Veronica Shameless Nude Novels & Stories

He grasped the hem of his shirt and started rolling over his head. Just like a normal teenager, who can't control her hormones. I was waiting for that moment when he was going to throw out that shirt, but it didn't happen. Can you guess why? Because bitch wants to interfere at that moment. She came out of nowhere like sheep in the jungle. And stopped Nathan from whatever he was doing, seductively. Ok! That may be fine, but the show was just going to start. Hold your horses, everyone! Because Veronica took off her dress while revealing herself in a black bikini, and that Bikini is hardly covering her.

With one deep thrust he reaches the edge and shatters until he loses control. When our bodies finally stops painting, he gets dressed and turn to me, he places a single kiss on my forehead Joshua ~”Come let me take you home, you don’t need to hide in this place any longer.” ******************** I am Veronica. I will always be called a slut and a whore. I still get whatever I want and desire, I just don't use my body anymore. The only sin my body gives into is hot as fuck and walking beside me. Joshua will and can take my body over and over again, he is my biggest sin and my deepest desire.

“I don’t want you. I don’t want your fingers, your mouth, or any of your jealous bullshit. The only cock I need is Lucian’s… and his dad’s. Got it? So take your pathetic ex-girlfriend revenge fantasy somewhere else before I slap that smug look off your face again.” Veronica stumbled back, but that nasty little smirk never left her face. She didn’t look pissed—she looked hungry. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly tugged the neckline of her tight top down, letting one full, perky tit spill free right there in the shadows behind the library. Her nipple was hard and pink, begging to be sucked. At the same time she lifted the two fingers that had just been buried knuckle-deep in my cum-fill

He experienced her naked for the very first time and his fantasies found their way into his head again. He couldn't wait to fuck with her with his dick and make her scream his name. But he was slow in the beginning. * Veronica couldn't believe it what she just had done. It was unbelievable that she just got fucked by Reynold and even made her cum on his fingers. She took off her clothes and stood in the shower, cleaning herself with the water assuming it to be holy water because God forgive she just committed a sin. But no offence, Reynold was hot. She was tempted by his looks. That fucking smirk and those obsidian eyes. He was everything what a woman need. But her imagination running wild w

“Oh, I feel sorry for your... for Vicky or whatever... if all it takes to make you unfaithful to her is...” “You?” Sasha supplied tersely for her. Her flush deepened and the pain filled her body as Veronica turned away from him so that he wouldn’t see how much he was hurting her. “We both know that what just happened had nothing to do with... That it wasn’t me... I could have been anyone. My body could have been anyone’s. You were...” “So turned on by the sight of your semi-naked breasts that I couldn’t resist seeing if they still felt and tasted as good as they looked,” Sasha told her softly. “You forget, Ronnie... I’ve seen them before, and not just seen them but…”

Veronica narrated to them. “What! An omega?! That's preposterous!” Luna Isabella exclaimed. “You know that's a lie now, right?” Veronica was hesitant, “Well, I guess.” She had an unsure look on her face. “Come here, I need to show you something.” Luna Isabella urged her, and got up from the chair. Veronica got up too and went to her. She gently and carefully touched her head, pulling her head close to hers, so that their foreheads were touching.

"Monica was barely laid to rest yet, and you showed up dressed like that to see her. You stood in front of her grave and said, 'For everyone's reputation, let's just pretend nothing ever happened.' Sandra, you make me sick." For a split second, the live chat froze. Then it completely exploded. [What the hell? She cheated with the guy?] [This is too much. My brain just overheated. A wife who's a judge with a school bully boy toy? This is insane!]

Loren changed her pink dress into a mini, comfortable casual gown while Caleb's shirts were off, he put on only his jogger pants. Caleb laid on his back, on the bed, cupping Loren with the crook of his elbow while she showed him the most recent nude photos she took before leaving America. The photos were mind blowing, as usual. When they were countries apart, Loren never failed to send Caleb her nudes at least, thrice weekly. But now they were together and Caleb's heart raced with the anticipation of seeing the nudes in real life. "You're hot as always, Loren." Caleb turned his face to Loren. They laid side-by-side, facing each other. Loren put her phone away, her gaze intent in his eyes.

“Poor thing. She actually thought she could go up against me. Now she’s lost her ballerina career and her husband to me.” For years, I had thought that maybe if I were still the beautiful ballerina Caleb once loved, none of this would have happened. But now it dawned on me he had never loved me from the start. “Because you deserve everything good, not some riffraff your parents found in a drug house.” I couldn’t listen anymore. I turned to leave, but I ran into Avery instead. “Veronica, what are you doing here?” she asked with distaste as she crossed her arms.

I should understand him but the pain of the embarrassment isn't going away. Kael’s door wasn’t locked. I pushed it open quietly, praying it wasn’t true. Suddenly, I heard laughter, they sounded familiar, intimate. Cassandra’s voice. And immidiately I stepped into the bedroom, I froze to the indecent figures at my front. Cassandra lay naked in white sheets, Kael’s arm clutched lazily over her. Both turned when they heard me. For one endless second, no one spoke. Then Kael smiled. “Oh. You.”