Zoe Barnes Nude Novels & Stories

But I thought we should formalise our relationship before that. Zoe didn't give me the chance to talk. She slipped her hand into my pants and her red-painted toes rubbed against my calf from time to time. "Do you want to go to bed?” Zoe’s sensual voice gave her the appearance of a mesmerising mermaid. She just has to get out of the shower. Her red hair was still wet and tiny drops of water flowed on the floor. My last control wire broke. Zoe leaned over me and I fell meekly on the bed. She took off her bathrobe and revealed black lace lingerie. Her skin protried between pieces of fabric. She was very skillful in bed.

"Really? Thank you, mom. I'll just finish preparing then I'll go downstairs afterwards." At the office, thirty minutes later. . "Good morning, Mr. Chevalier!" Zoey immediately screamed and bowed her head after stepping outside the elevators. But, when she raised her head, she didn't exactly expect the scene that would greet her at that jiffy. Her boss was shirtless and was doing some workout routines in front of Zoey. Dionysus was currently doing some push ups and his bare, muscle-bound back almost made Zoey swoon and ogle. Zoey felt her mouth hanging open in sheer amazement.

(AURIANNA'S POV) For a few seconds, my brain stops working. Like, genuinely stops. Zayne is standing there, completely naked, water still dripping down his chest, his wet hair slicked back like something straight out of a goddamn cologne commercial. Droplets slide down the ridges of his abs, over the sharp V-line of his hips, and further-oh my God. My mouth goes dry. I've seen him naked before-unfortunately, that memory from Natasha's apartment is permanently burned into my brain-but this is different.

Clay moved onto the bed between her thighs, his hands moving slowly up from her ankles to the top of her thighs then spreading them wide. Her cunt glistened with moisture, beckoning to be tasted and touched. "Wait. Zoe, raise your hips, sugar." Brad reached for the pillows on the other side of the bed and slid them beneath her, elevating her cunt. "Now I can get a better view." He was glad she'd gotten a fresh bikini wax. It left most of that delicious pussy bare to his sight, nothing hidden by a cluster of curls. He sucked in his breath when Zoe reached over and wrapped her fingers around his cock, sliding them gently up and down.

He gets his towel and begins to make his way towards the beach, calling out, "Come on, we're going swimming." I observe the men taking off their shirts while Zoey and I are seated on the chaise lounges. I don't really care if they are attractive. In addition, Zoey disrobes down to her bikini and sprawls out fully on the lounger as she starts to cover her body in sunscreen. What are you doing there, sitting down? Come on, get nude, Zeke beckons. I take my book out of my backpack and wave it around as a justification. When he gets his composure, he laughs and throws his head back, saying, "No," before giving me a blank stare.

My hand fell on its own to my belly, I had a little pudge sticking out that wasn’t as noticeable under this dress but you could really see it when I’m naked. I blew out a hard breath as I watched Zoe counting down with her free hand. When she got to one, she then pointed at me. I clasped my hands together and tried with all I had to relax. I turned a bit so my back drop would be the lobby and not the chaos going on further into the space.

Not just that, her resemblance to a barbie doll was almost flawless. “We all know he can never do that, she plays a big role in his source of income,” Zoe barked, arms crossed above her chest as she glared at the bamboo who seemed to find pleasure in annoying others. Zoe was very much devoted to her source of daily bread. She had shoulder length coal-black hair, a pair of emerald green eyes, a narrow nose, and plumped lips that made up her exquisite facial features.

The air was filled with birdsong and the scent of wet wood and pine. Zoe stepped in first, letting her robe fall to the ground—revealing a white crochet bikini that hugged every curve. Arthur froze for a moment, breath caught in his throat. “That should be illegal,” he muttered, stepping in right after her. Zoe turned, a wicked smile curving her lips, and settled between his legs, leaning her back against his chest. “Oh, this feels amazing…” she sighed. “Better than a massage.” “Nothing’s better than having you here with me,” he murmured, pressing his lips to her neck, leaving a trail of tender kisses along her skin.

Then, they both froze. Zoe hadn't expected him to wake up, and Mason hadn't expected to see this scene in the bathroom. The bathtub was filled with water, and Zoe stood beside it, her body completely bare. Her long, black hair fell loosely around her waist, accentuating her slender figure and fair, supple skin. Zoe was taking a shower. With one arm injured, her movements were awkward. Seeing Mason enter, she quickly covered her chest with her hand. Her long, slender legs unconsciously crossed as she trembled slightly.

I sat on the passenger seat of my Jeep and lifted my sports bra off over my head, my tits bouncing in the sun. Wiggling my shorts down, I slipped them off, along with my panties. Naked, I stroked my breasts and then slipped my hands down between my legs to finger my wet pussy. Cliff watched as Zoe knelt down between my legs and licked my pussy lips. I love Zoe’s tongue. She knows just what I like.