Shantel Jackson Nude Novels & Stories

And every single thought and anger vanished. Jackson stood under the open sky, shirtless, lifting wooden planks like they weighed nothing. His skin glistened with sweat, his muscles flexing with every precise movement. The tension in his back, the raw strength in his arms… God help me, he looked like some untamed s*x god, sculpted to ruin me. I couldn’t move. He was a perfect work of art. The more I stood there and watched, the more I found it hard to breathe. I was losing my breath by the second, but I still didn’t leave. I was staring shamelessly, helplessly, drinking in the sight of him like I was starving.

But before Jackson died alongside his wife, he invoked all his Magic's into the amulet to protect his children and let help come to them anytime they're in trouble then he passed away. BACK TO THE PRESENT "Whooooooile in the bathroom, Kim strip out of her clothes and turn on the shower. She then stepped inside the bathtub as the cold water hit her skin making her yelp as she shiver under the running water. She waited a bit for the water to warm up. However, the water warmed up a couple of seconds after, she relaxed her muscles and calmed her body this time she look at her scarless body that was not like that before, she wondered if Jaden would have accepted her if her body were still filled

“Delightful... “ Jackson's gaze changed to a malicious and exciting look. “I wanted something thicker... “I joked, making a pout. I loved the games we played, I loved the way it happened so spontaneously. “Show me... “Jackson appealed and I saw him lower his hand to his abdomen, reaching his groin. I smiled and lowered the straps of my nightgown, showing my breasts and he smiled mischievously, watching me. “Now the anus... “he ordered. I moved the cell phone away, giving him a better view of my entire body and positioned myself in the chair, resting my feet on the chair next to it and opened my legs, showing my anus, which was already wet.

After my discussion with Barbara and from what Jasmine overheard between her mom and Cyn, I can't help resenting all the manipulation, but as our tongues entwine and I slide the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders, my cock responds as enthusiastically as ever. "Maybe I should be glad Shelly's late." Cyn says, as I pull the front of her dress down and cradle her naked tits in my hands. "I can have you all to myself for a while." She says, as I run my thumbs over her nipples and feel them harden under my touch. I'm just about to lower my mouth to suck on one, when she steps back and lets her dress fall to the floor. She's wearing nothing under the dress and the bloods surges into my coc

Her body was now bare except for her panties, skin flushed and glowing. Jason followed suit, yanking his t-shirt over his head in one fluid motion, revealing the chiseled planes of his chest and the trail of hair leading down to his waistband. His muscles rippled under the dim light, and Lena's gaze lingered hungrily. She slid off the couch to her knees on the soft carpet, positioning herself between his spread thighs. Her hands trembled with anticipation as she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and tugged them down along with his boxers.

“You should take a bath,Shalling. You’ll likely fall asleep soon.” She agreed with a nod. I pulled my tank top over my head, letting it fall to the floor, leaving me in only a fishnet bra. It was a silent invitation. She pushed herself up from the couch with sleepy effort, her movements possessed of a tired, feline grace. She unzipped her leather mini-dress and let it slide away. Curves. My imagination had been a pale imitation. I thought I knew beauty, but I was wrong. Shalling was unique.

Shantel was wearing something extremely skimpy and revealing, sitting on what looked like a giant velvet bed. She was blowing wet kisses directly into the camera lens, her lips dark red as she smiled a cruel, familiar smile. "I miss you so much, baby," Shantel's voice whined softly from the speaker before the notification dimmed down. "I promise to make everything better the second you come back home to me." My heart literally broke into a million tiny, rough pieces right inside my chest as I stared blindly at the dark phone. The small spark of hope I had felt earlier was instantly crushed under a wave of reality.

The lower half of the gown was slightly loose to conceal her belly, and the bust and hip area had a laced edge that made the wearer look even sexier. As she waited for Jackson impatiently while counting to a hundred countless times, Jackson finally finished bathing and came out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. His body had just the right amount of muscle tone from his usual exercise routine. He was covered in vapor from having just bathed and the fragrance from the shower gel. One look was all it took for Tiffany to have a hard time keeping herself from pouncing at him like a wild animal.

Jackson “What in the hell were you thinking?” The sound of the newspaper hitting Jackson Weathers’ desk was almost as loud as Jane’s question. Jackson looked up from his work to see a very angry woman glaring at him. “Just what in the hell were you thinking?” Jane repeated, her voice low and dangerous. She motioned to the newspaper. “Do you know how hard I have been working to change your image? And then you go and pull this shit?” Jackson glanced down at the paper to see the headline: “BILLIONAIRE PUBLIC SEX SCANDAL.” He had made front page news. Again.

The entire room was dimly lit, full of the sexual vibe. There was a very large and long sofa inside the room, in front of which was a huge screen. On the screen, a porn movie was playing. Shelton was sitting on the soar, surrounded by the three women from his car. They were all almost naked, and sat around Shelton.