Sophie Lawson Nudes の小説・ストーリー

There was no backing out now. Moments later, Sophia’s face popped up on his screen. Her messy bun, her face completely bare of makeup—she always looked like that, but tonight it hit differently. She looked effortlessly good, not like she was trying to be sexy, but somehow that made it worse. His eyes darted down to her chest before he could stop himself, noticing how her nightie clung to her, the fabric barely hiding the way her peaches bounced ever so slightly, clearly not restrained by a bra. Fuck. He quickly forced out a laugh, trying to cover up his awkwardness.

She uncrosses her hands and taps on her phone, showing her screen. "This is why! What the fuck is this naked picture of the nerd girls back on a fuckin bed doing in Logan's page?" She hisses, making Steven and Troy choke on their food. Both turning to a coughing frenzy as Sam grabs the phone away from Amber and sees the picture. He whistles and smirks mischievously. "My man Logan! He finally got lucky. Shit! Sophie is one hot-ass babe!" Sam chuckles. Amber snatches the phone away and stomps her foot.

The one who broke the silence. Lucas whispers in my ear: — The hyenas have caught the scent. — I know. I don’t smile. I don’t pretend to be comfortable. I am here to disturb. A waiter offers champagne. I refuse. Lucas takes a flute, just for show. His gaze scans the room. He is in protection mode, as always when he senses a trap. Then I see her: Cassandre. An icy silhouette in an ivory dress. Not a single strand out of place. Not a wrinkle on her mask. On her arm, a man I don’t know. Legal, no doubt. Or strategic. Maybe just decorative.

Sophia said as she offered me a cold bottle of water. “Oh, Shayla Williams, and thank you, Miss O’Shea,” I replied. “Just call me Sophia or Sophie, Miss Williams.” Sophia replied, “Now, down to business. I’ll admit I feel bad for how things went with Mr. Donovan, but I was still a little upset with him for insulting my home after working hard to get it to this point over the past several weeks, and I was being petty. However, I’m willing to do one of two things: option one, we can increase the agreed-upon rate whenever he helps me find a way to increase profits and help struggling communities, or option two, you become my lawyer for Mr. Donovan’s usual rate. I don’t mean to step on toes or o

she flipped her hair to reveal the skin her off shouldered gown could not conceal. She was basically naked. Her skin-tight designer sea-green gown barely covered enough of her butt and her off shoulder was low enough to reveal her tattooed breast. She tattooed my name? I scoffed inwardly. The others might not have seen it yet. I never thought Sophia's jealousy could descend to this low state because she has descended so lowly that I don't think I could ever attach even a drop of respect to her. "And what does that even have to do with you?" Lorenzo shot in, his face red with rage. "Why can't you take a break from being a slut that you are!" He roared, his fist clenching tightly by his side a

“And you, little sis… you’re my perfect starter toy. You love watching your friends get corrupted. It makes you even wetter.” He snapped his fingers. All three girls blinked back to awareness, acting completely normal at first. Sophie stretched lazily, arching her back so her tits strained against her top. “God, it’s hot in here. Mind if I take this off?” Without waiting for an answer, she peeled off her crop top, revealing a lacy pink bra that barely contained her full breasts. Mia shifted in her seat, pressing her thighs together. “Yeah… I feel kinda warm too…”