Asher Angel Shirtless Novels & Stories

She wore a large oversized shirt as well, the color of black. “This isn’t mine,” she answered. Terry walked into the house soaking wet and shirtless. “That is mine,” he responded, pointing to Ashley. I stared. There were more questions. Why was Ashley wearing his shirt? Ashley looked horrified as she started braiding her long dirty blond hair in efforts to keep it from getting more tangles. Her braid stopped at her lower back.

Angela asked excitedly, her enthusiasm making Ashleigh smile shyly. “I’m Ashleigh Hartman. It’s nice to meet you too,” Ashleigh responded timidly. Angela moved closer, allowing Ashleigh to get a better look at her. Angela wore a cropped cotton sweater, a skirt, and flat shoes, with her maroon hair pulled back in a ponytail. An ID card hung around her neck, and a customized school pin adorned her sweater. “You don’t have to be afraid. Unlike Cassidy here, I don’t bite... unless you want me to,” Angela said with a wink, causing Ashleigh to gasp slightly. Angela’s playful remark elicited a laugh from her.

Alpha Asher's voice was rough and commanding, "My men will be going around the room to help with your techniques." "Lola." His deep voice pulled me from my explicit thoughts. Mason gave me a sympathetic look, while Breyona smirked. I walked over to Alpha Asher, my heart thumping in my chest. My heart nearly stopped entirely when Chelsea twitched up to Alpha Asher. She was wearing a sports bra that must've been four sizes too small. Her bre*sts were nearly popping out of the low cut tank top she wore. Her shorts were hiked up so high the bottoms of her b*tt cheeks poked out.

Everyday you come into work looking like a model 🤮 Alanna🥺 Thank you? Nikolai‼️ I wanna show off too 😔 Alanna🥺 You can wear anything you want tonight! You, Asher, and Wilder Asher🗿 I'm going shirtless then 😏 Mr. Carson Mr. Pierce please don't Wilder✨ Haha can't show off your imaginary abs 😝 Asher🗿 Well I'm sorry wilder that we're all not like you 😑

“Are we allowed to shift during this fight or do we stay in human forms only?” He gave me a look like I was certifiably insane. “I really don’t think you want to fight against Thor. But if you shift, so will I.” ‘Oh, we’re shifting alright! I want to see what Thor looks like.’ Aerona says prancing around in my head as if she had just been given the winning lottery ticket. “That’s fair.” I say to Asher and Aerona both. Asher makes it to his side of the circle and takes his shirt off. I can’t help but to watch his muscles as they move and flex on his arms and abs throughout the process. Goddess he’s sexy.

Ash hoped it sucked big time. The first few invites, Ash had declined. She'd sworn off men. Her track record was shit. Angel kept bugging her and she finally gave in. Ash agreed to meet Angel at the clubhouse for the Saturday night party. She wasn't letting Dragon run her off from her sister or family. Ash put on a tight black mini skirt and an off the shoulder deep purple top. She paired it with black strapped heels and some silver bracelets. She went lightly on her makeup going with neutral colors.

I freeze, unable to look away from how the black button-down shirt and the black slacks look perfect on him, they complement his powerful stature. He must sense me staring because he turns and catches me ogling his body. “Alexa.” He says calmly. I sigh and against my better judgement, walk to him. “Beta.” I say in greeting. “Do you always stare at people like that?” “Forgive me, you look…neat today.” I say lamely. Neat? Seriously, Alexa? My embarrassment dies an instant death when his eyes slowly take in the tight black top and the jean trousers that hug my legs. Asher’s eyes take their time to explore how my chest strains against the black top and how the jeans reveal curves I hide under sw

As they reached the end of the carpet they raised their heads as they heard someone clap his hands and Ash jaw hung open as he finally saw his incredible boyfriend, sitting on a chair that looks like a throne with all his protruding self. Alexander was wearing a purple and very thin shirt where all of his buttons were open, giving him a fantastic view of his smooth and evenly tanned skin. His whole face was covered with makeup and glitter while his hair was spiked up with a silver lining of glitter. His hands were filled with different rings with big jewels while his lower half was only covered with very short and tight black shorts. Ash blushed at his slutty outfit, Alexander was almost nak

I opened the fridge, pulled out a bottle of water, and poured a glass, letting it slide down my throat. I set the glass down, looking outside the window even though it was still dark and I couldn't see anything. I thought I was alone, then a movement in the doorway made me freeze. Asher stood in the doorway, shirtless, his hair ruffled. Even in the dim light, he looked impossibly effortless, handsome and breathtaking, I looked down at his chest, hard-toned muscles. “Morning,” he said smiling, after catching me drooling over him. “Morning boss,” I whispered back, turning back to the counter. I suddenly became aware of the oversized shirt I was wearing, the way it barely covered my ass. Don’t

We arrive at the venue right on time, I have the gift tickets printed out in an envelope and we are dressed in matching dress shirts and chinos. Ashton is wearing a maroon colored shirt and I’m wearing an olive colored one, same model. And we both have black chinos. Ashton’s hear is a hot mess, we still haven’t had the time to cut it. I like it though, he’s hot as fuck with a messy look like this. Bed head but more stylish.