Olivia Rodriguez Nude Novels & Stories

Olivia opened her eyes by a quarter and then hurriedly closed them back. The sun's rays were getting into her eyes. “Oh God,” she moaned as she tried to move but a hand was holding her waist. Her eyes hurriedly flew open. She slowly looked at her body. A male hand was curled around her waist and the most unbelievable thing was that she was naked under the sheets. “What…the…fuck,” she muttered blinking. Olivia tilted her head while trying to remember what had happened last night.

Again, there is a bit slit in the front to show off my belly. After several more poses, Olivia’s face gets serious. “Let me show you something from my last baby,” she says, flipping through a small screen in her hand. She holds up a photo of herself, totally naked. Her mate is behind her, holding his hands over her nipples, her leg is propped on a stool so you just barely see a peek between her thighs. They’re staring down at each other, in such an intimate and deeply personal way. My belly flutters thinking about Rowan looking at me like that. All day today, even with tons of other females around, he looked at me like I was the only one in the room.

The headlines alone were enough to spark curiosity. Was Olivia really juggling more than just Brandon and the other Harper brothers? When people clicked in, the revelations were jaw-dropping. Each post featured intimate photos and videos of Olivia with various men. While their faces were blurred, their body types, clothing styles, and haircuts made it clear these weren’t the same guy. The videos painted an even wilder picture of just how bold Olivia had been. In one, she was seen performing a striptease, ending up in nothing but a bikini.

She moved closer and did a strip tease. Then taking off the robe, with a big reveal move rolling her head. I wanted to touch her beautiful body. Her tits were full and bouncy. I groaned. Bending over the chair, she moved her waist; I could not believe what I saw. Olivia was a pro. She got on her knees and crawled to me in the sexiest way ever. I wanted to reach to touch her, but I controlled myself. She crawled to me and stood. Resting a knee on my lap, She touched my chest, twisting her waist effortlessly. I was sweating by then. I wanted to feel her body.

Olivia was captivated by the texture of her skin. The two women held eye contact for several moments. Olivia felt as if she were searching for something in her companion's face as Roberta's lips red and full parted in a soft smile. Her arms were outstretched as Olivia came over to get on top of her. And then Olivia was maneuvering the older woman into position so that her own knees could rest between hers. She ran her hands down the full length of the nude flawless body to touch the dark private part with her fingers to part the soft wet folds, parting the flower of her womanhood as it were. Roberta was slippery and soft for her entry.

Her hand slides down his back, cupping his firm backside. Collin's electric gaze and pale, smooth skin against her deep, creamy mahogany brown skin came together like a magnetic force. The two were as breathtaking in the nude as they were beautiful together. Olivia closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his flesh melding with his, making them one. A soft sigh, then a satisfied smile, escaped their lips as the rush of heat swept from their bodies, and the flames grew larger and larger.

I might as well try and stop my heart from beating on its own. Olivia Radcliffe is a total sex pot. Eighteen years old, she should be modeling in Europe or lounging in the sun in a mansion in Los Angeles. Her I*******m account is private, which I’m sure is a result of her bAnatoliging to one of the richest families in America, but if it wasn’t, she’d have tens of millions of followers.

She felt Stark naked under those dark eyes. She couldn't give him the satisfaction of believing she was afraid of him. Furthermore, she smiled cutely, accentuating the faint dimples spotted on her cheeks. Olivia was eighteen, yet her good looks and figure could put her fellow girls into shame. Hair wavy and brown, eyes large and white like that of a puppy, porcelain skin smooth as jade, busty and tiny waist swaying down to a curvy and plump hips. All these were followed with smooth long legs.

She almost puked all over his white robe. “Strip. Now.” Olive shut her eyes and placed her index finger into her palm. Pressing on a scale and letting her desire flow through it. The suit backtracked from her skin robotically until it was just a fold of hard fabric on her palm. She stood before him bare. In all her beautiful, goddess-like glory.

Olivia found herself moving back slowly on her backside half in fright and half in expectation. Titan whipped out a rope and for a minute she thought he was going to whip her with it. That he was one of those crazies she had heard about who involved torture with sex and had to beat a woman before they could become hard. Instead, he used the rope to chain her hands to his bedpost. "What the hell…" Olivia started to say. "If you speak one more time…" He let the threat hang in the air. He ripped off his clothes and Olivia's clothes, tossing them in a heap on the floor. Olivia stared at his naked body and had to admit he was a beautiful work of nature. Every angle of him was strong and hard. As