Absolutely Blake Nude Novels & Stories

Standing in my living room shirtless is Blake with a towel wrapped around him. My mouth opens like a fish out of water needing the droplets of water descending from his neck down to his chest. My eyes move with one drop as it reaches the towel and my lips run dry. I involuntarily take in his toned body and the well developed abs. His v-line is wow, very appealing to the eyes. "Take a picture, it lasts longer." Blake smiles at me as I continue to stare in disbelief on how a half naked man can still be this hot.

He started walking up the stairs. Lacey’s eyebrows rose at his taut chest and slight muscle definition. Then her mouth dropped open as his bottom half emerged from the water. He was nude. Lacey tucked behind a wall as her heart raced. She just saw him naked. Despite her embarrassment, she couldn’t resist peaking around the corner. Blake had grabbed a towel and began padding his physique dry. His back was facing her. His bottom was nicely rounded without a blemish from what she could tell. Lacey licked her lips as she envisioned grabbing it and squeezing a good handful – he turned around.

It seems a waste to stay in the bedroom; there is a full-size lounge area with large sofa and a flat screen bigger than most people would know what do with in there. Blake is undressing and changing too. It’s hard to keep my eyes off his chest and those impressive abdominal muscles, which seem to sport their own muscles. I can see the faint scar from the fight with Alexei’s wolf. It runs down his side from the bottom of his rib cage on the left hand side to his hip bone. He stands in front of me in just black boxers. He rakes a hand though his hair and I can see the agitation all over his face as his eyes glower. Definitely not in the mood for sex. Besides, I am too tired. Going out has take

I cursed under my breath as a muffled sob threatened to escape out from my throat. Swallowing down the numbness of my heart, I averted my eyes on the person lying next to me. Bare chest, crooked eyebrows with a refreshing look, Blake was sleeping next me with his boxers only. He looked exceptionally refreshed as the people say, men look refreshing after releasing. I didn't even count how many times, he forced me to climax last night. Even though I begged him many times to let me go but he kept showing his stamina like a starved monster who would stop in nothing but claiming my body repeatedly.

As Louis and I were ready to hit the shower, Blake says he wants to get a couple more minutes of the treadmill in, so we head to the showers without him. Louis is absolutely drenched in sweat. His hair is matted and his face is dripping. His white shirt was soaked through and his skin and nipples are clearly showing. He looks great, like a model in front of my face. His abs are visible even through the shirt. I would love to see his abs again crunched while Blake rims him. His long hard dick would be dripping on those abs. I snap myself out of it. I'm too horny. Usually I blow a load every second day, so a 7 day load was making me really different

Although I longed for the slender body I had when those pictures were taken, I was still what I considered attractive. I turned to my favorite picture of Blake. He was in a pair of cutoff jeans with no shirt. He looked so sexy! My fingers slid over my wet lips. I was dripping now. My clit was begging for some attention and I slid my wet fingers around and over it. I was moaning and moving my hips. My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers.

I knew that he could hear the voice of the growing wood, and considering the fact that he could also read my mind, I knew that he was well aware of what I was making. I put my hand on his chest, pushing him back for a second, and he smirked, complying to what I wanted. I looked at the camera for a second before freezing it until it cracked. All the cameras that were in the room were frozen and broken, and Blake smirked at that before I glared at the door, sealing it with ice. It would be melting on my or Blake’s touch, until then, they can all rot in hell, Jaiden included. Blake’s eyes studied my expression as I stripped myself out of my clothes, standing in nude in front of him before I loo

Such mentally sick people. Kristen was about talking when Daniel entered the training ground, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him. Most of the female mobsters drooled at the sight of him. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and black leather pants, he was smoking hot. His exposed biceps weren't helping matters, as they added to his sexily fit body, making the females have wild thoughts. Kristen rolled her eyes. Daniel saw it but choose to ignore her. He had better things to do than calling the brat to order.

He was the one who begged me to be his fake girlfriend and barely two hours into this arrangement he is suddenly confessing things like he actually means them and somehow I am the problem. A laugh slips out of me before I can stop it because this fucking bastard, it really is a thing with the Blacks, being unbelievably dense. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Kade Black, you’ve got to—” I cut myself off when I notice him pulling his shirt off, revealing blacked out tattoos across his chest and just as I expected full sleeves inked down his right arm. His body is lean and defined in a way that becomes impossible to ignore once he is no longer fully dressed and for a second my brain comple