Lacey Evens Nude Novels & Stories

Morena stopped and looked at Everly. “Is Lyv okay?” Daisy nodded. “She’ll be fine.” “Good. I have to go, Lyv, but… nice to meet you.” Lennon doubted Everly could hear a word, but she seemed to have caught the gist. She smiled and waved, but as soon as Morena left, her smile faded away as she focused on her breathing again. A few minutes later, Everly began to relax and breathe naturally. “Can we go, please?” she asked.

To my confusion, all of it were image attachment. And with a flick of my thumb, I opened the images. I was immediately met with a series of nude photos—of Elisse’s, my alpha’s mate, in nothing but seductive lingerie. Each of her photo was a tantalizing display of her body, posed in ways that made my blood boil and my dick hardened instinctively. “Sweet fucking Luna,” I breathed, feeling my pulse quicken. There she was, her delicate slender body wearing lace and silk, every curve screams of perfect wild invitation. The first image showed her leaning against a wall, her back arched, the fabric barely concealing her breast and only revealing her sweet pink erected nipples. I couldn’t tear my ga

She pleads, her body trembling as she swipes her own dress. Landry hears the tearing of the fabric and soon her dress is falling to the ground. Everyone is silent and watching her in horror as she falls to the ground, completely naked. Her large breasts are exposed first. Then she rips at her yellow underpants until her vagina is completely exposed too. Her body continues to tremble and grow pink with heat. “I need release!!” She pants. Landry knew this look all too well; it happens to Bernice more times than he can count. However, it’s never happened this publicly before. Tina has gone into severe heat.

I hesitated for a second, the thrill of potential interruption making my breath hitch. "Now.... Mira. Or I'll rip it off like last night." Fingers trembling, I unbuttoned my blouse, letting it fall to the carpeted floor. My bra followed, my big breasts bouncing free, nipples already pebbled in the cool air. I slid down my skirt then my panties which was already soaked. Naked except for heels, I stood there, exposed under the fluorescent lights. Evans circled me, eyes raking over every inch. "Good girl. On your knees." He unzipped, pulling out his cock massive, veined, already half-hard and leaking pre-cum from the tip.

He thinks he might lose control if his hands touches her fresh skin or she might even get uncomfortable. " I will be back " Layla said and he nodded. She stood up and walked over to the dressing room. She adjusted the exposed part of her robe at the front and purposely made it more exposed. She made the upper part of her br**sts visible and she let out a seductive smile. She walked out of the dressing room and Shane lost his senses at her sight. The upper part of her br**sts were visible and her nipples were pointing erect and he could almost see them through her robe. He gulped down into nothing. He looked away immediately with a nervous cough.

Last night, after we got back from Nightingale Street, we gathered with the crew at the club, brainstorming ideas on how to find Lizzy. “I don’t have time for your damn fantasies, Layla. Now let’s go. Get off your damn ass. I need to leave and lock up the room.” I slide into my boots and grab the rest of my shit before heading towards the door. But when she doesn’t follow immediately, I spin back around and see her on her knees, taking off her top. She reveals a sexy black lace bra that definitely gets my cock stirring.

IT WAS AROUND seven PM when Layla got home and when she entered the house, she saw sitting on the living room couch beside Lillian a woman whose photos she had seen a lot of times on the Internet, specifically on Ambert’s F******k but never in the flesh—Sadie. The woman was listening keenly to Lillian, and her beauty glowed, like somebody had snatched a star from the skies and dumped it on their sofa, even though she was dressed very casually. She wore a green shirt with floral design and denim jeans and no makeup.

I raised my gaze for a moment to look at her. "Instead of using that phone to make a silly phone call, how about you use it to take a picture of these." As she started to slowly saunter towards me, she reached behind herself to unclasp her bra. Before I could pull my eyes away, the lace garment sprung from her soft, jutting bre*sts, falling to the floor. For the first time, I was staring at Lisa Warden's huge, naked bre*sts. And despite everything I had been saying, all the denials I had made, I was certainly staring. I could not rip my eyes away.

However, I still hadn’t seen Evan. Then, I heard a soft moan coming from upstairs—a feminine moan. My curiosity got the best of me, and I quietly tiptoed up the stairs. Their bedroom door was slightly open, and I peeked inside, my heart racing. Evan was there with Lisa, Maddy’s mom, a petite blonde in her late 30s, her body slim but soft, bent over the bed. He was thrusting into her pussy from behind, his cock was massive—thick, and veined, stretching her. Her moans were desperate, her hands fisting the sheets. “Evan… too…much,” she gasped, but he didn’t stop, his abs flexing with each brutal stroke.

he called back, trying to sound calm. But the hum grew louder. --- Midnight came. Sleep refused him. The garden called. He crept to the window and froze. There was Trina, by the fountain. Moonlight painted her skin pale silver as her dress rode high on her thighs, fabric gathered at her waist. One hand moved between her legs in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her moans filling the night. The other cupped her breast, squeezing gently, her head thrown back in abandon. Nickey’s breath caught. He should look away—he didn’t. He couldn’t.