Zoe Winters Nude นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I look down my body to find goosebumps breaking through my abs and arms. I’m about to close the windows again when the sight of a lone form approaching the house makes me go still. Due to the darkness, all I can see is a light color and a slight form. So I open my demon eyes to take a closer look and almost fall back. It’s Zoe. She’s wearing a white silk robe and fawn-colored Ugg boots. Her hair is loose around her shoulders, making her look ethereal. She hurriedly makes her way across my yard and stands nervously near the doorway. She looks unsure as she approaches the door and rings the bell. I close the window quickly and make my way to the hallway. Thankfully, I slept in black gym shorts

The sheer visual impact of it left her momentarily speechless, even though she considered herself unshaken by most things. What kind of habit was this? Walking around in broad daylight… like that? Zach was stunned. "My clothes are dirty, and you don't have anything here that fits me. What was I supposed to do?" Winter sighed internally. Was grabbing a towel or a sheet really that hard? Zach misread her look. "Hey, what's with that face? I've got a great body and killer abs. You get to see this for free, and you're complaining?" Winter muttered, "I'm not impressed, thanks." She walked over to the table and sat down.

So noisy that it caught not only my attention, but others too. I walked closer, standing a bit far off where i could get a better view of the action. Irina stood there, her red hair held in a high ponytail with a few strands covering her delicate features. She wore a long sleeveless white dress that clinched somewhat at the waist and a fur coat. Her skin was pale and she wasn't wearing any makeup, which made her look very delicate and easily pitiable. She had her hands around her belly, standing there with an aggrieved expression. Even i........was moved to pity her in such state.

I was standing in front of Killian Wolfe completely naked. He stared at me. His eyes moved down my body. Slowly. My breasts. My waist. My hips. The slick shine between my thighs that I couldn't hide even if I wanted to. Then back up to my face‚ his jaw clenched so hard the muscle was jumping‚ his eyes so dark they were almost black. "W—what’s going on‚ Zoey?" His voice was rough and strained. I shrugged. I didn't have words. All I had was the image of him breaking a man's wrist for me burned into my brain‚ the wetness dripping down my inner thighs‚ a need so sharp it felt like it was eating me alive.

Her bare skin caught the morning sunlight streaming through the large glass windows of the luxurious penthouse bedroom. Her butt slid opened as she bent gracefully to pick her scattered dress from the expensive wooden floorboards. Cornell's breath caught sharply in his throat as his eyes widened involuntarily at the provocative sight before him. He swallowed hard to clear the sudden dryness in his throat and turned his face away immediately in frustration. Zoe turned back to face him slowly, dressing herself right in front of him with deliberate and provocative movements. She smiled knowingly, noticing his obvious uneasiness and the way he tried desperately to avoid looking at her body.