Kelly Grayson Nude Novels & Stories

“Your nipples are so hard already.” Cassandra bit her lip, trying not to moan. The ice moved lower. Grayson slipped his hand under the hem of her tight pencil skirt. He pressed the freezing cube directly against the front of her lace panties, right over her clit. The shock made her thighs clamp together and tremble. “Ah! fuck,” she gasped.

she grinned. "You're getting used to being naked?" Kara asked. Kelly nodded as she tossed the top onto a nearby patio chair. "It's getting to the point where I really feel more comfortable when I'm in some sort of undress." Duncan looked at her doubtfully and shook his head. "I really think it might be just this place," he said. Kelly shrugged. "Stand up, Baby," she ordered.

His tongue flicks on my hard nipple as he swap to the other. I squirm and run my fingers down his tone back. He bites my nipple and kiss down my stomach. Gray looks up at me and smirks. He raises my legs and rest them on his shoulders. I breathe in to what he's about to do. I rest half my weight on my elbow that's lean on the floor of his room while Gray stays inside the water. He kisses my stomach again to my abdomen as his fingers run down my slit. I shiver and breathe in sharply. Gray kisses my inner thighs and swap to my other thighs.

Elijah told me as he opened my beer for me and handed it to me, "so one gulp and you'll be seeing colours that don't even exist." I saw Elijah take one from Stanley before opening it, "where's this Kelly? I want to get ther-" Stanley immediately kept quiet, his eyes looking to the entrance doors, "well, she's here, alright." I saw Elijah also looking at the door with an unreadable expression and I turned too, wondering what it was that they saw. My jaw almost hit the floor as I looked at my best friend Kelly standing in the middle of the aisle with a nervous smile on her face, a black body con short dress that reached midthigh was what she was wearing along with a pair of red thigh high heel

This was purely about the arrangement. Grayson led him not to the office, but to a small, cluttered storage room in the back. It was filled with spare parts and old tires, but there was a clear space on a worn-out workbench. Grayson closed the door behind them, plunging the room into semi-darkness, the only light coming from a single, bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. "Take off your clothes," Grayson commanded, his voice firm and direct. Eli's fingers trembled as he unbuttoned his shirt. He felt a fresh wave of shame, but it was mixed with a potent, undeniable excitement. He stripped quickly, efficiently, until he was standing naked in the dim light, his cock already half-hard in anticipat

He landed a spank on my right ass cheek and I gasped out loud. It was quite different from a spank to the pussy but I couldn't tell which I liked better. I loved both! Oh fuck! What was I? Some kind of nympho waiting to be discovered by Lux and Gray? "Did I tell you, you could stop grinding?" His words were in a low growl and I immediately got back into motion, my heart skipping a beat. I couldn't bear to disobey. "Fuck!" Grayson pulled up the crop top I was wearing, letting my titties out. I hadn't been wearing anything underneath it.

“That’s what I’m sayin’!” “Hi, Alpha!” Kelly chirps brightly to Gray, approaching our table with a tray of beers. She sets one in front of each of us, then tucks the tray under an arm and sets a hand on his shoulder. “How’s it going?” Kelly’s part of Gray’s pack and has always had a thing for him. That didn’t stop her from hooking up with me a few months back, though. She probably pretended I was him the entire time. “Good,” Gray murmurs, reaching for his beer. “Has Fallon come in yet?”

A full living room and a small kitchen filled the main area and a hall leading to a double-door bedroom was to the right. "These were the council's head rooms and now they are ours. Heidi told me they cleaned them quickly for us," Grayson said as he started unbuttoning his shirt. After pulling it off himself he came before me and unclasped the pin Amelia had put onto the Targon I wore. The iridescent fabric flowed down my nude body and pooled at my feet. Grayson's eyes glowed as they skimmed over my body. He ran his fingers over the cuts across my chest sending butterflies to flutter in my abdomen.

As if in a trance, he opened up one of the videos that Tristan had sent, and a nude couple immediately appeared on his screen. The woman's legs were straddling the man's hips as he thrusted aggressively. The large bed was squeaking loudly under their movements. Groans, moans, and loud panting constantly erupted from their mouths, along with an obscene set of sounds from the expanse of skin on skin. Grayson's blood was pumping quickly through his veins, and his cheeks were a bright, ruddy red. Again, he turned the video off after just a few seconds. He picked up his mug and finished his coffee in one gulp.

INARA'S POV I was still trembling, lips swollen and shiny with his cum, when Grayson flipped me onto my stomach like I weighed nothing. My heart raced as he pulled my hips up, positioning me on all fours. The red nightie was long gone, tossed somewhere on the floor. I was completely naked, ass up, pussy dripping and aching for him again. My arms shook as I braced myself on the furs, knees spread wide. “Grayson…” I breathed, voice hoarse.