Melissa Marie Elias Nude Novels & Stories

His bedroom door was ajar, a dim glow leaking out. “Alex, I’m here,” she whispered, pushing it open, a weak smile forming. Her breath stopped. She blinked severally, refusing to believe what she saw in front of her. Melissa sat up in Alex’s bed, naked, smirking like a cat. Alex lay beside her, shirtless, sheets low, his face turned away. Asleep. “Well, well,” Melissa purred, eyes glinting. “The stray’s back.” “What is this?” Lauren choked, tears burning, legs buckling.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

Melissa dopped her blouse to the floor and began working on her tight skirt she smiled, dropping her skirt to stand before him in her bra and panties. He groaned, his hard cock straining against his tight shorts. Melissa continued her strip tease and reached back to unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor. "You are so gorgeous.” He whispered, his eyes widening at her big bouncing breasts before him. Melissa stepped out of her panties and stood stark naked before him, a brazen gleam in her eyes. "So this is what theyve been enjoying"He said thickly, dropping his trousers. "You are finally half way into getting what you want! The question is are you sure you can handle all these.” She pu

“Tell me what you need, Aria.” I bit my lip, trembling. "I need you... inside me. Ohnnn... right now." That was all it took. Elias stood up, pulling me off the chair with surprising strength. He spun me around and pressed my front against the full-length mirror on the wall. My bare breasts flattened against the cool glass as he yanked my cropped hoodie up and over my head, leaving me completely naked. “Look at yourself,” he growled softly against my ear, his hard body pinning me from behind. “Pop star of the world… dripping for a stranger who just pierced your clit.”

“If I release unclad pictures of her, it’s going to ruin her reputation forever.” I paused, then after thinking about the kind of person Eliana was, I doubted she would send out nudes. Besides, they were living together. The only explanation would be that he took pictures without her permission, which would land him in deeper trouble. “You don’t have them,” I said in an attempt to call out his bluff. “I don’t, but I have regular pictures of her and I know what her naked body looks like. It’s far too easy to create one myself, don’t you think?”

Ely said with a chuckle, not even looking up from her screen. “I don’t mind!” Melissa replied sharply, even though her heart skipped. “Shut it down and come tell me what I want to know,” she added, slamming the laptop shut. Unfortunately, Ely’s finger got trapped in the process. “Ouch!” “You deserve that and more.” Elysian pulled her finger free and shot Melissa a playful glare. “Oh well,” she sighed dramatically. “Sit, girl.” Melissa dropped into the chair a little too quickly. “You’re acting guilty,” Ely said.

Her pulse does something inconvenient before she can stop it—Elias's standing with his back to them, black board shorts pressed flat against his thighs by the wind, every line of his back visible in the morning light. He shifts his weight, and the muscle along his shoulder blades moves cleanly beneath the surface. His black board shorts sit low on his hip bones, the V-lines on either side catching the shadow, his abs shifting with each breath between light and depth. Elias sees them from the net before they reach it. Or rather, he sees her. The cover-up is thin enough in the direct sunlight to be more suggestion than coverage, the lavender visible beneath it. She's walking across the sand, b

Anna asked. Melissa rolled her eyes and smeared the red lipstick across her mouth, her eyes glinting with an evil glow. "I have everything, Anna. Do you think I'll go there unprepared? I have all the photos, I even have a copy of the auction bid history showing Christian spent millions just to please his mistress aka Elara. By the time we’re done with Elara tonight, the entire Hale family will see that woman for exactly what she is. Everyone will know what kind of a scheming bitch she is.”

I heard myself stammering, knew I was completely hard, and nothing I tried kept me from picturing her gloriously naked. Melissa was apparently completely comfortable with nothing on. Almost every night, she would come into her bedroom following her shower, shedding her towel and brushing out her hair either naked or wearing only panties. I never saw her doing anything overtly sexual, like playing with herself, but watching her brush her hair was erotic enough for me. * * *

His right hand slide the arms of Leotard off her shoulders while the left kept fingering what nobody knows. In not much time, they were both naked, consuming their lips in brutal kisses. A moment ago, Williams was trying to be professional. Now here he is, drooling over Melissa's naked body, trying to put his morals together so he wouldn't have to take advantage of the poor girl. "What's wrong?" Melissa asked. Williams couldn't answer, he rushed to pick up her Leotard but Melissa stopped him. She caresses his nipple then down to his stomach till she got to his pride.