Robin Quivers Nude Novels & Stories

SOMETHING'S GREEN PT 3 THE GREY HOTEL AND SUITES, 10AM. "This is your suite, why exactly did you bring me here?" Robin asked with her hands crossed below her bosom which brought Andrew's eye to her ample chest. Seeing the lustful look in his eyes as his eyes came down to her breasts, Robin asked, "Why are you looking at me that way?"

"You're a demon... you're not human..." Robin stood tall in the center of the grand foyer. Her breathing was completely steady. Her pulse had not even quickened. She casually raised her hands, smoothing down the leather lapels of her motorcycle jacket with effortless elegance. She turned and walked toward the exit. Luke lay groaning directly across the threshold, his arm outstretched, crying like a beaten dog. Robin didn't hesitate. She lifted her combat boot and stepped cleanly over his bruised back, not even sparing him a single downward glance.

Robin exhaled sharp, gripped my shoulders. "Christopher," he said, voice rough, low. "Tell me what you want," I said against his skin. "I want you to stop teasing me," he said. "Not yet," I said. He cursed under his breath. I took my time against that wall, found every spot that made him lose it, Robin wasn't quiet and I didn't want him to be, every sound pulled me further from control. When his hands opened my shirt, pushed it off, palms flat on my bare chest, I felt desperate for the first time in years.

None of what he was talking about interested me, so I opted to only answer his few questions regarding my work, which was the only part I felt comfortable with. 'Am I crazy for thinking he looks so hot chopping onions? Sher, let's just get this straight. I am untypically insane tonight. Because excuse me, who gets hot over seeing a man with a knife, shirtless and chopping onions? I think my fur is sticking to me,' Robyn rambled. She never rambles. At least, not until she's nervous, or at the brink of another one of her sexual tensions. And I'm going to bet everything I have that this was the latter. But she wasn't kidding about him looking hot.

The nurse came in around this time, checking to see if she was dilated. “Almost there,” the nurse said, flashing us a smile. “About fucking time,” Robin hissed. “Any longer and I’ll turn everyone here into a fucking toad.” I blinked slowly. “Robin, I would advise against that. Toads can’t deliver babies. Turn them into toads after.” “That’s a good point. I’ll turn them into toads afterwards.” The nurse smiled nervously, slowly walking out the door. I looked at Robin, the two of us sharing a laugh. Even with all the pain running through her body, she was still able to burst out laughing.

“Not right away... but yeah. She left the next morning.” Quaro leaned back with a smirk, clearly enjoying himself. “Well, that narrows it down to two possibilities. One: she didn’t enjoy the sex. Two: she wasn’t into you at all. Oh wait,” he added with a fake gasp, “plot twist: those are basically the same thing.” Then he grinned, all teeth. He shot him a glare that said shut the hell up. But of course, Quaro just grinned wider and stood up. “Stop sulking. She left after a good night, which means one thing: she wasn’t into you. Move on. There are plenty of fish in the sea.”

He glanced at the green robed man and said icily, "To whom do I owe the pleasure?" Though the quasi-royal celestial posed a formidable presence, Severin felt no overwhelming fear. Armed with countless abilities at his disposal, he believed he could hold his own against even a quasi-royal celestial, but then again, it might be too presumptuous to think that he could fend off the intimidation with a mere sentence. When Robyn observed Severin dispelling his power, he relinquished his disdainful demeanor but continued to speak rudely, "I am Robyn, and I am here to claim the treasure!"

Stepping out of the bathroom was Robin as he made his way to his wardrobe He had a towel on which cover his lower abdomen but left his bare chest open and he was a hot piece of cake. He had a broad, wide, and muscular chest with that six-pack that any woman would kill to touch. He brought out his nightwear and placed it in the bead then he made his war to his draw to get his notebook. Every night, he wrote things in that book, things that only he had the right to read and see.

It's very painful and painful but little by little I seem to like it too. Ara and Robin are currently side by side and hugging each other in bed. While they were both naked and only the blanket was covering them both. "Can I ask a question?" the girl said to him. "Hmm." He just answered and looked into her eyes. "What do you think of me? I mean, what do you like about me?" Robin thought for a moment and looked at him again. "Because you are kind. You have the ability to change someone's behavior." He replied.

I quickly slouched my chair into the side bushes so I would not be noticed. Rob came closer to him using his fingers to draw imaginary lines on his chest, he held out his chin so that their eyes would be inter connected. “You know I want your hard dick inside of me now, banging the shit out of me but if it is not possible, I would accept a good blow job that would sate my mind.” Rob teased him in a seductive voice and slid his hands beneath his shirt, probably continuing to play with his nipples. He pulled the shirt off and it fell to one side.