Sinclair Daniel Nude Novels & Stories

Harder as if he could use his shaft as a hammer. Alissa gasped loudly when he tore the fabric roughly from her body. Shredding the delicate lingerie into pieces but it didn’t matter to her. His hot and wild act only serves to make her more on the edge. Hunger took over Daniel's body and his mouth was drooling from the sight of her raspberry colour nipples that is swollen like a ripe fruit. Sweet dessert he has been robbed off for so long. Slowly he took off his shirt, revealing his taut body with fine hair all over his chest. His built pecs have no ounce of fat at all and that includes his torso that is nothing but clear four pairs of hard marbled abs which has been sculpted, no doubt throug

I dry my hair and tie it back into a high ponytail. I step out into the hallway to head back to Diana's room, but then pause outside Daniel's. I can hear him inside, drawers closing and then footsteps. The door suddenly swings open and my eyes widen in surprise. Daniel stands in the doorway, his hair damp from a shower with only sweatpants to cover his body. Water droplets fall from his hair down to his muscular chest, where my eyes are stuck. His abs are solid and I almost moan aloud at the sight of his defined V-lines dipping down beneath his loose-fitting sweatpants.

Because this is what he deserves. I close my eyes when Dane holds me again and I push down his pants, feeling for him through his briefs. He groans, and I start to yank his briefs off impatiently when the door is knocked down. Dane recoils from me so fast, I can barely comprehend what's happening until he shields me, and my gaze rises to my mate by the door. Sinclair stares between Dane and I, noticing the missing clothings, the scent of lust in the air, our swollen lips, and and his lips part in surprise. What follows is his brows furrowing in confusion, and his nostrils flaring.

Lucy swallowed the lump in her throat. Feeling a sudden chill in the room, Daniel instinctively reached to adjust his clothing for warmth, only to realize with shock that he was completely naked. "Where are my clothes and why the hell am I naked?" He barked, and then his fingers traced the crossed stitch on his chest. "What in the Moon Goddess' name is going on? Why do I have this scar on my body?" He yelled. "Don't tell me you lot have been using my body as practice for your hoodoo?" "Danny, calm down," Ariel stated, walking slowly up to him. "I promise I will explain everything to you, baby. I'm just happy to see you."

Rebecca groaned at the sight and pushed her down onto the mattress. Daniel stripped fast—T-shirt gone, sweatpants shoved down. His cock sprang free, heavy and flushed, the head already shiny. Rebecca pulled the shirt over her own head and climbed onto the bed naked. Full breasts, dark nipples, the soft thatch of hair between her thighs already glistening.

She sensually pinched his round, firm buttocks. She knew Daniel Quinn's body intimately. Even without lifting the robe, she knew that underneath the soft fabric, his skin would glisten with a tanned luster. It was both sensual and enticing. She lifted the bathrobe, exposing Daniel Quinn's lower half to the air. With her other hand held high, she gave his right buttock a firm slap. "No props? Then we'll play without props." Daniel Quinn stopped pretending and opened his bathrobe, letting it fall back. He lay down on the large bed boldly and unreservedly.

he said confidently. Daniel hesitated for a moment before beginning to remove his shirt. His voice, soft yet urgent, whispered, "Please don't be afraid." Slowly, he removed his shirt, revealing a well-toned physique that seemed almost unreal in its perfection. Without hesitation, he then took off his pants and boxers, leaving himself completely bare. His body was truly remarkable, every muscle defined and supple.

I didn't need a fight tonight. "Yes, Master." She spoke so low I barely heard her. We watched as Daniel roughly stripped Natalia of her sequined dress. He never addressed the crowd as he palmed Natalia's exposed breasts. He suckled her nipples as he backed her up to the device on the small stage. She kept her eyes on him and allowed herself to be shackled hand and foot. Daniel whispered something in her ear as he retrieved a flogger and teased the leather strips up her thighs to her still covered pussy. The scrap of fabric glistened with her arousal.

I told Daniel as I shut the movie off. Daniel nodded vaguely as he stared at my boobs. I didn’t think he was hearing a word I was saying. We played a few more rounds and Daniel ran out of clothes to take off. When we deemed him the official loser, he was sitting naked on his bedroom floor. I was left in only my black thong. Daniel’s hard cock was hard to ignore. He moved to sit on his bed and gave me a sexy smirk. “Come here, Audry,” he murmured. “I want to make you feel good, baby.”

He looked like he was adjusting a camera so it would face the bed, the very one next to the leather chair he was sitting on. Sinclair’s breath hitched when the video soon revealed a brown-haired woman lying naked on the bed. He swallowed as he continued to watch himself kissing the woman, passionately at first, before the kiss became rough. Then he rolled on top of her, smacking her ass and pushing in as the woman cried out. The sound of their skin loudly lapping together as he thrust harder echoed through the room.