Remy Richards Nude Novels & Stories

“Strip her.” Next Rico grabbed the front of her jacket and ripped it off. Then he yanked the torn scrub top the rest of the way open. Her tits bounced free again. Tank stepped up behind her and shoved her scrub pants down to her ankles. She wasn’t wearing panties anymore,Jax had taken them back at the hospital. Elena stood there naked, trying to cover herself with her hands. Rico slapped them away. “Look at these tits,” Rico said, grabbing one and squeezing hard. “Nurse got nice fat ones.”

“What are you talking about?” Damien turned the phone toward her. On the screen was her secret OnlyFans page. Not just the main one — the locked posts. The ones where she was completely naked, legs spread, fingering herself. Another picture showed her shoving a dildo deep in her pussy with the caption “wish this was your cock daddy.” Riley’s face went pale. “Delete that right now. That’s private.”

Richie stands up immediately, pulling me from the chair. He hooks his fingers into my leggings and pulls them down, kneeling in front of me. He removes my shoes then taps my leg. “Step out.” He says quietly. When I’m naked in front of him, he runs his nose along my inner thigh, purring. He stands, lifting me and wrapping my legs around him, taking me to the bed. He lays me down gently, before removing his shoes. “Do you want me to leave my clothes on, Emlyn?”

"Girl,I think you're the only one practicing celibacy. Looks like your man is cheating on you. Can't you hear the satisfaction in his voice?" " It can't be. No one else has been in here" Gabby objected. " Well it won't hurt for us to go in and see" Breath Gabby, breathe. "Let's go in" Josey pushed the door open to see a stunned Richard hurriedly shoving his phone under his pillow and trying to put his clothes back on. "Jesus! Richard put some clothes on!" Gabby yelled shielding her eyes from his naked body with her hands. "Yeah Richie get naked"

"You stay exactly where you are. I'll handle this." "Handle it how? You're NAKED holding POTS." "I'll think of something." "Think faster. He's coming." The footsteps stopped right outside the door. The door opened. Marcus walked in. Saw me immediately. Standing there. Completely naked. Behind a stack of pots. His eyes went wide. Very wide. "Oh." He turned around fast. Faced the wall. "Uncle Nero. You're. Naked." Marcus. Remi's ex. Who I was just inside of.

The duvet covering Tammie's nakedness was gone, and all he could see was her soft, pale skin. Her brows wrinkled together as she tossed from side to side, her body turning him on. Collins shook his head and covered up her body again, patiently waiting for Mike to get down here. Tammie bit her lips, sighing softly as her brows wrinkled in pain. She tightened her grip on the bedspread, trembling tremendously as her body burned up, frightening Collins to death.

[Who’s your wife? Ryan: [Alright, babe. I’ve decided to sacrifice my body in the middle of the night to quell your anger.] Freya: [???] Her heart started beating wildly. What did he mean by sacrificing his body in the middle of the night? As she was thinking about it, Ryan sent her a selfie of him standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror of his dressing room. He only had a pair of thin gray pajama pants on him, and his upper body was naked. The lights on top of him shone on his tight abs, highlighting the abdominal V lines that trailed downward and disappeared at the edge of his pajama pants. It made her imaginations run wild.

I could melt. "Close your eyes," I say. I can't remember the last time a man saw me naked. The unnamed ex, maybe? There was a one night stand, too, that ended in tears and a bottle of wine. My body is certainly not the type Richard would be used to — supermodel sleek and long, as gorgeous and toned and impossibly perfect as his own. "Go on."

I quickly whipped my head to find Richard at the entrance of the closet. My breath caught in my throat. He was naked from the waist up, covered in sweat. His chest was rising and falling as if he'd just come back from a marathon run. His body was…a work of art, almost like they were sculpted by the gods. My eyes trailed down from his perfect pecs to his washboard abs, down to the V that led down to his… “Lexi, are you listening to me?” Richard's voice sounded from a distance. “What?’ I dragged my eyes up to look at him. He was staring at me with raised brows as if he'd said something and was waiting for an answer.

Sheri's eyes were wide as the woman, Criana Rhymes, reached behind herself and pulled the zipper of her dress down, the dress then sliding down her body to nestle on the floor at her feet, leaving her naked, her full, C-cup breasts surmounted by large dark nipples, her chocolate skin almost glistening as she reached for Charles' shorts and pulled them down, his rock-hard cock standing straight out in front of him as she knelt on one knee before him.