Olivia Sage Nude Novels & Stories

But Olivia had gone to bed nude, the sheet pooled at her waist, and I couldn’t help but step closer. Her bare breasts were exposed to my gaze, wobbling enticingly as she slowly shifted on her back. Her chest was pink, as were her neck and cheeks, and her hair was all around her like she’d been squirming all night. Even as I watched she licked her lips, giving a little sigh. It was obvious what kind of dream she was having, and heat rushed through me. She looked so alluring, so vulnerable, so open, and she had called for me.