Anuel Shirtless Novels & Stories

I assured him. “I’m here at a souvenir shop. Will that be enough?” “Hmm, you have to tell me the color of your shirt so that he can recognize you right away,” I told him. “I am shirtless and just wearing a board short and a slipper. Black cap and black sunglass.” Did he have to include the fact that he was shirtless? I took a deep breath while trying not to imagine his overall appearance at the moment, but I could sense from his voice that he was handsome.

“Go!” I scoff incredulously at her, and she chuckles before shooting me a wink. “Goodnight, Maria,” I say and roll my eyes as I open the door. Nero looks up when I walk outside, and I am struck again at how handsome he is. Today he’s not wearing a suit, but dark jeans, a black leather jacket and a white t-shirt that pulls across his chest and thick biceps. His dark hair is all mussed up as if he’s been running his fingers through it all day, and his eyes… Gods, his eyes feel like a tide pulling me in.

Daniel and the gang were no exception to this situation. Daniel was dressed in dark blue shorts and nothing else, leaving his upper body bare much to some admiration from the females nearby which he ignored. A small frown appeared on his face as he noticed that Annabelle had run off to God knows where. She was the only one who was dressed in casual wear. She mumbled some words that he couldn’t understand and sped off to the direction of one of the huts, much to his confusion and Sharon’s glee. “Guy.” Jake laughed as he slung his arm around his friend. He wore dark red shorts and a red armband around his left arm “ You tried. You exceeded my expectations. Who knew this party will turn out

As she was sipping on the cappuccino with her tongue licking the spec of cream on the side of her lips, Noah arrived in front of her. He was not dressed in any flashy outfit but a simple sleeveless swear shirt and a pair of shorts. Shannon stared at him with blood shot eyes. She placed her cup down onto the saucer and tapped her long nails onto the table. “Are you seriously wearing… that?” She asked with disgust. It was humiliating for her to be seating with him like that. A crowd of whispers soon filled her ears, causing her even more embarrassment. “What’s wrong with this?” Noah questioned with a dumbstruck tone as he flexed his muscles to impress her.

They pulled off their boots and socks. Hank peeled his T-shirt off and tossed it aside. He had a working man's body -- not cut up like a weightlifter, but definitely in shape. Anna threw her tank top on the growing pile. She wore a tan sports bra, which she peeled off. Anna had better tits than her mom -- big, but very firm. Hank stood up and unbuckled his belt, leaving it in the loops as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Anna stood and watched, her pants undone, open, and unzipped, with her hand down the front.

“Oh, that is not fair Annie, why would such a specimen exist and not be available for me to enjoy.” “Hey, I didn’t take that for you, it’s for Angel.” She takes her phone from Jack and then places it in my hand, where I see an image that, frankly, takes my breath away. No human being has the right to be that attractive in casual clothes. He is wearing black jeans and a navy-blue polo shirt that shows off a pair of toned, muscular, arms that send my mind racing, imagining how strong he is and what it would be like to be held in them while still conscious.

ARRETT Xavier standing there shirtless shouldn’t be a big deal because we’ve all seen him without a shirt a thousand times. But right now with the context of what we’re about to do, it feels different. Nobody moves for what feels like a full minute. Then Nash stands up and pulls off his own shirt like he’s ripping off a band-aid. “Fuck it. We’re doing this.” Cole is still standing by the pool table looking like he’s reconsidering every life choice that led to this moment. “How does this even work? Do we just all—”

I felt someone's arms wrapping around my waist and removing the ladle off my hand. "You'll get burned, I will cook instead." Uno kissed my forehead and pushed me to the side gently. I just sat on one of the seats and watched his back muscles flexing as he cooked. He was topless, the only thing that he is wearing is probably his underwear and black sweatpants. I furrowed my brows. "Uno, why are you not wearing a shirt?" I asked. "Ah! I just thought that the conditioner on my shirt will also make you puke so I didn't bother." He laughed and didn't bother to glance at me.

, Alex grinned making Anjali cling to his body to absorb his warmth. " Hmmm! Mr. Hot chocolate . ", Anjali pressed his biceps and then started unbuttoning his shirt. " Let me help you ! ", Alex removed his shirt and then discarded his pants, now he is only in his boxers. Anjali gasped when she saw the bulge formed in his boxer, " What happened ? Are you scared ? ", Alex teased him. " Why it's so big ? ", Anjali complained and made a cute pout.