Liz Katz Nudes Novels & Stories

Gina, taken aback by the sheer tenacity in the young woman's eyes, was momentarily stunned. With a heavy swallow and a trembling heart, Liza obeyed Gina's command to strip. Her fingers fumbled as she delicately untucked her blouse, placing it with care on the office chair to her left. The zipper of her skirt was pulled down, and she removed it alongside her stockings, leaving her standing in nothing but a simple pair of cream undies and bra. In this vulnerable state, Liza's bareness magnified the rawness of her emotions. Her body, slender and alluring, adorned with flawless, creamy skin was a sight that captivated Gina.

She turns on the shower and I let her push me under the running water, my body relaxing as the chill water starts to cool my nerves. Liz bends over her back to take off her shoes and she throws them out before moving back before me. She doesn’t touch me yet and I just let my eyes take in every inch of her body—never getting enough of how much gorgeousness her nakedness possesses. She’s absolutely fucking gorgeous clothed, but God, she’s like sin itself when she’s naked like this. The way her tits sit so nicely on her chest drives me completely mad and the way the pink flesh between her legs peeks make it so hard for me to control myself. Then her nipples—Fuck, especially her nipples. There’s

“That’s not fair.” We were all laughing. “Tim is way hotter.” Karen gave them all pointed looks. Daring us to argue. “If you like the bulkier kind.” I nodded grudgingly. “Not me!” Lizzy declared. “I like ‘em leaner. They can go,” She was jutting her hips forward in a pronouncedly crude gesture. “All night long…” I had flashbacks of Kane. Sweating and watching me climax again and again. Shadows dancing across his features in the early morning hours. Relentless as any man I’d ever met.

I cannot believe this guy has no respect for me. “So are you Zane?” He asked me instead and didn't care that I was fussing. “Securities!!!” I yelled and walked towards the alarm button to call their attention. “Oh..Ho … hold on right there. There's something I'll like you to see” He turned his laptop screen for me to see. On the screen was a picture of Rita putting on a fish net lingerie. “Uhh…you probably didn't see that clearly. Here’s another one “ He swiped the screen to a picture of Rita stack naked.

She had learned well from Asher. “I’ll make sure everyone knows what you really are! You and your father are the same! Both of you are disgraceful, and—” “And this isn’t disgraceful?” Liz raised her phone again, showing an image on the screen. Lana gasped and covered her mouth. Liz was showing a photo of herself—completely nude. It wasn’t fake; Lana recognized the pose and the background. It was definitely her, but that picture was never supposed to be seen. It was stored safely on her phone.

“All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut who twerks her ass and spreads her dripping pussy on camera for thousands of guys?” Her mouth fell open and closed several times opened again. Her face had gone completely pale like she was about to pass out. “Please… Nelson, it’s not what you think. I can explain…” I pulled my phone out, opened my secret folder, and hit play. The sound of her own pornstar moans immediately filled the small bathroom. On the screen, Lunar Katt was on all fours, completely naked except for the black mask, back arched

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.

To my confusion, all of it were image attachment. And with a flick of my thumb, I opened the images. I was immediately met with a series of nude photos—of Elisse’s, my alpha’s mate, in nothing but seductive lingerie. Each of her photo was a tantalizing display of her body, posed in ways that made my blood boil and my dick hardened instinctively. “Sweet fucking Luna,” I breathed, feeling my pulse quicken. There she was, her delicate slender body wearing lace and silk, every curve screams of perfect wild invitation. The first image showed her leaning against a wall, her back arched, the fabric barely concealing her breast and only revealing her sweet pink erected nipples. I couldn’t tear my ga

Not yet, at least. After a few soft caresses on her womanhood, Hunter let go of Liza's lips again, hurriedly picked her up, and walked toward the bed. He quickly dropped Liza on the bed and began to undress, leaving no clothing on his body, exposing himself to Liza in all his naked glory. Liza examined every inch of Hunter's body, from his neck, chest, arms, shoulders, and abdomen. However, a silent gasp escaped her lips when his manhood drew Liza's gaze.

Alex's Pov I turned to find Lizzie's eyes boring into mine as she squatted at the edge of the pool beside me. “Staring? What?” I stuttered. Her face remained impassive as she lowered herself into the pool. Her skin looked even paler now that the clothes were gone. She wore a black bra top and a pair of high waisted, thick swim panties. She had some freakish looking tattoos on her back, upper thighs and a flower tattoo around her belly button that looked out of place amongst the more deadlier drawings.