Lindsay Ivan Nude Novels & Stories

He chuckled. “Don’t worry, angel. I’m not like them.” Then he leaned closer, voice darker. “But stand up, or I’ll call ten more to finish what they started.” Lisa’s whole body tensed. She slowly got to her feet, eyes downcast, trembling. She didn’t dare meet his gaze — the rumors about Ivan were legendary. Ruthless. Unpredictable. Cruel. She expected anything… except what came next. Ivan shrugged off his black coat and draped it gently over her shoulders. Then, without a word, he took her by the hand — gently, but firmly.

he asked as we approached Ivan’s door. “Don’t worry about it,” I said and gave him a warm smile. “You sure?” he persisted. I nodded. “Alright then, let’s go see what Ivan has in store for us,” Javier said and pushed open the door. Ivan was standing right before us, stark naked. My hands flew to my mouth as my eyebrows shot up. “My turn!” he said fixing me with a sexy smile. Javier shook his head smiling, “You cheeky bastard, you just can’t keep it in your pants, can you?”

I picked it up. It was a message from Ivy. And damn— it was her nude. Not just a casual selfie, no. Full-on seductive pose, no clothes, no shame. With a caption that read, “Is her breast as sexy as mine? Because I’m very sure you still want to suck it hard.” I choked on my drink. I won’t lie— the photo brought back memories. Hot ones. Wild ones. Back when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. But that was before she sucked the soul out of me and used it to light up her path to betrayal.

he said with a smile. I only nodded. It was always difficult for me to smile around others. But with Lisa, I found myself always smiling like a fool—like a teenager in love. Yeah, right. I am in love with her. “Is it okay if I leave early? I might not come back home,” Ivan asked, his voice barely audible. “Let me guess—you’re planning to get laid, right? Threesome, your favorite way to have sex?” I asked, and he smiled because he knew I was right.

Before he can freak out, I turn and smile. "You got more, or is this one and done?" Ivan pulls his hand back and hits me again. Yes, that is so freaking hot. When I hear them removing their pants, I hold onto the blankets, waiting for one of them to slam into me from behind. Who will it be? I'm suddenly lifted from my position and thrown onto the bed. My shirt is torn away, leaving me naked. My two men are both naked, staring at me where I lie.

Lilah’s POV : The moon hangs low in the sky, its silver glow spilling through the sheer curtains of the room. My heart races as I sit on the edge of the bed, my hands fidgeting in my lap. The air feels heavy, almost suffocating, with unspoken tension. Ivan stands by the window, his tall frame illuminated by the dim light. He’s shirtless, his muscular back taut with restrained energy, and I can’t tear my eyes away.

Not long after Adonis left Ivan ended the sex after the girl cummed two more time and he haven't cummed though, how can he when she is not the angel that he just saw, he pulled out his long dick out of her making her to squirm and shiver feeling empty but satisfied and tired, she hasn't been fucked this good for a long time, not even by her boyfriend. Ivan wore his plain pants and button up long sleeve shirt, his expensive pant look good and his leg muscles was showing fitted, not to straining not to concealed, his his upper shirt button left unbuttoned showing his collarbone and some dripping sweats, his upper muscles flexible as he moves, his muscles are not bulgy but really muscled. He pu

"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."

There it was, plastered across social media and gossip sites alike: Last night, Ivan Anderson spotted with a mystery woman at an exclusive VIP club. Alysha’s hands began to shake as she tapped one of the videos. The footage, though grainy, was clear enough. Ivan, leaning in close, his arm draped around a woman who looked impossibly glamorous in a shimmering dress. The two of them were laughing, their faces close—too close. The intimacy of the scene sent a chill through Alysha’s veins.

She must know better. After Lindsay leaves the room to shower, she reappears and says she can't let Irena go anywhere with a billionaire and the rags she's wearing. Before Irena could stop her, Lindsay threw out all her sensitive clothes and replaced them with — as Lindsay said — eye-catching menswear. Of course, these include sexy tops and useless lingerie. Maybe she should start speaking out against Lindsay and her ridiculous ideas. At the time, Irena wished she had a pair of Sage sweatpants and sweaters.