Zac Efron Nude Novels & Stories

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

His eyes, dark and hungry, dropped instantly, boring into the space between her thighs with an intensity that made her skin flush. "Open your legs. Wide. For the camera." She watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard. "Mr. Wright…" A flush of heat crept up her neck. He had explored every inch of her in person, but this—this deliberate, performative nudity—was a new and daunting frontier. Her vulnerability was magnified by the lens. "I want to see you, Zia. Open wide for me." His voice was softer now, but ragged with need. She could see he was on his own bed, clad only in boxer briefs, the hard lines of his body tense.

I cannot believe this guy has no respect for me. “So are you Zane?” He asked me instead and didn't care that I was fussing. “Securities!!!” I yelled and walked towards the alarm button to call their attention. “Oh..Ho … hold on right there. There's something I'll like you to see” He turned his laptop screen for me to see. On the screen was a picture of Rita putting on a fish net lingerie. “Uhh…you probably didn't see that clearly. Here’s another one “ He swiped the screen to a picture of Rita stack naked.

Reality sank into her when she realized that she was naked only in her bra and panty Elena pushed him with all the strength she have and try to hide from her hands. Zane was looking at her with lust written all over his face “What the fuck is wrong with you” Elena shouted at him and Zane chuckled “You look more good without clothes,” Zane said with a sinister smirk on his face “You are the worst man that I have ever seen in my life,” Elena said to him with a disgusted look. Elena didn’t know what she should do now, an alpha male was looking at her and her body was vulnerable

The bedroom was dark. Only the bright light from a large tablet screen lit up Elena’s face. On the screen was a picture of Mike Hermes Vance, the world's biggest movie star. He had sharp eyes, a hard jawline, and a body that looked like it was carved out of marble. Elena stared at the picture. Her breath was already shallow. She lay flat on her back, her legs spread wide on her silk sheets. She was completely naked. The cool air from the fan blew over her skin, making her shiver.

I spun on my heel, ignoring Leif, who was also shirt- less, wearing jeans that allowed the deep, chiseled V-line to show. Tattoos and men. Sex and sin. Fucking great. It was everything we didn't need here. I'd been fine without them! My attention slid toward laughter, finding Zayne in his suspenders, with his sleeves rolled to his elbow, smashing his ax through the wood. His bright eyes lifted, meeting mine as a smile played on his full mouth. He turned his head, and my gaze swung to Sian, who was also shirtless and had at least washed the blood off of himself. Eryx had rolled up his sleeves, leaving his olive- colored forearms exposed, showing off his colorful tattoos.

I was about to tease him about Goose demanding his cut of the bill when I froze. Because walking right toward us were two people I’d only seen in the family pictures on Ace’s wall. Ofelia Rosario was even more striking in person, poised and sharp-eyed, her dark curls pulled back, her expression somewhere between that of a protective big sister and a curious psychologist. At her side was Zach Dayton, tall and broad, the kind of man who looked like he’d been carved out of steady hands and quiet strength. His firefighter jacket was half-zipped, and when his gaze slid over Ace, it was nothing short of measuring.

‎I had to admit, the fake breasts she brought five years ago looked fantastic in that shirt. I was almost jealous of her. They looked better than mine. ‎Zach, meanwhile, was topless with a pair of leather pants covering his bottom half. He looked amazing. His hair was messy like he'd just had sex and he was debating with my mother whether or not he should use some some eye liner to make him look more dark and mysterious.

We head over to Zelena’s room and Zac puts her down as she walks over to her toys, we play together for a bit before she starts to yawn rubbing her eyes. ‘I’ll give her a bath,’ I say picking her up and Zac follows after us, he runs the water in the tub checking the temperature as I get her undressed and myself, I see Zac strip off his clothes also, he’s still the sexist man I’ve ever met, and I get momentarily distracted as I look him up and down in all his naked glory. I make eye contact with his large dick before biting my lip seeing it twitch before me. ‘Enough of that the baby is present,’ he states only making me blush.

His expression remained aloof, but his gaze had darkened slightly. Finally, Zoe removed her bra, tossing it aside, exposing her bare upper body. Two proud, full “cherry blossoms,” their small, delicate nipples already hardened, directly met his eyes. Aaron propped his chin on his hand, lazily commanding, “Continue.” Her hand moved to the zipper of her pants, pulling it down decisively. The long pants slid off, revealing a tiny, fat-free waist and rounded, seductive hips. Now, Zoe wore only a flimsy black lace thong.