Livvy Dunne Nud Novels & Stories

His thick fingers found my bare, dripping cunt immediately. “Fuck, Liv,” he groaned, pushing two fingers deep inside me. “You’re absolutely soaked. Your pussy is dripping down my hand.” I rode his fingers, biting my lip to stay quiet. The wet squelching sounds were loud in the quiet living room. When Lauren’s footsteps approached, I quickly moved back to my seat, my face flushed and my shorts wet. Lauren sat down, completely clueless but I was done waiting. Half an hour later, Lauren went upstairs to take a phone call from her best friend and the moment she disappeared, I stood up, pulled my tank top off, and dropped my shorts. I was completely naked in front of my brother-in-law.

I sat in the dark room for awhile before deciding I needed to take a shower. My panties were still wet from Rider's teasing earlier. I felt dirty that I liked what he did to me so much. He didn't deserve my virginity but I knew that he would take it for his sooner or later. Part of me wanted him to ravage** me. To make me a whimpering needy mess. Just the thought of that made my cheeks darken. What if wrong with me, I've never had such dirty thoughts before. I felt my core starting to throb as I thought of Riders hands on me. Ugh, I need a shower and a cold one at that.

I said in a daze and she nodded, suddenly looking at my 5-year-old self, sitting on the cold floor, playing with a wooden toy in my orphanage. I heard a small whisper of someone repeating my name in the distance, the voice sent shivers. "How was your childhood, Rose?" Dane asked, and the scene before us shifted, playing random glimpses of my horrible childhood, our caretaker teaching us things that kids our age shouldn't know, how to have sex, how to take care of men and a lot more, the injection of weird liquids to our bodies, the burning pain, the unhealthy situation and surrounding, the horrible fake stories of the world, including the story of my mate, it was so scary back then, a lot sc

Maybe just to see their faces. The two closest to the bars were women I recognized from my time as the Luna. They were always just close enough to talk shit where I could hear them. The day Lina showed up, they practically had a parade in her honor. They looked up now, and one of them squinted at me. "...Is that... no way. It smells like a rogue, but it looks like Bonnie!" "She's alive?" the other muttered, like it was an inconvenience. I reached for the keys—then paused. My stomach twisted. Why was I even considering letting them out?

She sucked hard, teeth scraping, tongue flicking. Nora’s head thunked against the tile. Liv switched to the other breast, gave it the same treatment, leaving both nipples swollen and dark. She kissed lower. Stomach. Hips. The crease where thigh met body. Nora’s legs were shaking. Liv looked up, water streaming down her face. “Spread your legs for me.” Nora did, one foot on the little shower bench. Liv licked one long, slow stripe from entrance to clit. Nora’s hips jerked.

I entered the library to see Kelly on her phone with a tightened expression while Nina relaxed against the desk, tapping her foot on the floor as she stared at the entrance, obviously impatient for my return. "I am back," I announced and Nina relaxed while Kelly hurriedly looked up from her phone. "Aria, I think you need to see this." She told me and curiosity set in me. What was that? Could it be the reason why she looked so pissed? "What is it?" I walked over to her and she showed me her phone. "Lucien Moretti was spotted looking cozy with his assistant at a banquet last night. Could this be the start of something new since his wife's death?" The reporter read out and I could feel my hands

“I just didn’t want to die here. This place is too ugly.” Kennedy’s face tightened. “Don’t talk like that.” “I’m serious.” “I know,” Kennedy said. “But don’t.” Liv stood and walked to the little shelf near the door. She grabbed a bottle of lotion and tossed it to the bed. “You’re still on camera, you know. Outside. Paparazzi. That clip of you getting wheeled in went viral before your blood even dried.” “Lovely.” Liv shrugged. “You don’t get privacy anymore.”

But I pull it out anyway. The notification stops me dead. Live Stream: DirtyGirl69 is online. I click it. The app loads. And there, in the middle of my fucking bed, is Davina. On live stream. For guys. In my room. The bar erupts in laughter as the guys crowd around, seeing her on the screen, smirking like she owns the place. She’s untied the rope, blindfold gone, latte in one hand, waving at the camera like she’s the queen of chaos.

She swears that she will slap Vivi if she abuses Nina again! Seeing Sunny does not speak, Vivi thinks she consciously wrong, so she says more loudly, "Am I wrong? I was in a bath with my man, and she took the advantage of my going to get something, going into the bath in naked! Is that not a bitch? What a shame on her!" "What?" Sunny immediately petrifies. She knows Nina would not intentionally seduce Lucien or do something as Vivi said, but it's a truth that Nina is not in her room now. Was Nina really with Lucien last night?

All of them were respective pack members. Xavier sat beside Alice. "Are you feeling bored, Luna?" "No." "Don't lie." "I am not feeling bored but strange today." Today she went to the Dungeon and after that, she was not feeling well. She felt a fear in her heart as if something was going to happen. "Dylan!" Alice heard Livia's voice. She turned her head and saw Dylan coming down from upstairs. He came directly from his office. Livia ran to him and hugged him. Dylan patted her head. "Happy Birthday."