Robin Quivers Nude Novels & Stories

I heard Ambrose’s voice and a sudden rush of relief had taken over me. Ambrose turned the lights on and I immediately saw this guy wearing Robin’s costume in a very sensual way. He looked ripped as the latex fabric just traced all of this muscles and abs. And I might have to say I was turned on by him. “Jesus, Ambrose. You don’t have to scare me like that.” I breathed out. “I’m so sorry. I don’t want anyone else to see you.” Ambrose muttered and inched his way towards me. “Have you already seen the video?” He asked which got me curious.

"Ar—" "Robin, please do me a favor. Please also consider my feelings. I feel uncomfortable with this setup. We were hiding like we did something illegal. Is being your mate illegal?" I said in an aggrieved tone. I feel... wronged, and it's like a bitter pill to swallow. Robin stared at me in silence. His jaw clenched as if he was having inner turmoil. His expression slightly changed, but he quickly masked it with iciness. This is the Robin I knew from the rumors... a cold-blooded person.

Robyn looks at me, with several emotions clouding her pupils. I smile. “Lay back on the bed. Today’s about you.” Robyn obeys, shifting backward as she finally lies down. I climb onto the bed and situate myself in between her legs. She squirms, her hand coming up to trace the outline of my torso through my shirt. “You don’t get to touch,” I tell her, grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head. A whimper escapes her lips as she squirms beneath me. “Do you want my face buried in between your legs?”

"I need to wash the thought of that girl out of my head." The door opened again, and Robin walked in. He was a presence that demanded silence. Tall, dark, and broad-shouldered, he filled the space effortlessly. He wore a brown shirt that looked ready to burst against his chest. As a wolf-human hybrid, he was more formidable than most. He had a way of using his primal side that made even us stay on our toes. Robin’s dark eyes fell on the body on the floor. He didn't look angry, just inconvenienced. He looked at Rory. "You hit your limit for the month. No more casualties until the books reset next week."

Then they just stared at each other, as if their ability to converse had just disappeared. "Well." Robin cleared her throat. "I guess we should introduce ourselves. "Robin Hanna." She held out her hand across the table. She had one moment of panic, wondering if she should have told him her name. Then she gave a mental shrug. She'd just have to believe Jonas when he assured her the Russians had no idea where she was. "Trey DeMarcus." He took her hand and enveloped it in his warm one. "Nice to meet you, Robin Hanna. Is that Robin with an i or a y?"

Nearly every eye in the room was locked on her massive mammaries, ladies included. "I'm glad...uh, I'm glad there were no animals living in here," I said. "I'd hate to be fighting for space with a family of raccoons." Robin stood up and lowered her towel around her waist. "I'm glad Sheri broke the ice. It's damned hot near the fire." She then took her turn on the bottle. When she'd finished she put the bottle on the table, rather than get up. I tried not to stare too much, but how could I not at least look? Robin's tits were perfect. She was so small, the full melons on her chest seemed to defy gravity, and her pointy nipples shouted out that she was enjoying herself.

Having totally ignored him earlier when she had burst into the class all worried and fluster from being late, recognizing him now as soon as their eyes met, Lin couldn't help but greet him with an unbidden yelp of surprise. "Robb!?" the curvy brunette squeaked, trying to blink her momentary shock away as her gaze involuntarily roamed from Robb's spiky blonde hair and handsome face to travel down his toned chest and sculpted abs and lower still. Despite herself, Lin couldn't stop her eyes from staring at the obscenely massive slab of stiff dickmeat jutting from Robb's groin and throbbing powerfully mere inches from her own naked body. "I... I didn't know you were a nude model!"

"Are you okay?" asked Robin who was standing in front of her, wearing only his underwear. Nathania opened her eyes slowly, she was afraid to see something inappropriate. However, keeping their eyes closed like this would only make them feel suspicious. "Yes .... yes?" after only two seconds she opened her eyes, Nathania closed her eyes again after seeing something sticking out of Robin's underwear. "Why? you've never swam together, have you?" "I ... I haven't ..." she said with a little lie, because as long as she lived in the forbidden forest with Aiden, she always bathed in the river with Aiden and it felt very pleasant.

I was quite impressed but wondering if I could swallow it all. Once they were naked, I invited Rob to do the honors and take off my underwear for me. I stood before him as he fumbled with my bra before unsnapping it and slowly unveiling my tits. He paused long enough to softly rub my nipples and squeeze them before using his lips to cover my nipples to suck on them while feeling my ass. He then pulled my thong down my hips revealing my bald pussy. He slid them down my legs and I stepped out of them; now totally nude. Larry looked on in awe before I walked over to him to allow him his opportunity to enjoy my naked body.

A moment later, I’m entering the pub, the smell of alcohol never leaving the tip of my nose; Leandro is a tall man; it's hard not to spot him easily. “Damn, Axel, you look fresh from bed.” “I’ll take that as a compliment.” I find myself sitting down next to him as I hold onto the glass of Rum. I glance at the bar counter, and one particular member of the opposite sex almost makes my heart skip a bear. Robin is sipping on her glass of Margarita, looking like a rebel with her high-cut black boots. Her style isn't feminine at all. Why is she here? My gut feeling says it's because of me.