Oranges

Alice Brooks sits in the dappled shade of a poolside tree, barefoot on the cobblestones, an oversized denim shirt hanging open over nothing but a tiny string bikini. A plate of fresh oranges rests at the water's edge beside her, their bright colour the only thing in the frame that can rival the warmth of her long, copper-auburn hair. She touches a finger to her lip and gazes through the lens with cool grey-green eyes, the denim slipping off one pale shoulder as she shifts on the yellow sun lounger. A small belly button piercing catches the light, a tiny flash of silver against her fair, flawless skin. The whole scene has the feeling of a lazy afternoon just beginning to get interesting.

The shirt falls away and Alice stretches out on the lounger, the string bikini doing very little to conceal her full, natural figure. She leans back, lifts her hair from her neck, and lets the sunshine trace the soft lines of her waist and hips while the pool glitters behind her. The bikini vanishes next, and Alice sits nude on the bright yellow chair, her porcelain skin glowing against the bold colour, a white towel tossed casually beside her. She glances back over one shoulder in the final frame, her expression somewhere between invitation and dare, her auburn hair falling in a straight curtain down her bare back. It is a set as sweet and vivid as its title, with Alice as the most tempting thing on offer.

Join Now To View Set

Become a Member today and get:

Join Now!

Become a Member today and get:

Join Now!