Anthony Ramos Shirtless Novels & Stories

My hips jerked and my breathing turned ragged. Ramos lifted his head, eyes dark and yet completely knowing "You've never felt that before, have you?" It sounded like a question but he didn't need the answer. Tears of mortification burned hot behind my eyes and I just shook my head once. His smile was like that of a ghosts, barely there but beautiful. "Good." He stood on his knees, in seconds, he shrugged his shirt off, and his belt, trousers and briefs wasted no time following suit. In his most primal form, naked before me, he was feverishly devastating. The scars along his muscle looked like they were deliberately there to hot wire a girls brain.

His t-shirt had cute animated cats on it, making him look more adorable than ever. Meanwhile, Anthony was dressed in loungewear. His slacks were paired with a light gray shirt. It made him look simple yet elegant.

Anthony, who had seemed hesitant only moments before, ripped his shirt off in one swift motion. His body was just as ripped as Bastian’s, all hard muscle and dark tattoos trailing across a chest that glistened with sweat. He shucked his jeans, letting his rock-hard length spring free. Renee took in the sight, licking her lips. She climbed onto the bed and knelt, her hand immediately finding him. Her fingers gripped him tightly, stroking him slowly from base to tip. Anthony swallowed hard. “Are you sure we won’t regret this?”

After making her work for some time alone, he decided to help and Catty inwardly felt grateful for the help because she knew she wasn't gonna be able to finish on time unless she got help but of course she wasn't gonna say that to him. Ramon joined her in working and they both worked in utter silence as no one was willing to say a word to each other. It was important they finish the whole thing before the briefing which would be happening the next day… They both worked for an hour without saying a word to each other when Ramon decided to do the unthinkable and began taking off his shirt right in front of her and she was greeted with a beautiful view of his abs… “What do you think you're doin

Antonio felt more relaxed now that the weird nervous atmosphere wasn't surrounding them anymore . " Okay !.......Slowly.....take your arm out . " said Antonio helping him change his shirt . After he took off the shirt Antonio prepared the new cleaned shirt for him . ".......Are you being serious ? " asked Damian when he saw the shirt . " What's wrong ? " asked Antonio . " You do realize this is considered a big size of kid's pajamas , right ? " said Sdamian with a serious tone . " They have the image of Red from the Angry Birds movie . " said Antonio seriously .

'Been hard for you since day one,' he growled, carrying her to the bed. He dropped her onto the sheets, looming over her. 'That dress today? Nearly lost it watching you bend for that book.' She laughed, low and throaty, tugging at his tie. 'Knew you were looking. Now show me what you'd do.' Alejandro shrugged off his jacket, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a chest sculpted from discipline and danger, tattoos snaking over pecs and abs, scars from knives or bullets adding to his allure. Ramona's hands roamed, nails scraping lightly. He kicked off his shoes, pants following, until he stood in black boxers, cock straining the fabric.

# “Boy.” Ramsay looked away from Ani a small distance away who was sharing her shift with him that day. He was always worried about the small number of clothes his best friend wore, and the revealing shorts and crop tops that were the only things she seemed to own. So, Ramsay tried to look out for her when she walked around the bar full of drunk Vipers like this. Ani, of course, only hated him for that, but he didn’t care much. “Yeah,” Ramsay murmured, facing his father now.

“I wonder if you’ve improved at all.” “Enough talk,” Damon replied, already reaching for the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head in one fluid motion, tossing it aside. His torso was lean but muscular, marked with a few scars from previous battles. I’d seen him shirtless plenty of times over the years, but it was still an impressive sight. Not to be outdone, Andrei removed his shirt as well, letting it drop to the ground at his feet. My mouth went dry as, unbidden, thoughts of seeing him completely nude with his cock inside of me just days ago flitted through my mind.

"A little paint that never reached the canvas." Rosie's cheeks heated up, a blush coating her features. "I should take a shower." When she spoke, her voice came out in a shaky whisper. Unconsciously, Anthony's eyes roamed over her body before a blush crept onto his cheeks. He diverted his gaze to the ground, shaking his head sheepishly. Anthony let go of the piece of hair. "Of course. You have my number, right? Call me if you need any help with Tamara. She won't be much fun in the morning."

] The livestream’s comments started a direct battle of curses. Aurora walked into the tent. But after going in, she saw Damon who was changing his clothes. Damon was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt. Not a single button was fastened. It was open like that.