Novel & Cerita Rachel Zane Nudes

Zane stepped out with a petite figure beside him, and I immediately recognized her as the woman from the photos—Cassie. She intimately clung to his arm, practically hanging off him. Then, she tiptoed and kissed his cheek. As for Zane, he looked down at her and smiled dotingly, just like how he had smiled at me for the past 15 years. My hands and feet went ice-cold, but I instinctively raised my phone and aimed the camera at them.

Maybe fate allowed me to hear Moira's thoughts because I seemed to hear her inner voice say, "It's fine. I already had Mrs. Charleston take care of the body in the wine cellar. Zane won't find anything. He definitely won't…" However, Moira was wrong. The moment I drifted over to Zane's side, he was already standing in front of the cellar door. The door was open. He stood at the threshold, frozen and silent. Cold air poured out from within. The entire room was blanketed in white frost. Inside the golden cage, which had been turned into a chamber of ice, lay a life-like sculpture of a woman. It was my body. Zane broke down completely once he processed what he saw.

She grabbed the edge of the light shirt she was wearing and pulled it over her head. The bra went next as Zane stayed quiet, but she could see his eyes moving over her. She took off her jeans and panties, not the least bit shy as she stood before him completely nude. She'd lost her shyness with him weeks ago. He knew exactly what her body looked like. Every scar. Every flaw. And he appeared to love it exactly the way it was.

Rachels POV I stood there naked. But I was not afraid. In fact, I was something else. I was wildly horny. Even though I was still a virgin, I had masterbated a handful of times. I could feel my nipples become perky and hard as I watched his dark brown eyes scan over my body. The room was not cold in the slightest. It was early August and still perfect weather for swimming. The temperature right now couldn't have been lower than 80 degrees, but if one was to look at the full mounds on my chest- perked and tight, you would have thought I was chilly.

Zane said, stepping further into the room. “Okay,” I murmured, immediately looking away as he reached down and pulled his soaked shirt over his head. I stared intently at the wallpaper while the sound of rustling fabric filled the small space. He stripped out of his drenched clothes until he was down to just his boxers. When he turned back toward the room, my eyes accidentally darted over his bare skin—the rain dripping down his muscular chest, the dark ink sprawling across his ribs, the sheer power of his body.

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

Our previous conversation was from him pestering me about what surprise I’ve got for him. I noticed he had already seen the pictures, I beamed eagerly waiting for his response which took a little longer. “Zane?” I had to text him again. “Rita, are you comfortable sharing me your nudes?” Zane asked instead. “Of course. Are you uncomfortable seeing it? You do not like it?” My beaming smiling happy face changed to a sad one. “You do not feel uncomfortable at all or at least shy?” He asked again.

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.

he cried with such gratitude, Sally couldn't help but smile. "Please, please would you take your clothes off?" he asked. Rachel looked up at Sally who took a breath before kicking off her sandals and unbuttoning her dress. She let it slide to the floor to reveal simple black underwear which nevertheless showed off her curves deliciously. "Here take over," Rachel said. Sally sat down and took hold of his erection and continued to toss it slowly. She guessed that because he'd already come he might have more stamina this time. Rachel stood up and, with a big smile, pulled off her top to reveal a racy royal blue bra, her nipples clearly visible through it. She discarded her shoes before peeling

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.