Nicky Stott Novels & Stories

They deserve to be in hell. “I need to go to comfort room”, I informed them. “ Can I come, babe” Nica suggested to me but even if I'm not dizzy, I knew she can't base on how she looks? She can't even stand up straight. “No, you can't go with her. You can't even walk properly, Nics”, Stewart protested to her. “What the hell, Mr. Stewart! I can walk properly, just watch me.” She said in a drink tone. I doubt what she says. She tried standing again, but failed miserably. If he didn't hold her waist, she might face the floor.

The only person that was left was… “Sup bitches!” All heads turned to the door. Even I was dumbfounded. Nicky was standing there. She was in a short, black leather dress with fishnet leggings. She had redone her hair and the purple highlights looked even brighter. She had a black choker on with spikes and a matching spiked bracelet. Her eye shadow was heavy and very smoky, with a hint of purple in it. She looked so punk and cool. I guess this was Nicky when she wasn’t cooped up with office attire.

, he asks scratching his neck awkwardly to which I smile and nod my head. “of course”, Jackson mumble irritated as he press his lips together making me roll my eyes. Nick is a tall Australian guy with brown hair and eyes, it would be unfair if I tell he isn’t hot, he is but not as much as Ivan. In fact after seeing Ivan no one matches his looks. He is a sexy Greek god I won’t get tired watching him and his eyes oh my god! “say cheese”, nick coos bringing his phone out for a selfie. I smile blush on cheeks not so clear in the camera.

Nicki asked as she wore her pink and hairy headset on her neck. She was dressed in her usual baggy trousers and big jacket, but this time the baggy pants and the jacket were pink and hairy as her headset. The jacket has a rabbit ears on the cap, while the crop top she wore inside was also pink but not hairy, to go with pink Snickers. Finally silver was out,she was wearing a crop top with a white mini skirt and a high boot, and she packed her hair with a white ponytail. " Do you really wanna sleep in the dressing room?" Nicki asked and silver chuckled

I know Nicky—she loves to drink. "So, have you met your new client yet?" I asked casually. "Yeah, and in fairness to him, he's one good-looking guy, and one hell of a body." I was surprised, because it’s rare for Nicky to compliment a guy. This could only mean that the new billionaire client she’s handling is really attractive. "So, what’s his name?" "Tennison. Slater Tennison," she replied. I tried to recall if I had ever heard his name before, but nothing came to mind—not even from the news.

I stared blankly at the closed door, still finding the act ridiculous. I knocked gently on the door and waited for Nikky to open up. After a short moment of waiting, she opened it narrowly and stood there. From her feet up to her head, my eyes ran through… Nikky wore a red crop top singlet with thin straps and red shorts that looked like they came in a set with the singlet. Her feet were covered with white socks, and it was very obvious that she wasn't wearing anything underneath the top. My eyes caught her nipples, sticking their heads out. Nikky had round firm and full breasts. My eyes drifted back up. I opened my mouth to speak, but her voice rose above mine.

our teacher, Nicholas said that and I turned to the woman he was talking about. She was beautiful, beyond beautiful.. she was wearing black shorts and a sports bra. Her hair was in a bun but still fucken long coz she was white... her face...her boobs... her ass.... her... God. What the hell was wrong with me..? I shook my head and whispered to myself, "concentrate Precious.." Nadia laughed next to me, "I know right.. God!! Mr Nicholas is hot..." No.. not him... I mentally said. "Okay guys.. let's show our guest what we did yesterday.. Precious.. I need you in the front row..." Nicholas said pulling me away from my thoughts..

I looked up and saw Sir Nicholas standing in front of me. It took me a while to respond. Why am I only realizing now that Sir Nicholas has a different kind of charisma? Even though he was dressed simply, he still stood out. He was wearing a white tee with pants. He also had shades on, which suited him perfectly. He looked like a model towering over me. If I didn’t stand up soon, my neck would start to hurt because he was so tall. He must be around six feet, while I’m only 5’3". I tried to hide my nervousness. I took a deep breath before speaking.

three guys came out behind the curtains, twirling her around, staring at her in fascination. "How I wish I had these assets," a ginger-headed guy said in a high-pitched voice while she mentally cringed. He wore a black baggy knicker, a white polo that hugged his fitted abs, and black sneakers. "Oh! Nicky, look at those boobs,'' she felt self-conscious, kicked in and brought her hands to cover her already-covered chest only to be swatted by a blond-haired guy. He wore a blue short sleeves shirt with a neck collar flared up. He wore yellow baggy shorts, which Versace had printed on them while putting on Oscars.

Well, Nicky was wearing a bloody red two-piece swimsuit, and Adrianne had to admit that Nicky was goddamn gorgeous. She looked away as a sudden wave of heat stirred in her lower abdomen while watching them. People like them were busy with their own affairs. Some were drinking, some were kissing, and some were busy having a quickie under the pool. She remained seated, watching everyone, until she felt someone sit beside her. She turned around and saw Justin taking a seat on the stool next to her. "Hey," he greeted her, bringing his face close to her ear and gently biting her earlobe.