Lindsay Ivan Nude Novels & Stories

Shay pointed up at the visible camera, "That's not the only one, right? We're definitely being watched. If they weren't okay with this, they would've kicked us out already. So, asking for blood shouldn't be too big of a deal." "You want me to drink it here with you?" Ivan asked. Shay nodded, "So I get full again and let you continue some more?" "Like you promised," Shay added. Ivan's serious face softened, then he shrugged. "You can give it a try," he said, then stepped back and got rid of his pants and boxers completely. Fully naked again, he walked to Shay's bed, "Until then, you should stay away from me." "Okay," Shay murmured, very jealous of the way Ivan carried himself. The absolute, q

Ever. Or at least, that’s what I tell myself to feel slightly better about myself. Finally, the last button on his shirt comes undone and now I get a good look at his chest and abs. And God, I can’t help the way my mouth waters. Ivan is beautiful. Fuck, he’s one strong man with all the tight muscles in all the right places. He’s so perfectly endowed that every time I have seen him naked in the past, I couldn’t get enough of him. It’s no different when I drink him right now. He looks so perfect, almost too perfect to be real. And there’s only one thing I can think of right now–he needs to be in me. Now.

Temptation consumes Shawn fully as he watches Ivan's movements and licks his lips in anticipation of what lies ahead. Barely 48 hours ago, if someone had told him Ivan would be right here in his mansion, laying naked, bound, and helpless on his bed, begging to be fucked, Shawn would have laughed at the soothsayer's mockery, but this is reality. Ivan fucking Hudson, naked, sex-starved, waiting for only him to take them both to that illicit place where he can freely release throaty screams of pleasure.

His long hair had been pulled up in two even buns atop his head, only leaving a few strands of hair to frame his face. "Never knew you had a space bun fetish." Ivan teased, seemingly unamused by the situation. "Hey" Nathan smiled as he dug out his phone from the pocket of his sweatpants."Don't fetish shame me." He took a quick snap of Ivan’s face, but let his arms fall on his lap when the model didn't cooperate. "Come on, pose for me." He chuckled, raising his phone again.

“What, she saw you naked?” Ivan asked. “What do you think Ivan? Of course she saw our naked body that is what hurt me the most. I should never put her in that kind of a situation at all. The worst thing that could happen is if Selena gets the photos somewhere that they are not supposed to. “

He didn’t need to lie to me, so maybe he forgot to take it off last night. He leaves me alone in the apartment, possibly to confirm whatever he had to confirm, and I hover above the seat. How do I bring up the photoshoot? I can’t believe I forgot about that because I saw his arms. Get it together Isaac Valentine. I must have fallen asleep sometime as I waited for him, because when my eyes peel open, Ivan is back, obviously showered and in fresh clothes, his arms hidden away from view. Sitting up I rub my eyes. “I did not mean to fall asleep, I am so sorry.”

Ivan nodded as he pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him completely naked. Fuck me, and I mean that, literally. Naked Ivan is exquisite to look at. Michelangelo’s David and every statue that tried to depict the epitome of the masculine naked body wish they were sculpted the way Ivan is. And he is all MINE. The only downside is that I’m so damn short that I can’t even stand on my tiptoes to kiss his lips. I could only kiss his chest if I did that. Maybe my cousin had a good idea when he joked about climbing gear.

He should have guessed the doc was nearly married the first time he saw it. Too fucking perfect. No wonder Nathan was clawing to hold on to him. Aiden: I don’t have any nudes. Lukas: Then take one. Sit with your legs spread, hold your cock up for me to see. Lean back and take the pic with your phone between your thighs, angled up. For a moment there was nothing. Lukas almost laughed, ready to call him a coward. Then the three little dots appeared and a picture followed, attached to a single message:

Seeing Ash's hesitation, Ivan shoved him aside and made to go in. “Hey! My girlfriend is inside and she's naked. I'm sure you don't want to go in there and see what you shouldn't see.” Ivan stopped in his tracks and looked at him. “We were in the middle of a make out session before you interrupted. Don't spoil the fun, president Landers.” A look of disgust appeared on Ivan's face. He turned around and left the house immediately. “Phew! That worked like magic. Thanks goodness I thought of a brilliant lie to tell.”

, Ivan cursed under his breathe and got up just a little so that he can take off Cassandra’s clothes and threw them away somewhere which wasn’t important now. Cassandra did same to ivan's shirt and threw it away leaving him in his trousees while she is in her undergarments. Which was a black lace set. “Fuck! Baby… black looks damn good on you”, Ivan compliments his wife as he laid her back on the fluffy blanket and trailed kisses from her jaw to ear. Nibbling her ear playfully making Cassandra gasp and moan as she clutches his shoulders tightly making him groan in need. He wants more.