Noelle Parker Nude Novels & Stories

She gestured one of the guys to turn up the heat in the water while we got dressed. She went with a gold sequence two piece. Her boobs were huge. The damn top barely covered half her breasts. Her bikini was beautiful. I could tell she had just gotten a brazilian wax done. The back revealed her ass with only a tiny string covering in between her cheeks. If I was a guy, I'd so tap that ass, seriously. She giggled realizing I was staring at her ass making me blush. "Why Noelle? If I knew better, I'd say you were staring at my ass! You like what you see?" She wiggled her ass in front of me making me laugh.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

Instantly, Jonathan pulled out his card to pay. Before I could explain to the salesperson, my gaze caught on the strand of prayer beads around his wrist. Just yesterday, when Chloe announced her return to the public eye, one of the photos in her post had prominently featured those same beads. At a glance, they seemed out of place among the other glamorous shots—but someone online recognized them as exclusive items from the historic retreat he'd closed for her. Soon, the story of the place's six-month closure and the identity of the bracelet's owner was everywhere. Paparazzi had captured footage of Chloe and him leaving the grounds. Even without showing Jonathan's face, the custom-tailored su

"What? I thought you said they weren’t happening?" "I did!" Noelle threw up her hands in mock surrender. "I'd totally given up on playing Cupid, but then Mr. Parker started grilling me about Teresa out of nowhere today. When I mentioned she was seeing someone, his face darkened. You should've seen him—he looked like he was ready to fight!” "Is that so?" Charles was not really surprised. However, Noelle was buzzing with excitement, and he was not about to rain on her parade. "So, what's the truth? Does your friend really have a new guy?"

He starts nice and easy but adds more speed, prompting me to fuck him faster. Dear Lord. I will be ruined for other cocks. Noah Parker is a sex god. I fuck him, meet his thrusts until I'm lightheaded. It doesn't take long until we are both breathless, and I can't help myself from playing with Noah's nipples. They are hard and beautiful, perfectly placed on his round, juicy pecs. The man's pecs are seriously more immense than my breasts. I love it. My thumbs circle around his nipples until I decide to throw caution to the wind and bend my back.

What the hell was this? Huge, high-res images bloomed open across his screen. Noah. Shirtless. His damp skin practically glistening, framed in moody shadows against a steam-filled locker room. A weight bench. A gym floor. A towel slung too low across his hips. And the goddamn sock? Not on his feet. Of course not. One image had it tucked into the waistband of Noah’s boxers like some kind of playful accessory. Another had the thing dangling from Noah’s teeth as he winked straight into the lens.

The mixture clung to my skin and made my nose wrinkle. My skin was still hot from the endless laps, water dripping down my back and chest as I stood at my locker with a towel wrapped low around my waist. The rough fabric clung to my damp hips, threatening to slip at any second. “Yo, Will!” Noah came striding up completely naked, dick swinging freely without a single fuck given, grinning like the idiot he was. Droplets of water rolled down his abs as he stopped right in front of me, way too close for comfort.