Lindsey Sterling Nude Novels & Stories

’ Cami blasted. ‘I’m not about to give you an easy ride.’ Lindsey walked in a froze. The girl bound by the wrists glared Cami down. A scream was on Lindsey’s throat. Beautiful brown coils ran down her back and over her black shirt. Every feature was like looking at a vision of herself. This girl wasn’t jaded and struck, she was fire and lava seeking devastation. ‘Leah?’ Lindsey choked out.

Sterling. Julian Sterling was thirty years old. He wasn't an "old" man, but he had a power that the boys at her college didn't have. He didn't play video games or wear baggy hoodies. He wore suits that cost more than Lila’s tuition. He had dark hair that was perfectly cut and eyes that looked like they knew every secret she was hiding. He was a man in his prime, and for the last three weeks, Lila had spent every day imagining what those large, tanned hands would feel like on her skin. "He's ready for you, Lila," the receptionist said, her voice snapping Lila out of her daze.

Talia whispered, her hand coming up to rest on his silk tie. "Now," Sterling said, his grip tightening on her neck, "you find out if you're a partner or just a plaything. Strip. I want to see exactly what I'm investing in." Talia didn't hesitate. She reached for the zipper at her side, letting the silk gown fall in a shimmering pool at her feet. She stood naked in the starlight, her body still bearing the faint, fading shadows of Vivienne's crop. Sterling's gaze traveled over her, lingering on the dark, heavy tits and the wetness already glistening between her thighs.

she replies in a harsh tone that makes my blood chill. "Wow! Talk about determination!” Miss lane exclaims, clearly enjoying the exchange. "Ms sterling, you’re very Young." she tells with a mischievous grin. " And you know damn well you can get any man you want, whenever you want. Hell, I'm sure the most rich and famous text their offers to you, there are men all around the globe who would pay to be in a relationship with you. So before you talk about having Abel Blackwood back, are you sure you’re done sowing your wild oats?”

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

It was natures best stress reliever after all. Thoughts of Sterling’s naked flesh played through her mind slowly as she fondled that delicious spot. Until the electricity between her folds peaked and her fingers stroked more purposefully in greater haste. She imagined Sterling fingers teasing her clit, his fingers sliding inside her. Her back arched and Leila cried out when she climaxed in ecstasy.

"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."

“Told you she’d come crawling back.” Sterling stood by the desk, sleeves rolled, his gray eyes unreadable. “Shut the door, Harper.” The click echoed like a gunshot. My pulse hammered. “Strip,” Sterling ordered. The word shot straight to my core. My fingers fumbled with buttons, pulling my blouse off, shimmying my skirt down until I stood in nothing but black lace bra and panties. Damon’s whistle filled the air. “Fuck, she’s perfect.” Sterling’s gaze swept over me, slow and cold, making my nipples harden. “All of it.”

Then she turned and looked at Sterling. “Doctor,” Lynn whispered, her voice husky. “I want to feel her. I want to feel her pussy against mine before you take your place.” Sterling leaned against the railing, his cock still hard and dripping. He nodded slowly. “Do it.”

“Where are your towels so I can shower?” I followed him into the bathroom to where he grabbed a towel from the closet and handed it to me. I started stripping my clothes off but he didn’t leave. If anything he looked more confused. “Aren’t you going to wait until I leave?” He asked. “I am a stripper, being nude isn’t a big deal okay?” He stood there against the sink just staring at me while the water soaked my body. A part of me was wanting to make him more uncomfortable. “You need to understand that even with the hickeys on your neck, it doesn’t stop me from wanting you. Personally, I don’t want you either. But you are my mate and I will try to fight for us. Even when you gave up.”