Zack Lilly Nude 소설 & 이야기

"Hush. Just feel, okay?" His gaze locked on hers, he unsnapped her jeans and pushed them down. Bailey wriggled her hips so the jeans fell down to her ankles. She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of them, kicking the jeans to the side. When she stood there, naked except for the tiny scrap of bikini panties, Zack stared and sucked in his breath.

"I'm going to take such good care of you, little one," Zara ripped open Lily's blouse, sending buttons flying across the room. She pushed the tattered garment off Lily's shoulders, exposing the creamy expanse of her chest. Lily's bra was next, torn away with a single sharp tug. Zara groaned appreciatively at the sight of Lily's pert breasts, rosy nipples already pebbled with arousal.

His thumbs circle her hardened nipples with deliberate slowness, watching her chest ride and fall with each breath. “Fucking beautiful,” Zack murmurs appreciatively, his voice rough with restraint. “You know exactly what you are doing to me right now, don’t you? Lying there completely naked while I try to keep my promise about being patient.” His hands slide down from her breasts to her waist, fingers tracing the curve of her hips possessively. The bed creaks softly under their movements as he shifts closer, his own clothes feeling constricting compared to her completely nudity. “I want your mouth all over me,” she says softly as she lightly cups his cheek. “Show me how much you love seeing

he demanded. Having fully understood the purpose of the room she was in, Lila had worn the bare minimum today. It took no time to remove her crop top and toss it toward the door, followed by her sneakers and black yoga pants. She was horribly shy about standing before the wolf of her dreams in the nude, but that had everything to do with Thorne and his lurid gaze and not all that much to do with the nudity itself.

Noah stands beside Lilly in a fitted black V-neck that shows off his biceps, paired with black jeans and black boots. If I still liked him, I’d admit he looks good... But I don’t like him anymore, so it doesn’t matter. Lilly, on the other hand, is dressed in cotton shorts, looking relaxed and effortlessly herself. When our eyes lock with those of Noah, the world tilts. For a moment, everything spins, and I have to close my eyes just to regain my balance.

The fabric caught on my ankles and I stumbled and one of the men laughed. Panties next. I pulled them down. Stepped out of them. I was standing naked in the spotlight. Every part of my body that only Daddy’s hands were supposed to touch revealed to this pack of wolves. “By all means, Angel. We don’t have all day.” Jillian gestured at the floor with a lazy flick of her wrist. “Lie on the floor and give us a performance. I’m sure my men want to see it. Isn’t that right, boys?”

Jesus, I must be far, far drunker than I thought. He holds his hand out. “I’m Lucas Craven.” I just stare at him. He gives me a puzzled look and starts to move his hand away. I quickly put my hand out and shake his warm solid, calloused hand. “I-I’m Lilly, Lillian Blackwood”, I stutter, geez Lill, get a grip, remember he’s a douche bag that just spilled shit all over you…. still, he’s a good-looking douche bag. “I know, I’ve been watching you. I mean, I watched you sing.” He smiles ruefully, pointing at the stage, “You sound amazing.”

I hung up the phone and forced myself to calm down, my fingers trembling as I slid the mouse across the pad. Aside from the wallpaper, the desktop was almost too clean, with just a single folder named "My Treasure" saved. Zane Lockhart had once made me a folder like that, too. It was filled with photos of us growing up together. My heart hammered against my ribs as an absurd thought exploded in my head. Was he having an affair? The thought barely lasted a second in my mind before I crushed it. I knew that even if every other man in the world cheated, Zane would be the only exception.

Finally, Lilly popped up off the floor. "That was awesome," she said, "But I think you got some in my hair." "Sorry," I said, still in post-orgasm stupor. "You have a lot. Of hair." Lilly pulled her long, brown locks around her and stared at them, picking at all the sticky spots. She'd stayed topless and there was something incredibly sexy about how the strands covered her tiny tits. "I think you got some on my boobs, too," Zara said, grinning at me lasciviously. She lifted up one of her massive mounds and eyed it, mirroring her sister.