Karen Brennan Nude Novels & Stories

“It’s perfectly safe. This side is private.” She eased the shorts and top out of her, leaving her in a turquoise bikini. With Luke’s hawk-like gaze watching every move of hers, Brynne felt acutely aware of herself. Although he had seen her naked many times, she blushed at his appraisal. Slowly turning around, she faced him and a delicious thrill went up her spine. It was obvious he was again aroused to the point of no return. How could his swimming trunk hide his massive arousal?

I had trouble restraining myself from spreading her up on the sink counter and having her again. Brynne's skin had a natural golden glow, but right now it was pinked from the hot water, and so beautiful it was hard to look and stay neutral. Don't think about it. I ignored the urge and worked at drying her luscious curves, which had definitely lost some of their curviness but were still lovely and all mine. She stood gracefully for me as if not at all affected by our nakedness in such prox imity. I wondered how in the hell she managed to do it. Well. I had an idea of how. She was a model who posed in the nude and she was used to it. Don't think about that either.

LYRA The jet cabin is silent. Not calm. Just silent. I’m seated by the window. Lucas is next to me, arms crossed, a hard gaze. He hasn’t said a word since we climbed the steps of the aircraft. In front, Alexandre. Sitting. Upright. Tense. And to his right… Cassandre. Perfect, well-groomed, her face serene, falsely relaxed, hands resting on her knees as if she still controls something. But I see the little tension in her fingers.

After saying that, she stood up and followed the masseuse inside the private room. Karen didn't understand her words, slamming her coffee cup onto the table. "Don't you guys think she's going too far? All she does is target me and laugh at me. Do you think I want the old lady to be a streamer? That kind of profession is no different from begging!" Jenna felt awkward and handed her phone to Karen. "How about you take a look at the stream first?" "What's there to look at? It's just…" However, Karen stopped in her tracks after looking at the screen. "This is… They're on trending?"

The moans climbed higher, more frantic, and more desperate in a way I'd never once heard from a man who looked like he was always at war with the whole world. I pushed the door. The room was nearly dark with just one lamp throwing amber across half of him, and the half I could see undid me where I stood. Jeremy Kellason. He sat on his couch like a sin no one had taught me to be ashamed of. Completely naked. His head was tipped back against the cushion, the long line of his throat working as his fist moved over his thick, flushed cock leaking at the tip, in hard, furious strokes that were almost punishing, like he was angry at himself.

It made Kane smile more than he expected. Her red hair, still slightly damp from her shower, fell in loose waves around her delicate face. The oversized white t shirt she wore, his shirt, slipped off one shoulder, revealing pale freckled skin along her collarbone. Kane stood across the room, flipping another pancake onto a plate with easy precision. He wore nothing but grey sweatpants, his muscles shifting with each movement, calm and controlled. Mona blinked suddenly, realizing she had been staring. "Wow... you're so good at that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

It was a crowded conference and we were both kept busy speaking to the stream of attendees stopping by our booth, discussing our products, handing out brochures and exchanging business cards. Occasionally I would look over at Karen and marvel how this charming and professional-looking woman, her hair neatly tied back and wearing a crisp navy blue business suit, had only last night driven herself into a sexual frenzy by whipping me until I cried. Even more amazing was knowing that she had every intention of doing it again, and might even now be thinking about other ways to use me.

Karen undulates her hip against Jake’s stiff penis as he pushes her bra out of the way to expose her breast her hardened pink nipples. “So good!” Karen thrust her chest forward, her head tilted backwards, while her hand clutches tightly against the nape of Jake’s head. “More,” she moans hungry, thrusting her hips against the swollen shaft. Jake grunts deeply at her action, his hand moving down to release his hardness, his action hurried. As soon as his dick is freed from the confines of his pants, it smacks his stomach, pressing between him and the woman on top of him. Karen lets out a hungry moan at the hard velvelty feel of Jake’s hardness against her bare flesh. She raises her hips to rem

If she were his wife, Matt thought, he would never be able to stop touching her. It was a casual party, and the partygoers were dressed comfortably. Karen wore a pair of black, beltless pants, and a simple, white shirt that was too small for her thin frame clung to her body enticingly. Her firm, perky breasts, encased in the bra that was easily seen through the thin material, looked as though they had been sculpted on with an eye for perfection. Her brown, shoulder length hair was allowed to fall about her face freely, enhancing her deep, brown eyes. She was stunning.

She then pulls down her top a little, her boobs springing out and a huge mysterious smirk spreads across her face, causing her to look more like a bad bitch! Brianna is, without a doubt, a stunning young lady. She looks more like a high-class International porn star as she sits naked on the table, so hot and enthralling. Her skin glows like the sun, and a single glance at her can knock any man off his feet and into her web. Well, that is in exception of Lucien, who had already seen her unclad a few days ago and wasn't fazed in the slightest. However, that is not to be used to judge. After all, Lucien is no ordinary man and if such things could faze him, how would he have become the invincibl