Val Miller Nude Novels & Stories

And so, I opened it. There he stood, Adam freaking Miller, looking dashing in a crisp white shirt and a dark brown jacket and dark blue jeans that fit him perfectly. His hair had more gel in it than usual and I could tell he had just shaved since there was no stubble in sight. The man looked as if he had just jumped out of a magazine. His brown eyes met mine, and for a moment, the world seemed to fade away around me. His eyes slowly scanned over my body, his smile growing along with my self-confidence. One thing about Adam Miller I had already figured out, was that somehow, the man was a terrible liar, and right now, he wasn't hiding the fact that he liked what he was seeing.

And she was too preoccupied to even think about protesting. In Texas, Miller's gauze around his new face was removed. "Are you satisfied Mr. Miller? You don't look like your old self at all. You look exactly like the person in this photograph" the doctor said with satisfaction as he looked at Miller, who is not looking like a carbon copy of Naim. Miller's body is not as muscular and toned as Naim's body, but who would look under his clothes? He can cover those little details under his clothes.

Where the worst deals are struck. She finds the man. That monster oozing with unhealthy desire. — So, this is my sister. Pretty, isn’t she? she breathes in a voice devoid of emotion. He stares at her with the appetite of a predator. — One million euros. She’s a virgin. You won’t lose. Cassandre grits her teeth, but doesn’t back down. The image of her debts, the threats, her creditors knocking at her door all rush in. She has no solution left. Just this too sweet sister. Too clean.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

He said leaving her and going to the bathroom to Draw a bath for her in hopes of calming her nerves but when he returned, she stood almost naked before him. Her dressed sprawled over the floor. Her nipples which were hard and pointy stood out of her bra. Lucian felt a surge of heat rise up In his stomach and the next second, he went ahead to scoop her in his arms heading to the bathroom where he placed her in the cool water. "This will help" he said. The moment the water came into her skin, a slight relief washed over her but it wasn't enough to overcome the heavy sensation she was filling. Lucian who was a man of pure self control could feel his illicit desires getting out of hand.

I understood her statement because she couldn't recognize me. Early this morning, I woke up with two pimples on my face. One at my forehead and the other one close to my lips. Because of that, I had to wear a nose mask and a baseball cap. Flustered enough, I swiftly removed the nose mask from my face and she froze immediately. Although she was trying to act strong, I could see the fear in her eyes. “Mr chairman...” she stuttered as her body trembled slightly and I drastically rolled my eyes at her.

I took a deep breath went to the bed in the middle and lay down. "Come in" I said and he entered and my eyes couldn't move from him... he was wearing just a dark black tie and shiny trousers... his upper body was bare and that slim tie was doing nothing to hide his abs and amazing body... I was drooling... "you ordered for me, my love?" he said and winked and I was shocked... I have never seen him like this. He is not feeling humiliated at all... he was enjoying it... who would have guessed that Aiden Miller can play male escort as well... that too for me? Maybe I can do this too... if it is only us two... it shouldn't be humiliating right? Yes... I was thinking too much earlier...

I read the name repeatedly, struggling to believe that I had just sent my explicit photos to Everett's father. Me: OMG, I am deeply sorry, Mr. Williams. I intended to send those to someone else. Please do not inform my dad about this! I am mortified. I pulled the covers over my head, trying to hide from the overwhelming embarrassment. My cheeks felt like they were on fire; my heart racing even faster than before. Mr. Williams: Don't be ashamed, Mila. You are exceptionally alluring. I widened my eyes at his response, my heart racing with desire for a brief moment. Mr. Williams was almost as old as my father, but his attractiveness had always been undeniable. Ada and I had a huge crush on him

she says and leads the way and we follow her. Once in the living room, my mouth dropped in amazement, this place is like a place, I look to see Mr. Miller looking only sweat pants and a while round neck T-shirt . He looks so hot, with his muscles bulging out of the disc, I begin to feel a weird sensation between my legs. "Are you done staring at me" Mr. Miller says looking at me with a smirk on his face, it brought me out of my reverie.

“Last time, when I went to a bar for a drink with a friend, I saw a picture of President Miller on the phone of a nightclub lady.” “Yvonne Yates!” The manager was so anxious that his voice changed. “Really! I am not lying. The lady showed us a picture of a shirtless President Miller to the people around and flaunted that she had found a handsome and wealthy man. It is just a shame as she claimed that he is bad in bed, and that he was done in two minutes!” Jackson did not expect her to say such a thing. His facial expression to one of anger. This bl**dy woman!