Sage Phillips Nude Novels & Stories

He asked, but had already nodded to Mikhail take his clothes off. "You'll see, prince" He unbuttoned Philip's jeans and took them off along with his underwear and shoes, leaving them in the corner of the stall. He also took off his pants and underwear down to his ankles, sitting on the toilet. "Come here baby, sit on my lap" He said tapping his thighs. But Philip... He was mesmerized, it was his first time seeing Mikhail's cock, it was big, veiny, with pearly droplets running down the length.

He snarled, and his lips drew back. "What?" Sophie raised a brow. Greg groaned, and his mouth fell open. "Oh, there you are, Alpha. What took you so long?" "Seriously, Greg?" "Sorry." Sage sighed. Sophie was covered with butterflies, which, by the way, look like a pair of swimsuits. Her nicely covered breast and her... "Dammit." He growled. She looked like a goddess, not a predator, and she had not an ounce of hybrid in her. Sage thought how amazing she looked. The curtains of golden light added an orange glow to the morning that graced the naked woman's presence. It reminded Sage of the times he slept in a beach hut on his vacation in the Philippines, watching the ocean emerge under the go

“You saving it up for Mr Right or what?’ He had earned a tight slap on his face but she had known that she would only share her most secret , most private part of her body with the man of her dreams, Philippe. * Now, his large hands flexed as they kneaded her breast, not ungently, and she cried out, throwing her head back, passion raw and primitive, lighting up her entire self. The big man carried her to the bed, still holding her with her legs wrapped around his waist and Ria dimly told herself that Philippe was indeed very strong for she was no lightweight. Her curvy body was no feather. But when he lowered her onto the bed and followed, impatiently tearing off his shirt, she blushed at th

With long, heavy steps, she walked out through the front door and followed the path back toward the beach house. Nelly followed after her in silence. * * * “What was that all about, Phill?” Phillian inhaled deeply before raising his gaze to the top of the staircase, where his brother Aris stood. Beside Aris was his girlfriend, Nyl, the half-Brazilian model. “It was nothing,” Phillian answered dismissively, glancing briefly at Nyl, who was also watching him. “Your clothes should be dry by now, Nyl. You can start using them again.”