Ross Lynch Nude Novels & Stories

The old concussion excuse. Lance steadies me on the bath tub edge as he takes his clothes off and opens the walk in shower’s glass door. His chiselled abs, tight muscular butt and manhood are completely on display to me. I start to cover myself up with my hands, very aware of my nakedness. He closes the gap between us and pulls my hands away from my breasts. “Aida, you were just naked in front of a pack full of warriors!” He reminds me.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

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.

And that headline at the top of the homepage, framed in red like a terrorist alert: “ALEXANDRE LACROIX AND DANIEL ROZOV: A LOVERS' CLASH IN FRONT OF A PRIVATE RESTAURANT” “THE PERSONAL ASSISTANT WHO SHAKES BOTH DYNASTIES” I remain frozen. The words hit me one by one. I click. The video starts. Grainy, shaky frame, but the essence is there. The heart that explodes. Daniel and Alexandre, face to face. Quick gestures, lethal looks, and she! She! She! This girl, this… this silhouette I barely recognize, but who now occupies all the screens. Lyra, as venomous as a snake.

Against his better judgment, Ryan moved closer and peered through the crack. The sight that greeted him nearly stopped his heart. Sloane stood under the spray, completely naked, her body glistening with soap. She was perfect with full, perky breasts, tiny waist, round ass, and smooth, hairless pussy. Ryan’s hand slipped into his pants, wrapping around his rapidly hardening cock as he watched her. Dirty thoughts flooded his mind: sucking on those big tits, spanking her ass, burying his thick 7-inch cock deep inside her tight little slit. He was stroking himself furiously, right on the edge, when the water suddenly shut off.

"But I will be back by noon." "You don't need to be here, sir," Buck murmured, his eyes tracking the line of Lynn's hard hips. "I can let myself in." "Great," Lynn said. The silence stretched between them, heavy and hot. Lynn was only wearing a loose tank top and thin sleeping shorts, leaving his built body fully on display. Buck swallowed hard, and Lynn watched a massive, heavy bulge form rapidly in the front of the omega's pants. It was huge. Buck turned away quickly to hide it, but Lynn had already seen the thick length straining the cloth. Lynn didn't mind the view of his tight rear again anyway.

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!"

"He’s about to find out how fast a paper trail can turn into a funeral." "Print it," Lina ordered. "Every name. Every cent. I want a mountain of evidence." "The printer's gonna melt at this rate." The progress bar on the screen froze halfway. Lina’s jaw tightened. "Noah?" "Relax. It’s just the handshake." Noah didn't look up. "Come on, you greedy bastard. Take the bait." The bar turned neon green. "Naked," Noah breathed, a jagged grin splitting his face. "Takahashi is officially naked."

"Lily, what the fuck are you doing?" Aiden growls, turns out he was the person approaching us, "Cover yourself now.” "This is a nude photoshoot, I have to be nude. Since when are you two such prudes, huh?" I ask and the attention whore side of me is loving having their eyes on me. At the same time. Once upon a time, Virgin Lily dreamt about this situation... but those dreams ended a lot more dirty than anyone could imagine, "They said I'm so perfect, I don't even need much make up."

In the next-door house, six men were panting, watching Lina strode to the camera, naked as the day she was born. “Jesus!” One of the new men that were sent over to watch her, breathed the name of god when her shaved vagina filled the screen. The damn camera was HD and they could see everything, down to its pores. “You have been watching this kind of show every day?” He asked with a lecherous grin on his face. Frio slide open the side of the van and kicked the man without a word. “Don’t come back. Run and make sure Eon won’t catch you.”