Nora Rivers Nude Novels & Stories

One more step, and I would have fallen. I swallowed hard and looked down. The ground dropped away just a few feet in front of me, falling down into a steep ravine. Far below, I could see the glint of water winding through the rocks. And there, on a narrow ledge about ten feet down from where I stood, was Nora. She was pressed flat against the rock face, her small hands clinging to a crack in the stone. Her face was pale and streaked with tears, and her whole body was trembling.

Vivienne Cabot was extraordinary in a polished, finished way, and standing next to Dominic she looked like the correct answer to a question about what his life was supposed to contain. Nora looked at the photographs longer than was useful. Then she closed the browser entirely, put on her running shoes, and went out into the October dark. Three miles. The playlist she used when she needed to outrun a thought heavy beat, no lyrics she could follow, the sonic equivalent of a white noise machine. She came back sweating and steadier and she showered and ate and sat on her fire escape with a blanket and called her mother. "How's work?" her mother asked.

It made her clit throb. She stood up and walked closer to the window, phone still in hand. He did the same. From this distance, she could make out more details: strong jaw, dark stubble, intense eyes that didn’t waver. He looked about 35, maybe. Fit in a natural way, like someone who stayed active but didn’t live at the gym. Okay, she texted before she could overthink it. But we stay on our sides. Agreed. Nora set her phone on the windowsill. She hesitated, then slowly peeled her sweater up and over her head. Her full breasts spilled free, heavy and soft, nipples tight from the cool air and anticipation. She cupped them lightly, thumbs brushing over the peaks, and watched him.

Adam's gaze raked over her unabashedly, his cock twitching in his pants as she swam laps, her breasts bouncing with each stroke, water droplets tracing rivulets down her toned thighs. He shifted in his seat, palming his growing erection discreetly, imagining those wet curves pressed against him. Nova played for what felt like hours, floating on her back, her bikini top slipping slightly to reveal the undersides of her tits or kicking her legs to create waves that made her ass cheeks jiggle enticingly. When she finally climbed out, water streamed from her body, soaking the deck as she shivered in the breeze. Her skin glistened, nipples poking prominently through the damp fabric and Adam's mou

He told himself he was just curious. The door to the women’s locker room was slightly ajar. He pushed it open. Raven stood under the shower spray, completely naked. Water cascaded over her toned body, tracing every line of muscle and curve. Her breasts were full and heavy, nipples dark and tight from the cool water. Tattoos snaked across her ribs and down her strong thighs. She had a fresh split lip and a bruise forming on her cheekbone, but she looked more alive than any woman Lucas had ever seen.

Nora said, pulling her bra off. “Yeah one fine mess.” Joel muttered as he tested the water. “Can you even stand in the shower or should I turn this into a bath?” Joel said, looking about the bathroom for something. “I can stand.” Nora said, rolling her eyes. She stood and started undoing her parents. She left like she was on a ship at sea. Everything was so unstable. She smirked at her thought. She was unstable, that was sure. She dropped her jeans and underwear to the floor, kicking them away from her as she stumbled to the shower. She yanked back the curtain and climbed in. The warm water felt good on her body, she let it hit the base of her neck hoping it would chase away her horrible hea

Mel instinctively glanced at the side of the makeshift bed to find the bowl and towel gone. “Ah. I spread it outside on the tent roof to dry,” Nora shifted from her knelt position and stood up. “We’re going out to wash by the river and I wanted to guide you along with the rest of us… would that be okay?” “Oh, ah—” Mel cleared her throat and stretched, arching her back. “Thank you.”

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

" Mae said to Chloe crossing her legs, exposing her thighs. "Uhh well what do you want to know about me?" Chloe asked, "Anything!! Just talk about you!" Nora said. Nora had been feeling eyes on her since she walked into the bar,she could still feel them feeling uncomfortable. She's been dragging her gown down a bit and shifted her hair to the back to cover her exposed skin.

As she blushed deeply his look of bafflement turned to a shy smile. "Turn around." Cora said as she stood up and started unbuttoning her shirt. She was going to regret her actions later but she wasn't going to pass up the chance to swim with Noah. Noah slowly turned and Cora admired the large tattoo that covered the entirety of his muscled back. He had stripped down to his underwear and left only his black boxer briefs in view. The boxer briefs which hugged his buttocks perfectly. Cora slowly took off her shirt and shrugged off her skirt. Her underwear was decent enough so she didn't feel too shy about showing off.