Lilli Luxe Nude Novels & Stories

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.

The way he was looking at me made me want to cover myself, but his hands caught mine. "Don't hide from me," he said. "You're so beautiful." I was wearing a simple cotton bra, nothing fancy or sexy. But the way Denzel looked at me, you'd think I was wearing the most expensive lingerie in the world. "Can I touch you?" he asked. "Yes." His hands came up to cup my breasts through the fabric, and I gasped at the sensation. His thumbs brushed over my nipples, and pleasure shot straight through me. "You're so responsive," he murmured. "I wonder what other sounds I can make you make."

I told the love birds over my shoulder as I walked away, when I was turning back towards Lila's SUV, I caught Julien staring at my ass as I walked away, seeing me raise an eyebrow at him I expected the normal polite and respectful young warrior to look away, but I was a little surprise when he smiled at me instead and winked. Shaking off the odd interaction I walked to Lila's door, getting there about the time her driver opened her door and one of her cherry apple red stilettos clicked on the sidewalk. A perfectly manicured hand was placed in her drivers outstretched one as she slid out of the SUV and stood before me. If anyone looked like a model stepping out of the car after eight hours, i

I call in. Lily enters and she’s all dressed up in a dusty blue satin wrap mermaid dress. It has a long slit at the side and no straps. It’s ruched from the cinched waist until the neckline with one side being longer than the other. Her creamy thigh is out on display and she’s wearing ankle-strapped heels that make her legs look sexy. Her hair is slicked back with a middle-part and tied at the back. She has long dangling diamond earrings on her ears and she’s done a neutral matte nude makeup. She looks beautiful.

It was better that they were not prepared for the truth of the extent of my magic on the off chance I needed to use it to escape them. I’d just settled into the warmth of the thick folds of the loosely hung tapestry when Lila fell to one knee and bowed her head. I looked with awe at the slender, stately woman who glided onto the platform. Her movements were smooth and regal as she settled into her throne. Long, perfectly manicured fingernails extended the length of her digits, making her slender hands look almost alien in appearance. The bridge of her nose was straight and narrow. It was perfectly centered between a pair of large, green, cat-like eyes that were framed by thick arched br

The VIP room was small and dark, lit only by a faint purple light that made Layla’s skin look like glowing silk. She stood in the center of the room, and the three men, Marcus, Jax, and Leocouldn't breathe just looking at her. She was built with incredible curves, her waist tiny and her hips wide and heavy. Her breasts were the best part; they were huge, round, and so heavy they swayed beautifully with every step she took. The skin on her chest was pale and soft, and her nipples were dark and hard, poking out like they were begging to be tasted. She reached back and unhooked her gold bra, letting her heavy breasts fall free, bouncing softly as they were released. The men groaned at the sight

while Julian stood watch near the door. “Try this one, Nina! It’s the color of the ocean!” Lila shouted, dragging a deep midnight-blue silk slip dress off a mannequin. It was beautiful. It was also dangerously low-cut in the back. “Lila, I don’t think—” “Please! Just one!”

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.

The amber liquid burned down my throat when I swallowed it in one rough gulp, the harshness grounding me back into my body instead of my thoughts. I poured another. Slower this time. Letting the warmth spread through my chest, dulling the sharp edges of desire into something more manageable. As I turned back toward the desk, the study door opened. Lilian walked in naked. Completely naked. Not even pretending this was accidental. Her hair was styled. Makeup still flawless. Skin gleaming under the soft light like she’d staged herself for a goddamn photoshoot instead of a marriage. “Hey, babe,” she purred.

he demanded. Having fully understood the purpose of the room she was in, Lila had worn the bare minimum today. It took no time to remove her crop top and toss it toward the door, followed by her sneakers and black yoga pants. She was horribly shy about standing before the wolf of her dreams in the nude, but that had everything to do with Thorne and his lurid gaze and not all that much to do with the nudity itself.