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Lyla’s voice came from behind Sarah. Nora grabbed the dress in one hand and motioned for them to get out of the closet so she could change. She slipped off her bathrobe and let it hit the floor. She was completely naked underneath, when she was with Jace there was no point in going to bed with clothes on. She pulled the dress off the hanger and stepped into it. She pulled the gown up to her chest. “Hey Sarah, can you come zip me up.” Nora called behind her.

She sucked hard, teeth scraping, tongue flicking. Nora’s head thunked against the tile. Liv switched to the other breast, gave it the same treatment, leaving both nipples swollen and dark. She kissed lower. Stomach. Hips. The crease where thigh met body. Nora’s legs were shaking. Liv looked up, water streaming down her face. “Spread your legs for me.” Nora did, one foot on the little shower bench. Liv licked one long, slow stripe from entrance to clit. Nora’s hips jerked.

His friend stripped down with a challenging stare in her direction, resulting in her turning her back, but still removing her bottoms and top, leaving her clad only in a light pink bra and white bottoms. Kendrick waded in the water before she was done, with Joel right behind him. It wasn't hard to guess the reason. Watching her splash water over her creamy body, her bra getting more and more translucent, displaying nipples, erect and evident even through the fabric, Joel wondered if anyone would notice him jerking one off. "We have a problem," Kendrick muttered, his gaze fixed on their very own water nymph. "Do we have to talk about it right now?" Joel asked, fascinated by the image of Ruth

He calmly said. Sarifa was pleased with his words, what man would see her, half naked, and wouldn’t want to have her on his bed. Slowly she turned, and dived into the river. Cornell sat beside the river, as he watched her swim. “You should join me, Iva.” She said aloud. “Enjoy, my Lady.” He replied. She smiled, and continued swimming, when she was done swimming, she gently walked out from the river, her undergarments, were soaked with water, and lapped on her body, by exposing her beautiful curves, and her nipples.

Without offering a reply, I got in, not surprised to see Nora on the couch, dressed in a braless baby pink spaghetti handle singlet, so her breast fell on it, the outline of her nipples evident. Then she just had to top it with shorts that could definitely go off as knickers. “What's all this?” I had to ask, a headache already crawling up. Why on earth was she so frustrating? “What's what?” She spoke so sweetly, one could mistake it for a psychopath rather than seductive. “Have a seat, we need to discuss some things.” Hesitantly I sat on the one opposite hers just as the same worker who'd opened the door appeared with a glass of wine.

“If she finds out, I didn’t let you in.” “She won’t,” I said sharply. The elevator ride was agonizingly slow, every second stretching into an eternity. The moment the doors opened to Gen’s loft, I stepped out and moved quietly inside, unsure of what I would find. Nora sat on a low chair near the window, a canvas propped in front of her. She wore a loose white shirt that slipped slightly off her shoulder, revealing a hint of her smooth skin. Beneath it, she had on tiny shorts that hugged her legs, one foot tucked under the other as she sat comfortably.

She could just see the tabloids: Rachel Rivers drowning in a river of red. She didn’t care. Actually, she did which was why she was trying to forget by drowning herself in the bottles of wine. Across her Nate ate slowly, chewing every bite and watching her intently. Between the glare directed at her by the same people she made enmity with on her climb to stardom and the direct look Nate was giving her, she didn’t know which she preferred. But she guessed she should be grateful that Nate’s presence with her put the enemies at bay.

*BE MY NAKED LOVE* *CHAPTER 2* Approximately one hundred and sixty three days left, Lance had raised just three thousand dollars from the coffee shop and selling some of the possessions he owned. Vanessa still hadn't made a penny to bring home. Later that night she headed up to the biggest club in the town THE NEXUS. On arriving there , she met the female lead stripper Selma who was amazed by Vanessa's physical appearance and instantly knew she would be a top watch by the men.

A soft moan slipped out before I could stop it. I bit my lip, eyes fluttering closed, chasing that edge, faster now, thighs trembling. So close. So damn close. Then I looked up. Knox was standing outside the window. Just beyond the glass, shirtless, swim trunks low on his hips, moonlight carving shadows across every ridge of muscle. Arms at his sides. Eyes locked on me. On my hand moving between my legs. On the way my chest heaved, robe gaping open, breasts spilling free.

The current even helped with the rub that I'm feeling. That made me so excited about doing me further. I couldn't suppress my imagination anymore, so I let my anxious and sinful mind play with the pictures inside my head. I imagined Nixon standing on the riverside, naked with his hugeness majestically stood there, tempting me to taste him. He slowly came closer to me wading in the river. His touch gently engulfed my chest. His hand slowly traveled down to my navel and then between my thighs.