Santana Garrett Nude Novels & Stories

“I require $100,000 in cash. Consider it… a f*e for my silence.” Carter’s eyes narrowed, disbelief and anger flaring. “You’re out of your mind if you think I’ll pay you a cent.” Loretta’s smile widened as she pulled out her phone, tapping the screen before holding it up for him to see. Images filled the display—compromising photos of her naked, with Carter’s hands seemingly caressing her body. “Recognize these?” she asked, tilting her head mockingly. His stomach churned, the implications hitting him hard. “How did you…?”

Arianna said with a smile. "Hi. What's up with the commotion? Gavin asked. "It's nothing. Let's get going" "Like this? Wear some clothes. You're practically naked" "Yes. Just a minute please" Arianna left to change into her clothes. Brittany followed her. Nora went online and was shocked to see leaked pictures of Arianna's butt. She couldn't believe her eyes. She quickly called Gavin's attention and showed him the pictures. Gavin was shocked and tried figuring out how the pictures were taken. He became worried about Arianna. Arianna and Brittany joined them.

ELARA. I drop my shirt on the floor and reach for my jeans. "Slower," Dante says. "I need to see how you move." I work the button open slowly, slide the zipper down, push the denim over my hips. His eyes track every movement like he's cataloging it for later reference. When I step out of the jeans I'm standing in his studio in just my bra and underwear. "Everything," he says. I unhook my bra and let it fall. My underwear follows. Now I'm completely naked under the spotlight and he's looking at me the way other people look at religious art.

It was cracked open just enough. Just enough to see Garrett, naked and gleaming with sweat, buried between a woman's thighs. Someone Adrienne didn't recognize—dark hair, pale skin, crying out like she was being worshipped. "Gods, you feel incredible," Garrett panted. The woman laughed breathlessly. "Better than your precious princess?" Everything inside Adrienne went still and cold.

'What would you like me to do? 'I want you to undress for me.' She paused for a few seconds and then reached behind herself and undid the zip on her dress, pulling it slowly over her head, sliding her arms through the sleeves and laying it over the back of a chair. She looked at me and I looked back. 'You're beautiful,' Sandra.' And she was. Long, long legs in black nylon stockings, black satin panties and garter belt around her slim hips and flat, taut stomach. A matching bra above, her shoulders smooth and shapely, her arms slender and long, her face in shadow and her red-brown hair, lit by the sunset, falling in a cascade over her shoulders like some painting by Titian.

"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.

I took one more and turned to go back to my room but I stopped dead in my way. My breath hitched when I saw Satan standing at the door only in his sweatpants staring at me. His toned body was getting highlighted in dim lights showing his abs and broad shoulders. I gulped when I saw his hard gaze was fixed on my hand which was holding chocolate and had stopped near my mouth. I was standing there like a statue. It is not the first time I have seen him shirtless. Then why the hell is it affecting me? His eyes lingered on my face and then they moved to my legs. Making unwanted sensations pass to my spine. Why the hell did I wear silk shorts today? I cursed mentally. We both were standing in our

Garrett said, “I have the rest of the week off because of dad, but I can also do most of my work from home as well, so neither of us will be alone for too long.” “That is a thing now?” Sara asked. “I think there is strength in numbers, don't you?” Garrett asked, and she nodded. “That’s cute.” Sara looked to where he was looking and saw the outfit that was there on display. She shook her head and started to walk past it. It was for someone who was at least a foot taller than her and someone who didn’t have as many curves. She was looking for a few tops that would be so tight on her, and he was chuckling the entire time. “I have never been clothes shopping with a woman before, so please excuse

I knocked again and put my ear against the wood. Soft rustling. Footsteps. The door swung open. Santino stood there. He was tall, his hair was messy, and he was very handsome. He wore only sweatpants. The band sat low, showing the clear lines of his stomach. His hair was messy, like he had just pushed his hand through it. His eyes were sleepy and warm. My breath caught in my throat. He looked me up and down. Once. Then again. A third time, very slowly. This man is a pervert, I thought.

"Serena, Garrett was up so late taking care of me. Can't you show a little understanding?" Before, the AI locked in "Graceful Devotion" mode would have quietly withdrawn. But now—[Obedience 0%] plus [Sarcastic Mode 100%]—"I" was operating at full combat power. "I" looked Vivian up and down. Then laughed. "Vivian, isn't that the shirt Garrett wore to the pig farm inspection last month? He got a bit of manure on it. I washed it three times and still couldn't get the smell out. Looks like it fits you perfectly, though. Really matches the vibe."