Sage Parker Nude Novels & Stories

His perfect torso, tattoos from the neck moving down to his arms, then his sleeve on one side. My heart started racing as I shook my head. This can’t be what I’m seeing at this time of the month. ‘He is so fine’ Sage says as I inhaled sharply, “You okay?” He asked me. “Huh?” I asked, my voice a little higher pitched than my normal voice ‘Sage!’ I growled inwardly, knowing she was fucking the man with her eyes, and shielded me. This will be the death of me. ‘Sorry. I just wanted to look at him. See, you will block me out,’ she complained.

Sage stood up last and began to undress herself before my eyes. “Clothes are uncomfortable in here,” she said as she stripped down to her black undies and black lacy bra. She looked at me with a wicked smile. “Strip until you are completely naked.” Even though my mind was screaming, my body was already doing her bidding. Fighting was pointless. I tore of my very expensive custom-made clothes until I was bare skinned.“Grab a bathrobe and cover up. I want easy access to every part of your body.” I walked to my closet and pulled it open. I pulled out a grey bathrobe and covered myself tying the knots into place.

"I guess you don't have much of a choice." "No, I don't," I said, standing up and stretching my arms over my head, once again showing off my physique. "Of course, Sarah knows this but you guys wouldn't," I continued, unbuttoning my jeans. "I don't wear underwear." I dropped my pants, kicking them off of my feet, leaving me naked. "Holy fuck," Miranda said, her eyes large as she took in the Hog. "Oh my god," Nicole squealed, hiding her eyes behind her hands before immediately peeking through her fingers.

Why was he here? Ian's dark eyes were also locked onto Sage. The snugness of her swimsuit hugged her curves and made her waist look incredibly slender. The black fabric accentuated her fair and slender limbs. Sage was like a human siren, captivating and soul-stirring. Involuntarily, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt parched. "What are you looking at?" Sage snapped, realizing that she was practically half-naked in front of Ian. She covered her chest and tried to close the door, but he beat her to it. He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

The taller one stood behind her, pressing the barrel of his gun lightly against her lower back. “Strip,” the taller one ordered. Sarah’s hands trembled as she pulled her tank top over her head, revealing her full breasts. She hesitated, then slid her sleep shorts and panties down her legs, stepping out of them. She stood completely naked , 32 years old, curvy, soft in all the right places, her nipples already hardening from fear and the cool air. Mark’s eyes were wide with horror. “Sarah… baby, you don’t have to, ”

Sarah and Rena Gasped. “Excuse me Luna but could you remove your bottoms as well. It seems It extends lower than your waist.” I took off my pants. Fully nude in front of them felt somewhat uncomfortable knowing my scars were in full view. She took a picture for me and told me that I could dress. She handed me my phone and I was shocked.

“You’re with that biker guy now.” I tilted my head. “That biker guy has a name.” “Oh, right. Ryder something.” She smirked. “I saw the photos online. The club parties, the leather, the tattoos. I mean… you? In that world?” Kira giggled beside her. “Didn’t she used to cry if someone said a bad word in class?” I laughed softly. “People change.” Madison leaned forward, fake concern dripping from her voice. “Guess the rumors were true, huh? You ran off with some outlaw after your ex dumped you?”

Cameron might be a total ass, but he was right about me being a couch potato, which was his favorite nickname for me. The panting coming from inside the room was louder than my own, which gave me pause. Was she? I pushed the door open and yelped. Parks glanced over his shoulder, his shirt off and slacks down over the smooth curve of his ass. "I am so sorry." I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of him and shut the fucking door. He had to be every woman’s wicked fantasy. His dark hair was spiked high on his head as if he was a rebel leader for a group of sex gods, his skin tan and stretched across miles of muscles.

Sage left to get Aarshon to help Nix shower. “You can try on the dress after you shower and eat,” Sage told her when she closed the bedroom door. Aarshon pulled his T-shirt off as he crossed toward her. Nix could feel her body stirring to be close to him. Nix lay on the bed nude from shifting. Aarshon stopped at the end of the bed to strip his pants off. He stood there nude, looking more and more like a Greek god. The chiseled chest went into a slim V-like waist. Muscles seemed to dance and stretch when he moved toward her.

Sage felt his eyes closing on their own but shot them open when he heard the door swing open. He had to blink twice before he recognized the person that had just come in through the door. He saw Arianna and a weak smile formed on his lips. Arianna gasped when her eyes saw the sight before her. The floor of the room was painted in blood, there was a dead naked man on the floor and Sage, Sage was on the floor and was as naked as the day he was born.