Jasmine Skye Nude Novels & Stories

The cold rain lashed against my face, yet I felt not the slightest trace of chill. I had just taken out my phone when Charlotte O'Brien's call came through. Seeing the words "Her Majesty" on the screen, a wave of nausea rose in my throat. I accepted the call. Charlotte's voice was as cold and unwavering as ever, as though the woman who had just been flirting at 30,000 feet was someone else entirely. "I want a brand-new pair of Givchi black stockings. Have them delivered to the aircraft in ten minutes," she ordered.

Zephyra splashed into the water. Before thinking about all the water that had entered into her nose, she looked around for the woman. She saw a shadowy figure swimming away from Fantascia. The first thing she noticed was that the woman was swimming at great speed with her webbed feet. Everything was visible to her. Why was everything visible to her? Before she could squeeze more out of the second she was inside the water, Bailewick had tied a rope around her and pulled her out. The next second, she was riding Bailewick live a pair of water skies.

“Get outta here, perv.” She composed herself, pasted on a smile, and returned. “Here, dear, have some juice. I’ll go get her right away.” Skye remained standing. Her eyes had already scanned the place—no one else was around. Her voice dropped a note. “No need. Just get her. I’m in a hurry.” Still smiling, the woman brought the glass closer, wafting her perfumed wrist near Skye’s face. “Come on, just a sip—”

ARYA I paced back and forth outside Maya's room, gripping the strands of my hair in frustration. Skye had put my sister to sleep and had brought a strange herbal remedy, claiming it would soothe my sister's discomfort. The door to Maya's room creaked open, and Skye shut the door behind her. She was dressed in a silver jacket, a black T-shirt, pants and boots. She looked like she'd just left the set of an action movie. Her piercing blue eyes met mine.

Kill said so lustily, he couldn't wait to fuck her, but this woman had a mind of her own. She took off her clothes and slowly she dragged down her pants, uncovering her lovely white thighs with underwear covering what he was dying to see. "Take it off," he said breathlessly. Jasmine obeyed and took off her underwear. Her part was white and well shaved with a pink slit in the middle.

Colt dismounted like he’d hopped off a buckin’ horse and clapped Kane on the back. “Time for double trouble. I’ll be back.” He stumbled from the room with his bottle. Then Kade noticed not only was Kane naked, he already wore a condom. Jasmine sat up. “You guys really are identical.” Her gaze lingered on Kane’s cock. “In every way.” “Do you know how unbelievably fuckin’ hot it is how much you love givin’ and takin’ pleasure? Very few women are so uninhibited. You’re the ultimate fantasy woman.”

Nicolai The morning drags on but I find small moments of joy in watching Jaxon Vale chafe against my demands, knowing he can’t say no. Not if he wants my family’s support. And everyone does. Finally, he’s forced to do the one thing he’s been avoiding as long as possible without being blatantly offensive. Invite me to lunch. Skye is there as I knew she would be, playing the perfect Luna. Gracious. Composed. Beautiful in a flowing emerald dress that does its best to hide the changes to her body.

Her skin was fair and flawless, soft and smooth. He kissed her chest down to her belly button. His hands played around her abdomen. Celestine was ashamed of making sound and she tried to shut the eratic sounds coming from her heart. She wanted more. His every touch was driving her crazy but she could not blunt it out. Damien teased her more. He brought down her panties and her well shaved public area was before his eyes. He wanted to see her deep and let his mouth drink her wine. Damien held her waist and Celestine subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist. He supported her butt and took her to his bed.

The rest of the group follows as we make our way closer to the fire. She reaches for an a piece of ember bark that sits in a bowl near the fire. Lyra takes a deep breath, and throws the ember bark into the fire. "I'm afraid I will never be enough." she says so softly I almost don't hear her. The ember bark burns so brightly I have to look away. My gaze collides with Callan who has a blonde sitting comfortably on his lap. Something ugly burns in my stomach. I force myself to look away, and direct my attention back to the fire. My thoughts begin to spin as I try to settle on what fear I'm going to give up.

And when Mathias comes home, I will tell him what those sick fucks tried to do to his twin. I returned, and Jasmine had stripped down completely naked. I asked her to take off her clothes, not her underwear. I froze in my tracks. She was a beauty. Curvy, silky smooth, unmared skin, delicate features. Her breasts were firm and rounded. I tried to avert my gaze, but I couldn't. I had seen so many naked women, but Jasmine was a goddess. I averted my gaze to control myself and led her to the bathroom. "Get in the tub and sit," I said, and she did as I had told her.