Valentina Valshe Nude Novels & Stories

, she drenched her pantyhose with the lewd syrup of her own excrescences. How many times in the privacy of her room, looking at herself naked in front of the dressing table mirror, did she get intoxicated by the sensual shapes of her body, feeling attracted to herself? Without any shame, she caressed her vagina in the heat of her wild desire until she achieved orgasm. Being governed by the sign of Scorpio, Valeria was a passionate woman by nature, who knew how to treasure the circle of her desire for the chosen man. One of her many sleepless nights, she imagined herself delivered to the pleasures of lust; testing her most unspeakable appetites. She imagined herself naked and giving herself b

Dennise point of View The study smelled like polished wood and old books. Valentina sat in a spill of light at the great desk, hair an arrangement that made paintings jealous, the line of her mouth more delicate than anyone else. “…Make it ready,” she said, each word deliberate. Then, with a small flick of her wrist, she ended the call. Valentina sat behind her grand mahogany desk, her posture perfect, her blonde hair falling loose around her shoulders instead of pinned in one of her elaborate crowns. A faint glow from her laptop screen painted her features as she spoke into the camera.

One statement from him, and they scattered like ash in wind. Valentina floated near the edge, her arm resting along the cool tile, her wine glass balanced delicately on the rim where it had been sitting for half an hour. Her skin was sun-warmed and damp, glistening under the light with that clean sheen of saltwater and heat. Her hair was slicked back, face bare, and still somehow flawless—she really was beautiful without even trying. Lucas was a few feet away, sitting in one of the poolside chairs with a drink in hand and nothing else in front of him. Just her and a look he wore when his mind was moving four hundred kilometers per hour, probably three thoughts deep.

She said inwardly, and she mentally began chanting it like a mantra, so she wouldn't back out and run away from there, because that's all she wanted to do at the moment. With shaky hands, she slowly took off her skirt, then her panties, and she stood completely naked before Noah. Noah ran his tongue down his bottom lips, Valeria was blessed with a nice body that drove him crazy. "You're so beautiful." He said inaudibly, his eyes darkened with lust. Valeria felt disgusted with herself, she bowed down her head, and she bit her bottom lip, trying to prevent the tears that were threatening to fall. Noah hurriedly undressed himself, he went to Valeria and carried her in his arms, then he took her

My eyes blinked as I stood frozen near the door of the hotel room, heart hammering against my ribs, watching the woman I’d married barely a month ago move like someone who’d been trained to break bones for a living. Valentina had Harley pinned—not with rage, not with violence, just precise, effortless control. One hand locked around Harley’s wrist, the other pressed flat against her shoulder, keeping her against the couch without apparent effort. Harley’s face was flushed, eyes wide, mouth working soundlessly. I’d never seen Valentina angry before. She grabbed Harley and pulled her upwards, spinning her around to face her, then pulled her so close that they were only a few inches apart. “Nex

Damon Valentino ~•~ It was not easy holding back when it came to Dahlia. She looked innocent and naive but I could just tell she had the naughtiest thoughts. She was shy but got wet for me too easily. It was like she wanted me to bend her over the table and fuck her straight to hell. Or maybe, I just wanted that. However, I was considerate of the fact that her little virgin pussy was untouched. I wanted to ease her into it. I didn’t want to break her: I had a feeling things were going to go way past our agreement but I did not mind.

“I-I’m sorry, Master Almeida, I don’t know what you-” “Who…are you?” he asked again. “It is a simple question.” “I…am Valene, a vassal of the Alpha, Alastair Wade, and-” “No,” he took yet another step closer. I started to take a step back when I remembered the last time I took a step away from an Inhuman. It nearly cost me my life. “I want to know…who you really are, vassal.” “Well, I am afraid I do not have an answer for you, Master Almeida,” I confessed. “As I am not even sure of my own origin.”

If he heard her, if he saw her like this, pale, broken, and clearly suffering from something that Misha, with her iron constitution and morning gin-fizz habit, never had, the war would be over before the first sun was fully up. When she came home last night, she researched on Misha Kingston to find all of her habits so she could use them to prove that she isn't her Desperate, Valentina reached up with a trembling hand and twisted the heavy brass handles of the shower to the wall. Water exploded from the rain-shower head, a roaring cascade that drowned out the world. She sank back against the marble wall, her breath coming in jagged, shallow hitches, waiting for the room to stop spinning.

" Lucas saw that Tina was still wearing her stained pajamas and flew into a terrible rage. "All I did was spend Valentine's Day with Mia! How could you be so selfish? You're my mate! You should be more generous and forgiving instead of being so petty and jealous like this!" I saw that Lucas was finally about to enter the bedroom. I got anxious again. Was he finally going to see my body now?

he let out a faint smile and I found myself nodding my head to his request. A bright smile found its way to his face and I didn't miss the excitement in his voice as he said. “It would be nice having you around, dear.” “My name is Valentina.” I smiled back. I adjusted on the bed and pulled out my hand to the man for a handshake. “I hope I can be of any help to you.” “You can call me William; William Frost. And I hope I can bring out the best in you.” he took my hand in his and gave my hand a soft shake.