Lilian Garcia Nude Novels & Stories

His piercing dark eyes locked onto her like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. Lila dropped her duffel bag at the bottom of the stairs and started ascending slowly, hips swaying with deliberate provocation. Her short denim skirt rode up with every step, flashing the smooth skin of her thighs. She knew exactly what she looked like—full breasts straining against the thin fabric of her tank, long dark hair cascading down her back, green eyes flashing defiance. At 5’6 with a voluptuous, toned figure, she’d stopped hiding her body a long time ago.

Lila rose on trembling legs the moment I spoke her name. The slim redhead with the freckles scattered across her collarbone and the small, high breasts that barely filled a handful. She had been watching Sophia’s interview with wide eyes and parted lips, her fingers still buried between her thighs, circling her clit in slow, unconscious strokes. Now she stood naked in the centre of the studio, her long legs shaking slightly, her pale skin flushed pink from neck to thighs. Her pussy was a neat, trimmed strip of copper hair above smooth, swollen lips already glistening with her own arousal. She looked fragile. Delicate. Like a porcelain doll someone had dared to break.

I slump in my chair and sigh, “I don’t know what to do.” “Explain” “I’m sorry. I-I can’t” I don’t want her to see my shame, my failure. “I am here for you, Lillian; I am always here for you, and I will support you no matter what you have done or haven’t done. Do you understand me? I love you, Lillian. There is nothing you can do that will make me feel ashamed of you” I look away; she hit the nail on the head with that one. “Lilly, is this about Dean?” I look at her sharply but don’t say a word, “I know he isn’t good to you. I know you keep it to yourself.”

“Do you think the palace runs on your schedule?” Not now. Goddess, please, not now. “I said OPEN UP!” Every muscle screamed as I dragged myself forward. The burning under my skin grew worse, crawling toward my hands like something alive. I gripped the handle, swallowed back a choke, and cracked the door open. Lilian stood there in her spotless uniform, her lips curled, her eyes glittering with cruelty. Mora and Cara flanked her like guard dogs hungry for a kick. Her gaze swept over me—sweaty, trembling, my eyes still faintly glowing—and her expression twisted with disgust.

He couldn’t wait to see what she did in the privacy of her own room. The next morning, Nate woke up early and rushed to his computer to watch the footage from the night before. As he hit play, he saw Lila enter the room, wearing a silky robe that clung to her curves. She walked over to her dresser and began to undress, revealing her perfect breasts and toned stomach.

I closed my eyes, my ears listening for movements but I heard none. I opened an eye to look at Lilian who was still standing there clutching on her robe. "You aren't coming in?" I asked. My voice seemed to stun her. "Give me a minute" she said. I closed my eyes back, to let her calm down. I heard a light splash after a few minutes. ‘Took her long enough’ I thought. I opened my eyes to a sight I wasn't expecting. Lilian was in a sea green two piece bikini, her red hair in a high bun. Her pale skin was flushed red at the heat. The view made me gulp.

She sounded unsure but Liliana knew what she was saying. He immediately took off her strappy shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra which was easier for him. Liliana was wearing tight short. When he pulled it down, he smirks when he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. He got her out of the short so she was nude in his presence. He pulled her towards the bed. "Lie down" he ordered. She lies flat on the bed. Liliana had become comfortable when she's naked in front of Nicholas. He pull off his shirt in front of her. Just the sight of his hard rock body makes her wet.

Lila stepped out completely naked. Her hands tried to cover her breasts and her pussy, but she couldn’t hide much. Her skin was soft and pale. Her nipples were tiny and pink. She stared at the floor, trembling. “Hands at your sides, Lila,” I said. “Let me see properly.” She slowly lowered her arms. They were shaking. “Turn around slowly.” She obeyed. Her ass was round, firm, perfect. When she faced me again I stepped closer. God, she’s beautiful. My cock is rock hard now.

I wasn’t someone who usually thought about things like that. Then, a lady began walking toward us. She wore a soft lilac dress that fitted her curves and her blonde hair was styled into curls cascading down her back. Her makeup looked flawless. She looked like someone who belonged on the cover of a fashion magazine. It was her; I quickly recognized the face ;Lianna Garcia. I had seen her picture many times in magazines and gossip columns. She was always standing beside her wealthy husband at charity events or fancy parties. She stopped in front of us and extended a manicured hand.

My hand shook and my heart raced as I watched the latest gossip they were having about some other celebrity. "Nothing is going on,” Lauren whined. I ignored her and focused my attention on the entertainment gossip. "You should go–” It suddenly came in and I sat up, my eyes widening. "Renowned actress, Lilian Montgomery, has been accused of being allegedly involved in the leak of Ashley Carter's nude pictures.” My heart clenched and I stiffened in the chair, torn between shock and excitement.