Lucy Beaumont Nude Novels & Stories

Professor Bright lodged himself in between her legs, slapping Lucy's now overly aroused clit with his dick. "Lying bitch. You have been saying that for months. Beg for cock, campus virgin whore," he ordered darkly, coating the head of his dick in her juices, too horny to hold back. "Please, Professor. F-fuck me," Lucy pleaded, rubbing her raw clit shamelessly before him while staring at his dick.

*BE MY NAKED LOVE* *CHAPTER 40* "How is she dead?, She just left here minutes ago",a policeman asked rhetorically. They managed to chase down Lydia but found her by the roadside dead. Lydia wanted to end the life of Andre's and her life too, so she ate some of the poisoned snack she had made for Andre. ******************** Two weeks later, "He has not come for you yet",Roberts said. "Yeah, worried about that also",Vanessa answered.

If Kent finds out what I did to Lucy and her father, maybe he will get mad at me, or the worst part is, he will report me to the police. --- Finally, they arrived at the villa where Kent bought the house for Lucy. His wife raised her eyebrows with so much jealousy in her eyes about her husband's mistress. But she was overwhelmed at the same time because what Kent did to Lucy is to seduce her to get her pregnant. The door swung open and Lucy came out. She looks gorgeous in her yellow long dress. Her tan skin was beautifully dominant over it. Her shiny long black hair was hanging freely behind her back. She looks like she didn't give birth. Lucy was ooze with sex appeal.

Startled, I opened my eyes abruptly, sinking back down and attempting to steady my breath. Why was he still occupying my mind? Why couldn't I free myself from his grip, if only for a moment? Once finished, I emerged from the bathtub, reaching for the towel conveniently placed near the door. Wrapping it snugly around my body, I turned the doorknob and ventured out. To my astonishment, I stood frozen upon seeing Lady Linda seated on the bed, her hands clasping a cloth, her gaze fixed upon me.

PROLOGUE: Luci held her cheek and she held his hand, not wanting to pull away. She kissed his palms, rubbing it on her cheek. She lets go of the shirt on her chest, exposing her breast to him. For the first time Luci was staring at her bare chest. Those bally breast pointed at him, hungering for his touch, his kiss. She takes off her trouser, laying stank naked before him. She wasn’t shy. No, she can’t.

Andrew's Adam's apple bobbed violently as he swallowed hard. His thumb came up, catching a tear at the corner of my eye with unbearable gentleness. "Took you long enough," he rasped, voice rough with emotion. "Fine!" Becca shrieked, her face contorting. With a sudden, hysterical laugh, she brandished her phone like a weapon. "You think you've won? Audrey—look familiar?" My blood turned to ice. The screen showed Lucy—tiny wrists bound with rope, her terrified face streaked with tears—in what looked like an abandoned warehouse.

She started to remove her brasserie, but Solomon grabbed her hand. “Let me.” Lucia took a deep breath as Solomon undid his bra, and pulled it away. Warm air swirled around her hard aching nipples. “Mmm, so hard for me.” Lucia’s vision wavered as Solomon ran his thumb back and forth across a nipple, teasing her very sensitive skin. Unable to help herself, she thrust into Solomon’s hand. The scent of chocolate spiked, and Lucia licked her lips. But Solomon stop and released her. But when she took a look at both of them, was she realized that there's something so naughty about being totally nude while her mate was half-dressed. But while it was hot, she still preferred skin on skin.

Audrey was certained her whole body was as red as a rose at this point. But she did as he had said.She stepped out of her sandals and unbuttoned her dress. It fell to the floor like a puddle around her.The underwear she wore would cover more than this damned bikini.With her eyes to the floor, she hurried to finish undressing. “Slower.”Lucien said,his voice low and husky. She looked up and her earlier fantasy had come to life.Lucien’s broad chest glistened with droplets of water. He was looking at her with hunger in his eyes.

Her finger started rubbing her clit. Suddenly, Lucy was in front of her. She was still completely naked. She was using one of her hands to play with her own pussy. She grabbed Becky's free hand and led her to one of the beds. Becky seemed unsure, but she let Lucy lead her. Lucy gently pulled Becky's hand away from her pussy and brought her sticky fingers to her lips, then sucked on them.

No, this wasn’t— The photo was unmistakable. Lucy. Wearing barely anything—soaked, startled, vulnerable. Her red underwear was torn at the waistband, her skin damp, her arms crossed in a desperate attempt to cover herself. And then another photo—this time, she was in the spring, water clinging to her body, her expression twisted in what looked like pain and humiliation. The caption? “Royal breeder or Royal Disgrace? Alpha Ellison’s consort caught flaunting herself behind palace walls.”