Miles Mckenna Nude Novels & Stories

White moonlight made Miles’s sharp features gleam, jawline strong and exposed biceps even stronger when he rolled up his sleeves. Aiden admired the way his skin seemed to sparkle a flawless blue and grey, soft hair swept back by the wind and dark eyes focused. He made him feel safe, even as the boat swayed and dipped precariously on the water. Even as Aiden realized, half a kilometer from the shore, that neither of them were wearing life jackets. Finally, at what Miles deemed the very center of the lake, he stopped. The evening became quiet as the wind-like sound of Miles’s rows ceased.

It took me straight to the last chat he’d been on. The picture loaded almost immediately. My breath caught. I looked at it again desperately, hoping maybe I was mistaken. But I wasn’t. It was Cierra. My hand flew to my mouth. I couldn’t stop looking at the picture while Miles’ moans from last night echoed inside my head. Cierra was smiling in the photo, posing seductively in her lingerie. The thin fabric revealed the outline of her nipples, and her bare legs were visible. My knees nearly gave out. I grabbed the edge of the desk to steady myself.

he pumped his finger in and out, and suck her clit, just as she was about to come, but he pulled out the fingers and stopped eating her. Mia didn't even have the mode to glare at him. Miles stood up and pulled her in front of him. he pointed his eyes toward his shirt and pants " help me to undress " Mila understood, she opened his shirt bottom one by one with her shaking hands. seeing she was delaying, he helped her. Soon his shirt and pants were on the floor with his boxer, he was fully naked in front of Mia.his beautiful packs were open in front of her eyes.

"I dare you to take off your top." The girls cackled and clapped. Megan, as wild as Danni used to be, didn't mind at all removing her clothes, as alcohol always loosened her already loose inhibitions. She shrugged between giggles as she looked over at Mike and winked. "Don't strain your eyes now," she said as she sat on the edge of the hot tub and reached behind, freeing her massive breasts. "Oh... My... God." Mike tried, quite unsuccessfully, to pry his eyes from them. The girls went into a laugh fest, and finally had to shake him back to reality.

Of course Mia would have her number saved so intimately, so disgustingly, in Knox's phone. The message contained several explicit photos, clearly meant for Knox's eyes only. Serena felt her face flush hotly as she stared at the X-rated images. They showed a nude, curvaceous feminine form from the neck down, artfully posed in a variety of provocative positions that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Serena instantly recognized those luscious curves, that flawless tanned skin, as belonging to none other than Mia Collins. Her stomach twisted with a sickening combination of anger, heartbreak, and a sense of utter debasement.

The text from his wife saying she was almost home made everything feel urgent and terrifying. “Fuck…” he breathed. “Show me.” That was all they needed. Jules stood up first. She pulled her tiny top off slowly, letting her perky tits bounce free. Her nipples were already hard. She pushed her shorts down next stepping out of them. She was completely naked now. Her pussy was shaved smooth and wet. Mia did the same. She took off her top and shorts, standing there bare beside her best friend. Her body was tight and smooth too. Both girls were breathing fast, eyes locked on Mark.

Beside her, Ada gasped sharply and Ryan whispered a horrified, “Shit.” From across the room, her eyes met Camille’s, and the corners of her eyes twitched when she saw the smile Camille was wearing. Then, Camille tilted her chin toward the stage. Against her better judgment, Mirena turned. The massive screen on the stage was bright with a photograph. Not just any photograph, but a nude image of her, displayed for everyone to see!

Knox POV Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I stood frozen on the edge of that goddamn dock. Alice was out there in the water, completely naked, moonlight sliding over her wet tits every time she moved. Her nipples hard from the cold, that little smile on her face, hair slicked back like some fucking siren trying to drag me under.

When she pulled off with a pop, a string of spit connected them. “Come closer,” Lena said softly. “You can see better from the couch.” Kira moved on unsteady legs, perching on the edge of the couch just feet away. The scent of them—musky arousal and Keith’s clean sweat—made her dizzy. Keith pulled Lena up and untied her robe, letting it fall. Lena was gorgeous naked: full breasts with dark pink nipples, soft stomach, shaved pussy already slick. She straddled Keith on the couch, facing Kira, and sank down onto him inch by inch. Both women moaned at the same time—Lena from the stretch, Kira from the sight.

The one empty at 11PM except for the distant hum of the city. Marcus pulled over in a dark spot between two trees. He opened the back door and pulled her out by the collar. Jax stayed in the truck, door cracked, phone out, recording. Emma stood there in the moonlight, completely naked except for the collar and the ring, plugs still deep inside her. Her belly hung low, tits leaking steady streams down her stomach, pussy and ass still twitching around the silicone.