Liam Jacobs Nude Novels & Stories

“Fuck yes, baby… just like that. Your mouth is so much better than hers.” My stomach plummeted. My hand pushed the door open before my brain could stop me. Liam was sprawled on the wide outdoor daybed, pants around his ankles, head thrown back in ecstasy. A slim, toned brunette — one of the bridesmaids I recognized from the welcome dinner — was on her knees between his legs, bobbing her head eagerly on his cock. Her hands gripped his thighs, perfectly manicured nails digging into his skin. His fingers were tangled in her sleek, straight hair, guiding her deeper.

Why? Suddenly, the door of the bathroom gets opened and Liam comes out while drying his black hair, topless. I can almost swear that I see how droplets of water drip from his upper body. My heart skips a beat when my eyes meet his and I suddenly feel embarrassed for getting caught checking him out. I turn around, fanning myself.

Sylvia was like someone else, not hers, in pain and despair. There was a sound of the door opening. "Are you awake yet?" From the bathroom, Liam came out with a large towel wrapped around his waist, toned body with muscular muscles, extremely attractive masculine face. Water dripped on her shiny skin and on her golden hair like the sun. It seemed that last night he was extremely relaxed and happy. Sylvia gulped, if he hadn't kidnapped her, if he hadn't raped her, she might have been attracted to that handsome figure. Liam is really handsome and charming.

Meanwhile, Liam and Jake were already making out wildly with their women. "Can you guys go find a room?" Erros sees Liam being given a handjo* with the woman, and the other woman making out with him. "Don't you want it?" Liam laughed on the sidelines of his activities. "Jake, stop sighing!" Max couldn't stand the man's sigh. "You guys are strange men. Come on, pretty, let's find another room. Just ignore the virgin man," Liam asked the women. Meanwhile, Jake, who was not wearing any clothes, did that on the sofa. He deliberately showed it to Max and Erros.

That alone told me how bad it was. She stood in the living room, tablet in hand, eyes searching my face. “Do you want to sit?” “No,” I said. “Show me.” She took a breath and turned the screen toward me. Photos. Not grainy, not stolen, not scandal-sheet nonsense. Clear. Intimate. Liam at a hotel bar, leaning close to a woman in a red dress. His hand at her lower back. Her head tilted toward him, smiling like she’d already won. Another photo—elevator mirror selfie. His arm around her waist. Her lipstick unmistakably red.

Real. But it was the last two photos that held her captive. Liam sitting at the bow of a boat, wind tousling his hair, eyes lost on the horizon as though searching for something he could never find. And another of him laughing while sitting in the sand, shirt open, feet covered in it. There, Liam looked... human. Free. Alive. Nothing like the man who, minutes earlier, had nearly beaten someone to death on the floor of a nightclub. And the feeling that hit her was strange.

In no hurry, he slides his hands up the outer parts of my thighs and grips them in his hands. Liamdips his head between my thighs, rubbing the coarse hair of his stubble along the sensitive skin before dragging his nose along my pussy and inhaling deeply. “You smell so fucking good, Lily. Your body screams perfection.”Using his fingers, he parts my lips, exposing my throbbing clit, and then flicks it with his tongue. “Dear God, you’re driving me nuts Liam,”I whimper.

Liam sat down next to me and shifted close to sit with our legs and arms touching. My skin tingled from the touch and I felt myself grow hot. Liam was only wearing a pair of grey sweatpants. His torso was bare and exposed. He looked so good. He had a fair amount of scars across his whole torso and I noticed the number of them on his back also. It was obvious that Liam was a fighter. A damn good one. I would hate to be the bear that he was going to take down. Lucas groaned on the ground and thumped his head against the chair that was next him. I giggled softly at this and rolled my eyes. He was such an idiot.

' Liam smiled, happy that she didn't find him clingy. 'So, what do you want us to talk about? Should we talk about our favorite movies of all time?' Emma suggested. 'That would be a great idea, why don't we do a video call?' Liam proposed with an eager smile. 'Sure, but I'm naked. Give me a few minutes to wear something.' As he heard the word 'naked', he recalled the feel of her pussy on his fingers. The memories of their foreplay flooded into his mind and his body began responding to his thoughts.

Liam exclaimed, his Adam's apple rising and falling as he watched the extreme, uncensored show unfold before him. "Come on, gorgeous! Take your clothes off and join us! We know you want to fuck us, right?" The other woman said as she licked the other woman's private parts. "That's so delicious gorgeous, ah!" said the woman who was standing as she straddled the woman who was squatting in front of her. "Shit!" Exclaimed Liam, who really couldn't stand being a spectator any more. Liam felt it was time for him to take part in the 21 plus scenes of action.