Lindsay Brewer Nude Novels & Stories

I had trouble restraining myself from spreading her up on the sink counter and having her again. Brynne's skin had a natural golden glow, but right now it was pinked from the hot water, and so beautiful it was hard to look and stay neutral. Don't think about it. I ignored the urge and worked at drying her luscious curves, which had definitely lost some of their curviness but were still lovely and all mine. She stood gracefully for me as if not at all affected by our nakedness in such prox imity. I wondered how in the hell she managed to do it. Well. I had an idea of how. She was a model who posed in the nude and she was used to it. Don't think about that either.

Let’s make tonight unforgettable. He exhaled sharply, clicking the message open. Knox: When? Bree: Your place. Tonight. And I want you naked. His lips curled into a grin as he typed: Knox: Say less. But even as he stared at Bree’s I*******m-perfect face in her profile photo, fiery red curls, perfect tan skin, pouting full lips, his mind wandered to another image. Light caramel skin. Thick curls tied back. Glasses that hid a fire behind her eyes.

“This place is insane. Private dock, hot tub, the works. We’re going to own this lake for a month.” Brenda, twenty-four, flipped her dark ponytail and laughed. Fit from years of yoga and hiking, she wore tiny denim shorts and a cropped tank top that showed a strip of toned midriff. “As long as you don’t hog the kayaks, bro. I plan on paddling around naked if it gets hot enough.” Lily swatted her daughter’s arm playfully. “Brenda! We just got here. Let’s at least pretend this is a normal family reunion before we start stripping.”

She looked around, ensuring everyone was listening. “Of course you did,” Madison rolled her eyes. Lupiter smirked, posing dramatically. “Well not everyone can look as good as me in one.” “I’m jealous of you Lupiter!” Luna Brenda gushed at her. My stomach flipped painfully. A bikini. My scars. My bruises. The old marks from Eric. The fresh marks from yesterday. There was no way. No way I could stand in front of everyone like that. Lyra clapped her hands. “Everyone get some rest! Tomorrow will be exciting!”

The one who broke the silence. Lucas whispers in my ear: — The hyenas have caught the scent. — I know. I don’t smile. I don’t pretend to be comfortable. I am here to disturb. A waiter offers champagne. I refuse. Lucas takes a flute, just for show. His gaze scans the room. He is in protection mode, as always when he senses a trap. Then I see her: Cassandre. An icy silhouette in an ivory dress. Not a single strand out of place. Not a wrinkle on her mask. On her arm, a man I don’t know. Legal, no doubt. Or strategic. Maybe just decorative.

The girl's naked body looks very seductive. .

"Lily, what the fuck are you doing?" Aiden growls, turns out he was the person approaching us, "Cover yourself now.” "This is a nude photoshoot, I have to be nude. Since when are you two such prudes, huh?" I ask and the attention whore side of me is loving having their eyes on me. At the same time. Once upon a time, Virgin Lily dreamt about this situation... but those dreams ended a lot more dirty than anyone could imagine, "They said I'm so perfect, I don't even need much make up."

Lisa stands at the corner near the vending machines, her breath hitching in her throat. There he is. Tyler. He's holding two bottles of water, his head tilted as he listens to a man in a Bears' supporter jacket. If it were just that, Lisa could have breathed. She could have walked over and slipped her hand into his. But then her gaze shifts, landing on Nina. Nina, the woman Emily and the others had been whispering about with those tight, guarded expressions, is standing just inches away. She's a vision of predatory grace, dressed in skin-tight yoga pants and a tiny tank top that leaves nothing to the imagination.

"I've seen hundreds of naked women. Every shape. Every size. Every age. I work with bodies. Yours is no different." Linda's breath caught.