Lindsay Ellis Nude Novels & Stories

Isis mumbled, and she immediately wanted to run after Phoenix but she immediately noticed that she was not wearing anything, and had been standing stark naked for some time. "What….what is…really going on?" Isis said, breaking into tears, seeing the mess she was in. Maybe because when she saw the news, she had been bombarded by Phoenix's unending questions to be able to relate to what was happening, but being left alone made her realize the situation she was in. Her nude pictures were displayed all over the net. The whole country already knew that she was sleeping with her boss and now…. "And now I might actually lose the only friend I have ever had," Isis said, as she breaks into another so

Elias and I were dancing at some pack event, his hand on my waist, my smile strained but passable. The next was worse. Us on a couch, his arm around me, his head tilted to mine like lovers sharing a secret. Slide after slide flashed by, each more damning than the last, the crowd cooing at the carefully constructed illusion. Then the video started. The collective gasp was audible. There, in stark clarity, was Elias. Naked. On his knees. With another woman. The footage was grainy but unmistakable, his hands gripping her hips, his mouth on her throat, her moans loud enough to echo across the garden.

“Worship it.” Elias leaned forward and pressed reverent kisses along the top of her foot, then up her ankle. He removed the heel gently and continued kissing her sole, her arch, sucking each toe into his mouth one by one with devoted care. His tongue traced every inch, worshipping her like she was divine. Lilith watched him with growing heat between her thighs. “Such a good boy already,” she praised softly, running her fingers through his hair. “Now… undress me.” Elias rose to his knees and carefully removed her gown, then her black lace lingerie, until she sat before him completely naked except for her stockings and garter belt. Her body was perfection — full breasts with dark nipples, smoo

That agony that once tore me apart was stripped away and reshaped, stroke by stroke, until it became the silent works hanging on the walls. Renee sent me a text. "Congratulations to our great artist! Have a few extra glasses for me!" Just after I replied to her, a familiar figure that appeared at the entrance instantly drew everyone's gaze. It was Landon. Dressed in a perfectly tailored dray grey trench coat, he moved through the crowd straight toward me, carrying a bouquet of irises. "I hope you don't mind me showing up uninvited, Ms. Holden," he said, handing me the flowers. Mom and Dad were visibly curious.

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.

I don't own you any explanation Lucas. I notice him looking at my breast, damn it i have no bra on. I'm wearing one of my over size t- shirt, i have no underwear under too. " what are you looking at Lucas, i cross my arms on my chest. He smile and said, i was just looking at your chest. You have no bra on, i wonder if you are wearing anything under this t- shirt. "Fuck! Elle, i must get going before i can't hold it anymore."

She whimpered, hips rolling, one hand clutching Lex’s shoulder, the other reaching blindly toward me. I slapped her hand away and took a slow drag from my cigarette, and exhaled toward the ceiling. Lex yanked her sweater over her head, bra following quickly. Her breasts spilled free, full, and nipples already hard, he took one into his mouth while his hand pinched the other. She cried out, louder this time, head falling back against the cushions. Ellis stood, unbuckling his belt with one hand while keeping the other between her legs, fingers moving inside her now, curling, and pumping. She was soaked and I could hear it, the wet sounds filling the room over her ragged breathing.

"Good point. Did you ever land up doing that nude photoshoot for Hamilton?" "Urgh, that creep! Basically what happened is he wanted me to do these extremely sexual poses and he didn't even try to hide the massive boner he had. I just felt uncomfortable so I left before I could regret anything." She explained and slipped out of her dress. "I mean I'm super confident about my body but being drooled over by an old guy? I'm good thanks." "Clearly confident." I laughed. Isla stood before me completely naked and wiped off her excessive makeup in the mirror.

I'll pull out, if that's okay " he grinned sweetly and I shrugged my shoulders, having no idea what that even meant. He pulled off his t-shirt and I swallowed nervously at seeing his bare chest and brown nipples. Ellis wrapped me up within his arms and we moved towards the large bed. I wasn't worried about bleeding from the loss of my virginity, being a reaper we didn't have that issue it would be uncomfortable if I wasn't properly prepared I was told. I laid next to Ellis and ran my fingers through his long bangs and was surprised by his hair being so soft. I got under the covers and snapped my fingers removing all fabric from my person. Ellis unbuttoned his jeans and peeled them all the wa

Something about the way the messages came made my brows crease with worry. I finally pulled it out and unlocked the screen. Three messages—there were no words, just three photos. I froze on seeing them. My eyes literally locked on the screen, air stuck in my throat. It was Lucas. He was naked in bed, and he was not alone. Ella was beside him, her body pressed against his, both of them tangled in white sheets with her head on his sweaty chest. They looked like they had just finished a round—or more—of scintillating sex. His arm was over her bare waist, eyes closed, while Ella's lips were parted in a smile that I barely saw on her.