A Man Like You Bl Novels & Stories

replied Alex with a mischievous smile. "Ohh, Alex, stop playing pranks on me. I can't laugh anymore. My stomach really hurts." I said while holding my stomach. "I'm not kidding, I'm serious. That's why I like you." he said. gosh! What did he say? "What?" I asked again. "I like you." he answered while emphasizing the last word he said. I'm speechless. There's no way Alex likes me. She is a top manager at Clivton International and has a crush on her, yes I don't know but I'm sure there are lots of women lining up to get her.

One last climb and I'd be settled. I paused. Halfway down the hall was a shirtless man leaning against a doorframe with earbuds in and his phone in one hand, he was impossible to miss. Sweat glistened across his chest, and his basketball shorts hung low on his hips. His head was tilted slightly, lips moving like he was rapping under his breath. I just... froze. Not because I hadn't seen hot guys before. Campus was full of them, protein shakes and egos, the whole lot. But something about him felt different... Effortless even. Like he wasn't trying to be seen, but the universe made sure you noticed anyway.

He holds a similar energy just like his father's but I refuse to be intimidated by him. "I don't want to have anything to do with you, clearly you're nothing like the girls I like. You're simply not my type". he smirks as his grey eyes scan me, more like checking me out. Oh I definitely know how to deal with cocky jerks like you! "The feeling is mutual Mr..." I try to remember his name "Nathan" he completes "Nathan" I repeat. You can't be my type, you're too old for me, what are you like, 30?"

"I'm sorry, you just don't look like one. You look more manly than some of the men I've met." "I guess that makes me more interesting, isn't it?" D.A smiled while staring at the lady's lips. She has a naturally red lip that will make you want to kiss her right then and there. "I think so." The lady blushed because of her stare. "Where do you stay here in London?" "Why? Do you wanna come with me?" D.A asked playfully.

"Common sense should tell you to stay the fuck away from me but you have obviously lost the screws to your brain so your cells are floating around in your head without any purpose." The bastard did nothing else but laugh which made me so mad that I wanted to reach over and strangle him but I held back as the door to the restaurant opened and my unlikely savior walked in looking like he belonged on the cover of a GQ magazine. He was dressed in a white shirt that had the Clothes Over Bros logo on the sleeve of one hand and black jeans that did wonderful things to his muscular thighs then paired with black boots. If he were a chocolate bar, I'd savour him without any rush.

A player from their team peter came and sat next to Gary. He looked at Gary with lustful eyes. Seeing Gary in this state was really turning him on. Peter is the gay that no one knows off. But seeing Gary like that and everyone in their own world he can't resist the temptation. “Hey buddy, you feeling, okay?” peter asked Gary while putting his arm around his shoulder. “Never better” Gary gave him his best smile while slipping out of his hold. Peter didn’t back off. He spiled some of his beer on Gary making it look like an accident. “oh god….am sorry” peter took a napkin and start to wipe his crouch area “I am really sorry let me help you”

Can’t be that hurt. I lift my hand to the short strands and smile. “I thought I’d go back to my favorite style.” “And it looks good. You shouldn’t be afraid to change how you look, Ray. Go blonde if you want to. And I mean that honestly.” He leans in like he’s sharing a secret. “Though I do have a thing for blondes.” I laugh, genuinely this time. “Stop. I wouldn’t look good as a blonde.” “You definitely would. Don’t you believe me?” He walks over, grabs my shoulder, and pulls me to where there’s a small reflective panel on the freezer. “See? Just imagine it. A little side bang too.”

He was, well, a breath of cum air. The man who stood before me was an imposing figure, easily towering over most others in the room. His height was truly striking, likely measuring somewhere in the range of 6 feet and 10 inches. His appearance was equally captivating, with a mane of sunflower blonde hair that he had meticulously braided into intricate cornrows. Rather than neatly tucking the ends of the braids, he had allowed the remaining loose strands to cascade freely, creating a wild, curly halo around his head.

She sniffled and added out of nowhere, “I miss you, Liam. I miss you so much.” His blithe, upbeat laughter rang from the other side, followed by the faint sounds of horns blaring. A few seconds later, he continued, “Silly girl. You make it sound like we’re millions and gazillion and bazillion of miles apart! Look, stay there. I’m coming. They might not let you go home, but no one says that I can’t go to the hotel instead, did they?”

"I'll be back. Maybe I'll work at the company you work for, Baby." " Okay." My answer was short. My head is filled with the figure of a handsome man who has just spent time with me. "His lips are so sweet. If that time continues, maybe now I'm not a virgin anymore." I chuckled and listened to music on my phone.