Kay Cannon Nude Novels & Stories

Cassandra looked so delicious in all of them. Instead, Cass flipped the page for me. The fourth page held one photo, though much larger than the previous ones. She was back in front of the mirror, with her body turned away from the camera, her head tilted back and smiling. Completely nude. Her ass in full glory. I felt my nose bump into the photo album as I pressed it too close to my face. Compared to the previous image it was pretty tame, but still, if there was one thing I could never get enough of, it would be Cass' juicy, fit ass. Looking closer you could even see her stretch marks, a sexy detail I always had loved. It was like battle scars from her hard work as a gymnast. And it was a s

KATRINA “Is there a new trend where you pull your shirts off before painting?” Kane tossed the shirt over his shoulder while Cannon used his to fan himself. “It got hot in here as soon as you entered,” Kane winked. Melora giggled. ‘Shut up, Mel.’ “Let’s just get this over with.” I lay on the bed but Ian hissed. “Terrible posture. Lay on the bed with your hands over and let that sexy shape out.”

A new message from Shadow Dom. Princess, are you being good for Sir? Or are you teasing someone who can’t touch you yet? Send me a photo of how wet you are right now. My breath hitched. Kai was only a few feet away. I glanced at his reflection again. He was watching me in the mirror now, pretending to inspect the glass. Heat flooded my cheeks. I turned slightly, angling my body so the sheer nightie rode up. With trembling fingers, I lifted the hem just enough to expose my bare, glistening pussy. I snapped a quick photo — fingers spreading my slick folds, showing how shiny and needy I was — and hit send.

CANNON JESUS CHRIST. When my boss at B & A told me that my client was a fucking mess, the last thing I expected was to find a strung-out junkie dancing completely naked at a music festival for something called `five seconds of summer`. “How`s the view Cannon? Pretty chic, huh? Bet you are missing the Marines right about now, aren`t you?”

But the thought of police, fingerprints, a record… She couldn’t afford that. Slowly, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing a simple white bra. Then her jeans, stepping out of them until she stood in just her underwear. Mr. Kane’s gaze moved over her , slow, deliberate. “Everything.” Riley’s hands shook as she unhooked her bra, letting her full, perky breasts spill free. Then she slid her panties down, stepping out of them. She was completely naked in the small changing room, arms instinctively crossing over her chest.

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

She sounded very authoritative and stern. Kathy swiftly took off her tank top and with one quick move, revealed her breasts. They were bigger than Holly expected, much larger than those of the girl last night. The student was not sure if they were real but was too scared to even ask. Her step mom had a sexy flat stomach, an amazing achievement at her age. She, just as quickly as the tank top, removed her leggings and panties. Her pussy was well shaved and kept, with a blonde, well-manicured landing strip. She did not bother removing her sock. After getting naked, Kathy jumped on the bed, put her legs up and signaled Holly to begin.

TANYA'S POV ​The silence lingered long after Kael's brutal rejection, heavy and suffocating. No one in the Grand Moon Hall dared speak above a sharp whisper. I stood a half-step behind him, my expression a masterpiece of perfect, practiced composure as the court slowly recovered from the shock. ​But inside, my thoughts were racing like wildfire. ​His mate. The words echoed in my mind, a toxic refrain. Not me. Her. ​Amara Everhart. The plus-size, wolfless daughter of a fallen house.

A figure approaches. Tall, muscular, sharp-eyed. You can tell that here, she's the leader. Her arms are tattooed with black serpents, her eyes shine with a gleam of defiance. — So, you're the famous Cassandra. Her voice is low, gravelly. — Depends on who's asking. She smiles, revealing a gold tooth. — Here, they call me Rina. If you want to survive, you go through me. I tilt my head slightly. — Survive? I didn't come here to survive.

His navy t-shirt clung to a rock-hard chest and powerful arms, tattoos peeking from the sleeves. “Clothes are ruined with smoke,” he said, stepping closer. “Off. Now.” Ava’s hands trembled as she let the robe fall. She stood there naked, full breasts heaving, soft belly and wide hips on display, her pussy already slick. Kane’s eyes darkened. “Fuck, look at you. Perfect little thing.” He pulled off his shirt, revealing a chiseled torso covered in dark ink. His pants followed, and Ava’s mouth watered at the thick bulge straining his boxers before he shoved those down too.