Absolutely Blake Nude Novels & Stories

I say only to be cut off by Blake. “There are mine laid all over the beach. It’ll be suicide going there. Come,” he pulls me up with him and I rub my eyes again. The film of black dust clears, and that is when I realize that Blake is naked. Naked. Oh, my Goddess.

Blake is beautiful. My nose wrinkles at that thought, but as much as I hate to admit it, Blake is hot and sexy, definitely not your regular teenager. I wonder what a guy his size even eats, horses? Suddenly Blake stops kicking the punching bag and instead starts taking off his pants. His chest is already exposed, thick and curvy, with dark hair running down from his navel to the hem of his Calvin Klein boxers. Those v-lines are pure physical achievement, suggestive enough to make my mouth water—holy hell, I bet people would pay real money to see this guy naked!

He kissed my forehead again, warm and sweet. "Will this be available here?" I asked, still feeling embarrassed. "Yeah, it is here," Blake said. "But for a different purpose." We both laughed at that. The small laugh made the tension in the room feel lighter for a second. Blake stood up completely. He was fully naked now. His butt cheeks looked so firm and pretty as he walked to the cabinet. His hard huge cock stood out in front, thick and heavy, pointing straight ahead. I gulped. I had said yes, but now I was wondering if I could really take all of that.

Blake was acting much more affectionate today than he ever had previously, pleasantly surprising me. He found a shady spot by a tree, pulled the blanket out of his backpack, and laid it out on the beach, which was more dirt and rocks than sand. I sat down on the blanket as he stripped himself of his clothes, leaving only his boxer briefs on as before. I had almost forgotten how jacked he was, his pecs prominent on his chest, atop what was really more of an eight-pack than a six-pack, but who could really count when taking in the fine piece of art that was Blake’s body? Goddess, he was hot. I watched the movement of his well-defined muscles as the sun’s rays reflected off his chest and should

Blake immediately stepped forward and stood in front of me, comforting me in a low and gentle tone. "Would you do it if I ask you to take off your clothes and let me take a photo of you right now?" I asked deliberately. Blake looked at me meaningfully. "What do you want to do with that?" "When you make me unhappy, I can sell it for money. I'm sure it can be sold for a good price." I couldn't help but smile when I thought that Blake's nude photo would be spread online.

I asked. "We'll escort you." "Oh… okay," I replied. Just as we were all about to start walking down the street, a wolf that was so dark brown it was practically black sprinted over, quickly shifting into Alpha Blake, also completely naked. And, holy shit, he was fucking hot. I mean, he was hot while he was dressed, but damn. I blushed, feeling my face burning red hot. I was gawking at my sister's friend's mate. I had to get a hold of myself.

~~THE NEXT DAY~~ Blake walked out of the hot shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. Water trickled down his hot and taut chest muscle down to his gorgeous eight pack muscles. His arms were big, strong and perfectly toned. His drenched hair was pulled backwards and he looked just too hot. Too hot that he could make a woman wet at the mere sight of his lascivious body and before she knows it, touching him would be one beautiful desire, one lustful desire. Riri was in for one hell of a ride.

I did not even need to attempt to sound breathless this time, my voice was breathless already, but not through want and desire like Blake, but through nerves… Blake’s face broke into a smile, and he did not telling twice as he was soon unfastening his jeans and dropping them to the floor along with his underwear. I did my best to avoid looking at his now naked body. This man was not mine, but I needed to keep this as realistic as I could. He had to believe I wanted him…

NIRVANA Knight Blackwell was only in a formal white shirt, sleeves rolled over his elbows, showing off those huge muscles and veins. He matched it with dark pants but clearly knew he could pull it off effortlessly. He was massive and taller up-closed, and he looked unbelievably attractive, not to mention his neat quiff cinnamon brown hair, full lips, straight nose, and the dark stubble covering his hard jawline made him look like he was ready to seal the billion-dollar deal for tonight.