Rachel Robinson Nude Novels & Stories

The clock on the wall read half past midnight. Inside the private penthouse apartment, the lights were dimmed to a soft amber glow. Rain tapped gently against the panoramic glass windows, blurring the neon sea of Capital City below into streaks of gold and electric violet. Robin was in the kitchen, dressed down for the first time all week. She wore a pair of soft gray cashmere loungewear trousers and an oversized black silk tank top that hung loosely over her slender shoulders, exposing the delicate line of her collarbone and the smooth, pale curve of her neck. Her long, dark hair was tied into an untidy bun, with loose tendrils framing her bare, makeup-free face.

Rachel chose a off-white top with black floral bottoms. Inside, she chose a white bra and matching lace panties. Her body had adapted to all their sexual activities and Rachel couldn't deny that she really enjoyed all of these activities Rachel came out after getting dressed and put on her flat shoes. Her hair is ponytailed up like a small bun that looks untidy. Rapheal really did not choose the wrong wife, He was fascinated by the beauty of Rachel. Rapheal smiled to himself as he saw his wife enter the bedroom.

Nathan had only ever been rattled by two women in his life. One. Anna. Two. Rachel. He had found her Rachel’s actions quite entertaining. He always loved a good challenge. He looked at his hard pulsating arousal. Fuck! He wrapped his hand around him and began to stroke himself. He thought about his cock buried in her clit. He stroke harder. He thought about his hand wrapped round her neck. He thought about blindfolding her. No. Not blindfolds. He wanted her to see him. He increased his pace and finally released after a while. He had been taken quite a number of cold showers lately, he definitely needed one now. Rachel could not still believe she did that. She was so ready to beg, she had wan

Other than that, she is pretty good at hiding anything else. I have to be careful around her, or I don’t know if I’m able to control myself. I mean, just a glance is enough to screw my mind. I don’t even know what would have happened if I hadn’t left the bathroom. I guess that was what Rachel had in her mind before attempting to act by throwing the only piece of clothes that was covering her nudity. I don’t want to control my feelings, but I have to if I want to give Rachel what she deserves all this time.

“And then you were swimming in your underwear. Did you even apply sunscreen?” “God, Spade. It’s not the 1950s. People swim naked. They dress in see-throughs with their nipples and asses out. And this is my body, my choice.” “Okay.” Piper raised her hands. “I think it’s my cue.” She got up and left the breakfast table. “Or you’re scared that if someone posts my naked picture online, it will reflect on your billionaire clean rep, or you being a Kross.” I sighed and shook my head. I couldn’t argue with an angry woman. Not Robyn. She was a piece of work when she was pissed.

In one video, Joel and Michael were shirtless, lounging by the window, and smiling at her. Rachel sat nearby, blushing. She bit her lip as she sketched their bodies onto a large sheet of paper. The camera didn't capture anything below the waist, but judging by her drawing, there was nothing on them. The caption read, "I've seen that perfect body one too many times that I'm starting to get bored. I'm not in a rush to finish this sketch, but they're so invested in my life, they won't even waste time on phone calls." Not long after I scrolled past that, Rachel went live. Joel was washing her underwear on the live stream while Michael massaged her lower belly.

Noir yelled. “What lie?” Christina grunted. “I’m only saying the truth.” “Lucy has been the third wheel between us for a long time.” “If you won’t believe my words then these pictures will surely help you out.” “These are not fake actually.” “Here.” She swipes through some pictures and then showed it to everyone. Robin also looked at them only to be shocked. They were naked pictures of her and him lying together quite closely in bed. His eyes were all closed. Lucy also looked at them even though she didn’t want to.

She obeyed. Rachel climbed the tub shivering slightly against the slight draft in the air. She heard Nate moving around in the room then the bathroom door opened and he walked in. Naked. Her eyes dropped to his huge cock bobbing, pointing angrily toward her. In spite of herself, she drew her bottom lip into her mouth. His body was lithe and powerful with tight rippling muscles. He was a beautiful man. Nate went about, unabashedly, turning and adjusting the water temperature then he turned to face her once he was satisfied with the temperature.

But when she moved, the blanket nearly slipped off. Panicked, she pleaded, “Can you let go of my hands? The blanket’s going to fall…” He glanced down at her chest, then released her wrists with a grin. “I’ve already seen everything. What are you shy about?” Rachel quickly wrapped the blanket tightly around herself, her face burning with humiliation and frustration. Just because he’d seen her naked once, did it mean she didn’t need clothes anymore? And earlier—she told him the blanket was slipping, but he still took a peek before letting go!

She tried to close the robe, but he didn't let her. His gaze became dark when he saw what she is wearing underneath the robe. A lacy bra which is not hide anything and a barely-there lacy thong. Her pink nipples and her pink folds are on full display. He gave a hard tug, which made the soft material give in. The robe fell on the floor in two pieces. Riley wrapped her arms around herself to hide her body from his heated gaze. She has never done this before, and she is feeling embarrassed about trying this now.