Vera Banks Nude Novels & Stories

It was when Cassian glanced at Vera. Her skin looked very smooth and flawless under the light. She had a perfect figure—in fact, she was blessed with nice curves and amazing assets. Paired with her long and slender legs, Vera was the epitome of a seductress. Her charm was amplified, especially since her clothes were all disheveled. Cassian paused for a moment. Suddenly, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and took a few photos of Vera. As he tapped away on the button, he cackled to himself.

he interrupted. “What?” I asked, tension rising. “Your image and Vera’s are being dragged. Go online. I’ll call you back.” Before I could press him further, he hung up. What's he talking about? I pulled over, opened my browser, and started scrolling. Then I saw it. Photos. Of Vera and me, intimate, tangled in each other, in my garden. Naked. Though the photos had been edited to hide the explicit parts, it was obvious what we were doing.

How did she always manage to get in? "You are home late," Vera, who sprawled naked on my couch, said. Or was it Veronica? I could not remember. We hooked up just one night, and she would not stop returning for more. She was a model with great tits and a tasty pussy, but not a woman I could keep as a long-term fuck buddy. "You always manage to show up uninvited, don't you?" I kicked off my shoes and poured myself a glass of water. "I am not in the mood to entertain you today."

“This better be some kind of sick joke Vera or I swear to god I will…” “What? Hit me? Expose me?” “If I didn’t kiss him he would have seen you! I was trying to protect us!” Vera chuckled. “Do I look like some kind of idiot to you? You were clearly trying to seduce him!” My eyes widened in disbelief. “No I wasn’t!” “So why were you naked then hm? I fucking saw you! You were fucking naked! If you wanted him, you could have just said so and not pretending like you didn’t want him or his money.”

Vera. Naked. On his bed. Like she belonged there. Her legs wide opened with a finger dipped into her pussy. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” His voice cut like a blade, laced with fury. Vera sat up slowly, a soft, sultry smile on her lips. “I miss you. I missed ur cock inside me. I'm all wet for you Hail.” She crawled across the bed on all fours, her eyes locked on him. When her hands reached for his trousers to rub her hands on his private area, he slapped them away.

Veronica peaked into the room, Derrick was lying in bed lighting up a joint and Emily was nowhere to be seen. This was Veronica’s chance. Veronica snuck into the room. She smiled at Derrick, who was still naked. His body was so perfect. He was slim, with abs. He had small pecks. Veronica slowly removed her shirt, revealing her huge, perky tits. She slowly teased her nipples until they became hard. They were so round and pink. The way they stuck out made Derrick’s mouth water.

She fanned herself dramatically, eyes wide and girly. I raised an eyebrow, confused by the sudden switch—until I felt that intense stare on my back. Massimo was coming. My body reacted instantly, the love egg inside me and the memory of his touch making my skin tingle. “Bye, friend,” Vera said loudly, giving Massimo a flirty look. “God, he’s so handsome.” She fanned herself again, let out a happy girly laugh, and practically skipped away. I fought hard not to roll my eyes. Vera was a top assassin who could bring any man to his knees. She was smooth, sly, and left no traces. Perfect for what we needed. But right now, I had bigger problems.

WREN! "Vera." Eden's voice came from the doorway. She was leaning against the frame with her right hand wrapped in a white bandage from her wrist to her knuckles. She had not complained about it since we got home. "Close the laptop." "I am fine." "You are hyperventilating." "I am breathing with emphasis," I said. " leave me the fuck alone." "Vera…" "She made a meme of me." I turned the laptop around to show her. "Look at this. Look at what she did."

"Daddy, do something." 'Gosh! I want to kill this idiot. And your son too. Did you see that, Verena?! Did you see how they rushed towards her? Your bloody ungrateful son is hugging her like she's his real mother.' Vera gulped hard. Taking a breath, she clapped her hands twice and articulated, "This pose is perfect! Hold it. I'll take a picture." They turned towards Vera as she captured their photos from different angles like a cameraman.

“I did it for the child. Our child.” I rolled my eyes. “Of course you did, sweetheart.” But inside, I was glowing and I couldn't care less if he did it for me or not. Finally, Vera would fall. The modeling contract gone. Her reputation shattered. And soon, everything she owned would be mine. She was going to finally get what was coming to her. Reymond's POV The message hit my inbox just after lunch. A board member had forwarded an image. Vera. Half-naked. Dressed in silk. Posing like a goddess. “Is this the kind of image we want representing the Andreas family brand?”