completely naked. Every thought in my head short-circuited. He was lean muscle and dark ink, cock thick and half-hard, curving up against his stomach. His eyes locked on me, dark and starving.

"I think I'm going to miss this the most." "My ass?" "Cuddling. Jeez, get your head out of the damn gutter." I snorted out a laugh and smacked his chest. "But yeah, your ass too. I'm going to require about five nudes a day to get me by. Should I write it in a contract?" "Five?" "About five, yeah." "I only have my boobs, ass, and v*gina. I don't have five parts." "One t*t, then the other, p*ssy pic, ass pic, and then maybe a pic of full frontal."

Grainy paparazzi shots, blurred bar lights, anonymous blondes and brunettes clinging to Jude’s arm. My lips curl. “Well, he was busy. What is that, four girls a week? Very ambitious.” “Not quite.” Martin exhales. “The ones I talked to said he never touched them. He just showed up, smiled for the cameras, and made it look real.” I nod slowly. “Take those ones off the list. Hand me the rest.” Jacob slides the remaining pile to me. His fingers hesitate, then he drops them and sits back. Silence settles like dust before he finally speaks.

My nipples rubbed against his shirt , and a blistering heat developed between us - Lust and musk swirled inside the room , as my soft whimpers and his drugging kisses entwined together . I drowned in the sensation , as my arms tightened around his neck as he trailed a hand down my abdomen , toward my aching wet folds . “ I want you . Now “ that soft husky voice was no where like mine . Jacob hunched over and brought me in his arms in a princess carry , his motions were soft and careful as if he though of me as a delicate doll , once he had laid me down - he stripped off his shirt and shrugged off his jeans and underpants , revealing his long and thick with a bulbous glistening head . I ha

Her other breast begged for justice as he brought it out and placed his mouth on it and his other hand massaging her other bud. Celestine closed her eyes and threw her head backwards, sweet soft moans left her mouth. Damien left her breast and kissed her hot lips again. He stopped suddenly and looked down at the panting little kitten under him. He removed his shirt and threw it away. His toned body was before Celestine's eyes. Something she had never noticed before. His sexy abs were before her and she was mentally counting them. His chest was broad and hard so were his muscles, there was no doubt that he worked out a lot. His muscles weren't to be exaggerated but they were just the perfect

"Do you know how fucking hot you look right now?" The whisper was a mere few inches from Christie's left ear. Christie flinched, sinking her teeth into her lower lip to stifle a squeak of surprise. Her eyes flew open to see Jacob, dramatically painted in shadows, standing right beside her and just as gloriously nude. He was also very erect, the pale length of his cock visible in the low light. She hadn't even heard him open the bedroom door.