Rocky Barnes Nude Novels & Stories

The dream I craved and never expected. “Are you okay?” He murmurs against my lips, his cheek brushing over mine as he pants and drags his nose along my jawline. My body shivers involuntarily as my eyes close, relishing every second. “Yes,” I murmur. Rocky leans back on his knees, his eye drinking in every bit of my exposed body. I’m too entranced with his rippling abs to be concerned or embarrassed enough to be shy. I have seen Rocky nude. I have seen him topless on more occasions that I can count. And yes, I have always checked him out at every opportunity, but there is something different when he is on his knees looking at me the way I look at him.

My back is to his front, then he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me in tighter. “Now let’s see how quiet you can be,” Rock says, placing one hand on my right breast and the other on my private area above my jeans. Then he rubs both my nibble and my bud. “Oh, my god Rock, we can’t do this here. Anyone could walk by,” I’m telling him as my back bows, seeking more pleasure. “Your body is saying otherwise, little River.” He whispers in my ear as he is nipping at it.

She kneeled beside Rick but didn’t seem to notice she was nude. “Rick!” she yelled, but it didn’t stop Aarshon from pulling her away from the man. Nix struggled to get away from him. It was at this moment that she noticed she was nude. Nix stopped moving when she felt his body against hers. Aarshon seemed to notice that she stopped struggling, but it didn’t dawn on him that she stopped because she was nude.

As Mrs. Dent broke into a run, I followed closely, our eyes glued to the suffocated sight. The rest of my class were all sunbathing on the sandy beach, laughing and chattering as they lay buck naked! Worst of all, some of them were all naked swimming in shallow waters, their private parts showing whenever the waves undulated! Even though there was no one else other than them, Mrs. Dent dashed toward them, her eyes red under her face veil as she shrieked, "Are you all suicidal?! Put on your clothes right now!"

I fell unconscious for minutes that seemed like eternity but Asher didn't care about me, but his baby who his mistress was carrying. “Barren” The word still echoed in my mind even when I tried to shake it off, he saw me as someone who's barren, he called me a BARREN WOMAN. I had never known Asher was so desperate to get a child. We never talked about it the hard way, we were never bothered by it but I was wrong, I was only being kept in the dark.

Being mated to the alpha meant that I would never have to suffer the way I had in the past, and I could finally prove to everyone that my life had drastically changed for the better. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps snapped me out of my thoughts. Rockan emerged from the showers, shirtless, his damp hair glistening in the soft light of the room. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sight of his chiseled physique, the towel wrapped around his lower waist only serving to compliment his masculine features.

“Hands on the rock. Ass up. We’re gonna fuck you doggy style now.” Lauren placed her palms flat against the warm boulder for support, arching her back deeply and sticking her round ass out toward him. In this position, her massive breasts swung freely beneath her like heavy pendulums, hanging low and pendulous. The moment she was in place, Jake stepped behind her, gripped her hips tightly, and slammed his hard cock back into her soaked pussy with one brutal thrust. “Fuuuuck!” Lauren cried out loudly, her voice echoing sharply off the rocks and drifting toward the distant beach.

It was slightly ajar. Curiosity should’ve died right there. But no. Of course not. I had to know. I moved toward it like a sleepwalker drifting toward disaster. I reached the door and peered in, only to see everything. Ronan was naked. He was also spread out like a living sex ad. His legs were apart and his hair was damp. His muscles gleamed with sweat and his hips rolled with practiced rhythm as he drove himself into… A nurse? Blonde. Curvy. Her scrub top was still on—barely buttoned—but her lower half was completely bare. She rode him like she was possessed. No hesitation, no holding back.

He pushed off his wet trunks, and now naked, he propped himself up on his bed with his laptop. The image came up just in time to show Brenda slip out of her bikini on the far side of her bed, facing Bryce's camera. His dick began to quickly expand as he took in the beauty of those gorgeous tits and the little landing-strip muff of pubic hair that adorned her pronounced pussy-mound.

My mouth goes dry as I stare at him, probably open-mouthed. Bhyron is naked — not completely naked as a pair of tiny briefs cover his bulging manhood — but his entire chest is bare and gleaming and those long, strong legs are a clear indication that he never misses leg day at the gym. He turns around, giving me a clear view of his rock hard abs and thick, erect cock. A demure, well trained lady would lower her eyes out of respect, but I think we’ve long settled that there’s nothing demure or well trained about me.