Taylor Starling Nude Novels & Stories

Svetlana held herself from flinching, instead tilted her head in feigned innocence, "Am not I? So tell me Tyler, why do you think Luca had married me?" Tylor froze for a moment, she didn't look like she was lying and why will she? So the child… It wasn't the right time to bring it up if there really was a child and she lost it... none the less he needed to know if there was something between them. Tylor ignored her and searched him on a web browser on his phone and threw it at her with the photos gallery of him with several different women, on covers of international Magazines, sneak shots and candid images.

Once we are inside, Rachel nods her head at me and walks away leaving me in the centre of the large room and why did she leave I almost begin to wonder, when I see Taylor coming down the stairs, her hand locked in a little damsel's hand. She's wearing a white crop top and a red skirt with its cutting just a little above her thigh and my eyes drop to her legs which are in a pair of black flat sandals toned flawless. Her hair she let fall behind her shoulders and I don't see a trace of make-up on her face. I can tell much isn't put into her appearance, but damn! The little damsel is wearing white sneakers a red trouser and a white t-shirt and though she's young she's dressed to kill.

His eyes fell on her bow shaped strawberry lips. "Surrender little girl. There is no way you can escape from here. If you promise to be obedient, I won't kill you." Galith caressed her face. Celestine felt disgusted with his touch. "OK promise." Celestine sighed and said pitifully. Galith then closed his eyes to taste her lips but a sharp pain in his stomach welcomed him. Celestine took the advantage of his closed eyes and stabbed in his stomach with all the strength she had.

“Okay” After Taylor and I had our meal, we went back to the apartment, had some rest and prepared for the party. I was the first to get dressed and went to the living room to give Taylor some privacy to take a bath and get dressed. Earlier, when we came back home, I took my time to look for cameras in the house with the camera detector I had among my things and found out the only place that didn't have a camera was the master bedroom bathroom. I suddenly heard Taylor call my name, I answered and headed to the room. What I saw when I opened the bathroom door made me stand in my tracks. Taylor was dressed in a dinner dress, her back was open with the zip starting below her waist. The dress wa

He reached for the envelop that had been begging to be opened and the first information he saw almost had him falling off his chair. “Pornstar?! She was a pornstar?!” Dante called out, earning him a few gasps and puzzled looks from the customers that were enjoying their coffee. He coudn’t care any less that he did as his eyes quickly ran through the report. Skai Leighton, stage name Lustful Lily.

I snatched the tablet from her hands, and there it was, glaring back at me was a bold headline, ‘International model, Ari, ‘strikes’ again.’ Below it was a thumbnail; I pressed play and dropped the tablet when I saw the content. It was Derek and me at the beach, naked, having sex. The clip was short, but it didn't need context; it was clear. My fake sex tape is on the internet! Good Gods! “This…..this isn't real.” I stuttered, looking at Stella. “I know,” She said quietly. “But the world doesn't."

He reached for me again, fingers brushing my arm. I jerked away like his touch burned. “Don’t touch me!” My whole body trembled now, adrenaline surging. “You love me? Then why hide this? Why lie about who you are?” Taylor chuckled low, pushing off the bed and standing, the sheets falling away completely. He didn’t seem fazed by his nudity, crossing his arms over his chest. “Come on, princess. Drama much? It’s 2025—people experiment. Doesn’t mean he’s gay. Bi, maybe. Whatever.”

He reached for me again, fingers brushing my arm. I jerked away like his touch burned. “Don’t touch me!” My whole body trembled now, adrenaline surging. “You love me? Then why hide this? Why lie about who you are?” Taylor chuckled low, pushing off the bed and standing, the sheets falling away completely. He didn’t seem fazed by his nudity, crossing his arms over his chest. “Come on, princess. Drama much? It’s 2025—people experiment. Doesn’t mean he’s gay. Bi, maybe. Whatever.”

“And why are you half naked?” She finally noticed that Taylor was clad in nothing but a towel, droplets of water glistening on his sculpted physique. For a moment, she lost all focus! How can there be such a perfect body? “Hey! Stop looking at my chest and answer me!” Taylor said through gritted teeth. Then, it seemed as though realization had finally dawned on him. He asked, “I know you. You were the one who bumped into me last Friday. Did you stalk me after meeting me for the first time?”

Taylor states, the arousal shining from his eyes. Slowly Taylor reaches forward and runs a finger down between my breasts before hooking his finger in my bra, pulling me forward. I stumble slightly, my feet tripping over themselves at the unexpected movement, but Taylor catches me easily in his arms. Reaching behind me, Taylor unclips the clasp of my bra and then, with agonising slowness, slides the straps down my arms until, at last, he removes it completely and drops it on the floor. Sinking to his knees, Taylor starts pulling down my panties, laying a trail of butterfly-soft kisses in their wake. When my panties are finally lying on the floor, Taylor looks up at me before pushing my legs