Shelby Leigh Nude Novels & Stories

My insides clenched involuntarily, a fresh pulse of heat flooding through me even though I had just come harder than I thought was physically possible. The shirt slid off her shoulders and pooled on the floor. She reached for the button of her pants next, sliding them down her hips and stepping out of them. Then her underwear. Gone in one smooth motion. I looked down. Between her thighs was completely bare. Smooth and glistening and beautiful. My walls clenched again. Tighter this time. Tina stood there completely naked in front of me, watching my face with that same confident knowing smile. She took one step closer to the bed, her eyes never leaving mine.

But now the only looks she got were sharp and cruel. "She tried to mess with it," someone whispered. "She got caught." "She's finished." Leah kept walking, her cheeks on fire. She had gambled everything on one chance to get out from under Shylie's shadow. And she had lost. Closing Image: Initiation Complete That night, Shylie sat in the old physics lab. On the desk was a single candle, burning. The power went out, the shadows leaping on the walls. She unrolled a blueprint and pressed her finger against one line. Then, in her small, steady handwriting, she wrote:

she says with a laugh. “I love you naked more.” Her hand goes to the bulge in my pants and she runs her fingers over the material. I should have asked her at home so we didn’t have the long drive to find privacy. I groan in surprise when Shelby unhooks her seat belt and unzips my pants. I start to say no, but she moves over me too quickly and the last word I’ll ever say when her mouth is on my dick is “No.” I concentrate on driving. It’s not easy.