Vinny Guadagnino Nudes Novels & Stories

Nobody was up, so there was no point in putting my sweaty exercise clothes back on just to walk to my bedroom. Damp and wearing nothing but a towel, I stepped out of the shower cubicle into the wider bathing facility – just as Vincent himself came in through the door. I froze instantly. He’d clearly been doing some late-night training of his own while I took my long, sad shower. The sight of him blew every thought out of my head. He was shirtless, a sight I’d never seen before, his olive skin so muscular it seemed like his torso was carved from stone. Curls of silver hair ran along his chest and down past his navel, disappearing below his low waistband.

The fire near the sitting area burned low tonight, casting warm shadows across the dark room while rain tapped softly against the windows. Vincenzo loosened the rest of his tie with one hand before removing it completely. Then, without the slightest hesitation, he started unbuttoning his shirt while walking toward the bedroom section beyond the sitting area. My brain stopped functioning immediately. Because apparently no one had warned this man that casually undressing in front of nervous women should probably be illegal. I looked away so fast my neck almost hurt. Unfortunately not before noticing the sharp lines of muscle beneath his shirt and the faint dark tattoo disappearing beneath the

They met that evening at a quiet restaurant, the lights dim, the air heavy with the smell of citrus as they ordered lemon juice, the glasses sweating between them, Winnie barely touched hers, her eyes never leaving Eveyln as if she was waiting for her to slip up, say the wrong thing, and that look alone made Eveyln’s chest tighten. Without a word, Eveyln reached into her bag and dropped the pictures on the table, the soft slap of paper sounding louder than it should have, the images were clear, brutal, Giovanni’s hand raised, his face twisted with rage, Elena cowering, bruised, broken, frozen in moments that should have never existed. Winnie picked up one of the pictures slowly, her fingers

Arianna's was undressing smiling happily to the camera, then the guy taking the video instructed her to pose and he took nude pics of her. "What is this trash you think I can believe this photoshopped garbage, she was a virgin when I met her". "It didn't stop her from being the hitch,fool! Look at her body you should know what a photoshop is from her real body ,why don't you watch the sex clip". She sent another one. Andre tried to remain cool as he played the second video. Arianna was being mercilessly banged by a masked guy, her moans made it heartbreaking,he put it off.