Sam Russo Nudes Novels & Stories

El Russo regarded her with a scowl on his face, and walked into the bathroom. After taking a shower, He walked out bare bodied, clad in nothing else but pajamas trousers. Irina trembled as he pulled back the sheets. Her night gown was very transparent, and she had nothing underneath it. The side lamp made it very visible for El Russo to see the nakedness of her breasts through the thin material. Immediately, he threw the covers back at her and climbed onto his side of the bed. To make the space between them more palpable, he put pillows between himself and her, and went straight to sleep.

His eyes were pointed in the direction of the room. On the other hand, Rudra looked between the closed door and his super tensed-looking boss face. His expression copied his boss's expressions and he marched to another sitting area where he found her fast asleep. For a moment he found himself getting lost in admiration. The way the baby hair on her forehead lazily lay he felt the urge to run his finger over them, to move them away to get a better view of her full forehead. ' You better get a grip on your lust Rudra! She's a walking danger! ' Rudra mentally cursed himself when his eyes finally moved away from her face but stopped on her visible cleavage. He found his eyes getting wide and his

She rebutted, "I was just looking at how small it is!" "Is that so? So you're here to measure it personally?" he questioned, bending forward a little while staring at her from above. "Big! My ... foot! I just slipped by accident!" Rosie’s face was becoming more and more flushed. She somehow began to feel a little guilty. Rosie had never once seen the sexy naked body of a male throughout the 28 years of her life and hence, she did not know how… hold on a second! That's a lie! As a doctor, which body had she not seen??

" I froze on spot, how did he find out about her? ~~~~~ Unknown POV The neon lights flashed through the dim room, music blaring like crazy. I was met with the scent of cigarettes and alcohol as I walked in and a satisfied smile settled on my lips as I set my eyes on half naked bodies dancing crazily to the booming music. How could Russo fix the meeting in a place like this? "Hey, Daddy. Wanna ride my ass tonight?" One of the sluts grabbed my tie, whispering in my ear. I grabbed her wrist before she could crawl her hand in my pants.

kind of way. “She saw Rosa on my lap” “Rosa? Oh the one with big nipples?” He asked and I nodded. It was a common joke between us. The first time Rosa sent her nude pictures, I showed my brother. She captioned the picture with “ don't you want to suck on this big nipples?” “How's that even possible, didn't you say you didn't like her?” He queried, still devouring the pasta on his plate. “I don't, but she's one crazy bitch. She came at me, wearing a thong under her long coat, within the school premises! I'm all for fun but that was really crazy. But that's not even the issue, Anyways she walked in in us and got angry”

He love the feeling of her in his arms. He pulled back, breaking off the kiss after a while to catch his breathe but that little time he used in undressing the lady in his arms completely. Lest she comes back to her senses and pushed him away. After some seconds Iris stood before the Russian Mafia Boss naked. He stop to stare at her body before Letting out a low sigh. The beautiful lady whom he had tried all days and months to get. Iris is aware that he must have seen many girls,many nudes. Hell he is the Russian Mafia Boss.

My hand trembled as I pushed the door open, and the sight that met me sent a wave of heat flooding through my body. Mr. Rossi sat behind his desk, a mountain of mahogany almost as much authority as he dis. His usual crisp suit was loosened, his tie pulled loose and hanging like a forgotten promise. The top two buttons of his white shirt were undone, revealing a glimpse of tanned skin, his nice tattoos and the crisp lines of his collarbone. The sleeves were rolled up, leaving his forearms exposed, strong and tanned, the veins pulsing beneath the inked skin. He looked tired, the lines around his eyes deepened, the stubble shadowing his jaw. Yet, somehow, the exhaustion only intensified his app

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—”

Rula didn't need to ask who was crouching before her after the man revealed his long fingernails and distinctive wolf eyes. Rula smiled faintly. "You want to kill me?" Russel held Rula's body. Even though Rula rebelled, her strength wasn't strong enough to fight Russel. In the end, Rula was wasting her energy. "Get off me!" Russel brought Rula's naked body to an old bed and tied the girl's body to a prone position. Damn, Rula was already unable to cover her nakedness. Russel was free to look at Rula's naked body as much as he wanted.

Every eye went to his signet ring on my finger. “Smile,” he murmured against my ear. “Let them think you’re happy to be mine.” “I’m not.” “Lie better.” Russo found us by the ice sculpture. He was fifty, silver, and smiling like he hadn’t had his son killed last week. “Alessandro,” he said, kissing both cheeks. “You came. And you brought…” His eyes dropped to me. “Forgive me, I don’t think we’ve met.” “Isabella Rossi,” I said before Alessandro could. No fear. No apologies.