Olivia Cabello Naked Novels & Stories

Don't work yourself to death. Liv: Says the man who once worked 36 hours straight on an acquisition. Me: Do as I say, not as I do. Liv: Terrible advice. A moment later, another text came through, this one with a photo attached. I opened it and felt my breath catch. Olivia had taken a selfie from what looked like her office. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her shirt had one extra button undone, just enough to be suggestive without being obvious. She'd angled the camera to show the curve of her neck and the hint of cleavage, her lips curved in a teasing smile that made my entire body tighten with want.

Olivia woke up to someone snuggling into her arms, her eyes settled on Caroline who was trying all her best to be quiet and she immediately jumped out of the bed when she noticed Caroline was naked, "Jesus Carol, what in the world are you doing?" Caroline placed her index finger on her lips to shush her, she picked the headphone on the bed and turned it off. Olivia stared at her, the headphone must have fallen off while she was sleeping. But no, she is not worrying about that yet, why is Caroline in her room and naked?

Bucho stepped up and we glared at each other. “Stop it. Both of you.” I tore my eyes from Bucho and looked at Olivia, dressed in one of her simple black A-line dresses. Her wet hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, but it only came down to the middle of her back now. “You cut your hair.” A blush crossed her face and I smiled involuntarily, loving the sight. She nodded and flipped it a little. “Is it okay? It was too long and getting in the way….”

Was he wrong by asking her to elope with him? As Connor was battling with his thoughts, he saw her unconsciously pull at the huge turtleneck sweater which she was wearing in the middle of summer. Olivia felt like her skin was crawling as she remembered the way that man's hands roamed, pressed, and touched her naked body all over. She felt her heart die in shame as she remembered the lewd, obscene noises that had come out of her mouth, as she enjoyed his ministrations on her body. She was sore ,and still ached all over, especially between her legs. That man had the stamina of a horse and was insatiable.

She added, and we both giggled, making the others in the room roll their eyes at us. "Ignore them," Olivia said, and I just turned my back on them. If I wasn’t suppressing my demon side, they’d be burning in hell now. But I shouldn’t let my rage take over me. These Omegas were the least of my problems. "Should we fix our hair?" I asked Olivia as I stood in front of the mirror. I gathered my hair all together and tried to raise it all up only to see the roots showing their true color - strawberry blonde hair that kept getting darker every year, that it was almost fiery red now. I only had one box of hair coloring left and I hoped whoever bought me would allow me to buy my personal stuff becau

Finally, she finished my hair again, then stepped back to admire her work. “There. Perfect. Now the outfit.” I stood and began unbuttoning my shirt. Lena immediately spun around, her back to me. “What are you doing?” “Changing?” “Not in front of me! I’m already dressed, you menace.” I laughed, low and deliberate. “You’ve seen me shirtless before.” “That’s different. I’m ovulating—you don’t want me to get naked and naughty, do you?” She made a frustrated sound. “Just change. I’ll turn around. Don’t take too long.” I froze, trying to process everything at once. Ovulating. Naked and naughty. Hell yeah....

the brunette said, stepping closer, her hand trailing down my chest. "Sasha," the blonde added, batting lashes that screamed fake. I poured myself a scotch, neat, and downed half in one swallow. The burn matched the fire in my veins. "Strip." They didn’t hesitate. Good girls. Valeria peeled off her lace slowly, teasing, hips swaying to the muffled bass from outside. Her breasts spilled free—heavy, nipples already peaked in the cool air. Sasha was quicker, efficient, kicking off her heels and shimmying out of the fishnets, revealing smooth, shaved skin that begged to be marked.

Her fingers find their way between her legs,and she begin to touch herself, picturing Jason's face as she pleasures him. Lost in her fantasy, Olivia doesn't hear the door open and doesn't notice when Jason steps into shower with her. She opens her eyes in surprise and sees Jason naked body in front of her ,his dick hard and throbbing. "Jason,what are you doing here." Olivia ask shyly,her heart racing with excitement. "I couldn't resist your moans any longer,love." Jason replied huskily,his hand caressing her cheek. Without hesitation, Olivia wrapped her hand around Jason's dick and began stroking him, just as she was imagining about it. Her lips found his,and they kissed with a fiery passion

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

Chapter Ten Olivia’s POV I stood in front of the mirror in my tiny apartment, tugging at the black dress Tara had lent me, feeling like a fraud. The fabric clung to my hips, too tight, too fancy, and I'm sure I would rip it if I breath in a wrong way. My hair was a mess, half curled, half frizzy, and my makeup was smudged because I had poked myself in the eye with the mascara wand. I looked like a cat playing dress up, and I was supposed to go to a gala with Fabian Stone, billionaire extraordinaire, my boss slash the kid I babysat.