Jynxzi Nudes Novels & Stories

He undoes the button, then draws the zipper down. My breath catches. He's not wearing underwear, and as the zipper tugs lower, I see him. All of him. It just...keeps going. My pulse thuds as I watch him slide his hand into his jeans and wrap his fingers around his cock. The tattooed muscles of his forearm flex as he strokes himself in time with his thumb across my lip, sending a disturbingly warm pulse through my core. His arm flexes again as he pulls his cock free, and my face pales. Holy. Fuck. I'm hardly a poster girl for experience. But fucking shit. Xade's huge, almost alarmingly so. I stare, my mouth hanging open a little as my gaze fixes on the thick cock in his fist. He strokes himse

I pulled back, cheeks pressing into the glass for a quick look. Then I saw them, Kennedy and that nitwit, completely naked. At first it looked innocent like they just needed to wash after practice. But then I watched them, rubbing their cocks together, water pouring over them from the shower. Kevin’s hands on their cocks rubbing and romancing them all over each other. His gaze locked on Kennedy whose lips were parted. Their thick veiny cocks sliding and grinding together, fat heads leaking precum, shafts throbbing hot and slick under the wate

Bare-chested, broad-shouldered, with nothing but loose sleeping pants slung low on his hips, he looked almost unreal; like a painting suddenly come to life. Calley’s gaze betrayed her before she could control it. Her eyes slipped downward, drawn irresistibly to the bold, black ink sprawling across his chest, shoulder, and down his arm. A Polynesian tribal design, thick and intricate, alive with sharp lines and curves that seemed to pulse against his skin. It was impossible not to stare; it commanded attention, dominance radiating from each mark.

The silence that follows is heavier than any noise: it screams everything that words refuse. Alexandre lies on the tiled floor, his shirt open, a dark stain spreading under his neck. He does not move. His breath is weak, like a sheet barely lifted. Beside him, a tipped glass greens the light; a pool of liquid blends with something more terrible. Alexandre's face is pale, his features frozen in an expression that belongs only to those who have given so much that they seem to fade away.

My head snapped up—and there he was. Jaxon. Leaning against a tree. Shirtless. Trousers hanging low on his hips. The moonlight clung to every hard line of him—the sculpted abs, the powerful arms, the jaw that looked carved from sin itself. His skin glowed faintly under the silver light, like the night was built just to worship him. If the moon was beautiful, he was devastating. "Will you keep staring," he asked lazily, "or are you planning to get out of the water?"

Knox was suddenly right behind me without me even noticing him move, and I felt his warm breath against my neck as he whispered directly into my ear, "The only thing you're going to need to do for us right now, princess, is get naked once again so we can see every beautiful inch of you. We've fucking missed you so much and we need to feel your skin against ours." He licked my earlobe slowly and I felt my body tremble violently in response. In fact, it was as if the mate bond suddenly flared to life with an intensity I'd never felt before, making every nerve ending in my body light up with pleasure and anticipation. I looked over at Jaxon and Ryder and saw that they had already moved to sit o

Teddy My goddess of love is right in front of me, beautiful as ever. To say I am nervous is an understatement. Yes, I am a virgin, I saved myself for this, but for my first time to be with Jenni, the girl I have loved all my life. We.. my nerves are at the same level as my need. She sits on the bed, her beautiful body exposed, as I take off my shirt. Seeing her reaction to me makes me unbelievably hard and my need to skyrocket. I walk toward her, getting on my knees in front of her, placing my hands on her hips. I can hear her heartbeat racing and mine joins in. I start to rub her thighs, looking directly into her eyes and close the distance between our lips. I crush my mouth to hers, moving

commented Jazlyn after staring at the photo Ace Morin sent her. The photo of the man half topless and with the content of the message made Jazlyn shudder all over her body. From: Crazy Man I hope you have a nice day. From my body (Send a photo) "Seriously this man!"

melissa freezes unable to move any slight movement will be detected, her breasts till bare before xyla and the wind blows against her nipples making them harder, melissa curses at her hormones as she still feels guilty even when in trouble slowly she removes her hands from her clit as her juices draws out sliding down her thighs, xyla glances at her still straining his ears, he hears the lightening of a match and soon after he could sniff tobacco in the air whoever it was must he smoking out here, xyla steady his breaths glancing at melissa he gestures for her to leave as soon as he moves away from where he was, he takes one last glance at the already hardened and pink nipples before him ful

Axion on ending the call turned and his pupil dilated greatly on what he saw. Right before him was Phoenix putting on the red lingerie he chose for her, her head bowed as she bit on her lips in nervously, her heart beating widely. She was almost naked since the lingerie barely covered her body. With the way her b**bs stood firm and her belly and laps exposed, bringing out her feminine shape, Axion could feel his d**k shift in his pants. " Fuck! " He groaned, eyeing her from head to toe in lust. His transfixed gaze was like a burning heat to Phoenix's body and her nervousness grew.