Christopher Cote Nude Novels & Stories

Then Chris stripped off his black coat, then the black cashmere sweater underneath, revealing a powerful, well-built upper body. Dominic sucked in a breath. “Have you been training harder lately? You were already built enough before. Did you really need to take it this far?” Just look at those pecs. Those arms. What was this, was he planning to compete for Mr. Universe? “Wait.” At first, Dominic didn’t notice anything strange. Then Chris lifted a hand and placed two long fingers just below his Adam’s apple. And then something horrifying happened. As Chris dragged his fingers downward, the skin across his chest slowly split open to either side.

“Why don’t we both remove our clothes from the waist up and we can explore each other’s bodies, finding out what we both like, where we like being touched, how we like being touched. What do you think of that?” “That sounds fun,” I say, sitting up. Cohen leans forward, pulling his shirt off. I’ve seen him without his clothes on before. Nudity isn’t something that is unusual in the werewolf world, unless you are one of the youngest daughters to my father and have three older brothers that snarl at anyone that even begins to look at you when you’re naked. So, I’ve seen Cohen naked, but I’m not sure he’s ever seen me naked and this close, I feel embarrassed. But he’s my mate and I want to do th

She had never liked this part; when she had to get undressed in front of DeAngelo and she would imagine that he wished she was someone else… Christopher's cock jumped when Ashleigh came out of her jeans, she, with her toasty brown skin and the black see-through nylon underwear that showed her hardened nipples. And when she was just down to panties and he could see that she was hairless and the slight impression of her slit, he could honestly wait no longer. He moved to the bed and she followed, about to reach behind herself to undo the bra but he stopped her hand. He didn't want her to remove the enticing material. The two of them knelt on the bed facing each other and Christopher ran his ha

Several bottles of liquor littered the floor. Christopher himself was standing before a huge canvas that had an incomplete drawing on it. His white singlet was soiled with paint and sweat and he held the brush tentatively. When he heard the door open, he turned sharply. I thought he was about to yell at me, but he didn’t. he just paused, staring at me as if I was a mystery.

Hit send. And that was that. Until thirty seconds later, when my screen lit up again. Dr. Stacy Cole: Beth… I’m fairly certain that’s not the screenshot you meant to send me. My stomach dropped. “What?” I whispered, blinking at the screen. I opened the message chain. There—clear as day—was a high-resolution nude. My nude. Not raunchy. Not pornographic. Just… artistic lighting. Soft curves. A bedroom mirror moment I’d snapped weeks ago on a day I felt unusually hot.

They all exchanged goodbyes before Christopher drove them back home. Celine went straight to her room because she was too tired to say anything else to Christopher. She freshened up quickly and then headed for bed. Celine was having the nicest dream when a knock on her door woke her up. “Ugh, who’s there?” she said. “It’s me,” Christopher replied, shocking Celine. “Christopher? What are you doing here at this time?” “Please open for me.” Celine slowly went to open the door for him. Christopher was standing there in only his sweatpants, shirtless. Celine’s sleep immediately went away when she laid her eyes on his rock-hard abs; she was tongue-tied.

Chris said and I opened my eyes immediately. Wait, that is it? Is this a joke? I know about that, I showed it to him. What is he talking about? Mateo and Veronica looked confused as well as me. "And my upper body was naked but very well detailed," he completed and my eyes widened immediately. "Oh, my God!" I shrieked out immediately. "You saw that?!" I could not contain the shock I felt in me. "Yeah, babe" Chris replied with a stupid grin on his face. My hands went up to cover my face instantly.

“We’re setting up a camera.” “What!” Christopher said and looked around him. A naked, long haired blonde hopped on the bed. “Hey you wanna make a movie?” she asked with a big smile as she gently shimmed her knockers at him. “Wooo,” Christopher eased out and looked back at the ceiling. As he urged his dick to calm down, he said, “You don’t have time for a movie. Cootie is ready to go.” “Aw,” she whined. “Try to buy us twenty minutes. I can be quick if put my mind to it,” Walter said.

“C-Cole..” “Mmm... You are so fûcking responsive, princess.” He sucked my wetness off his fingertips before he swiped those fingers on my nîpple, in the melted cream and then licked it off too. “I am going to have a feast.” With a wicked glint in his dark brown eyes that swirled like melted desire, he stood up and unbuttoned his shirt before shrugging it off, exposing his wide, bronze chest that I admired and looked at like a kid watching his favorite superhero come to life.

She would never truly love him! The door opened with a click. Christopher was wiping his hair dry with a towel. He was only wearing another towel hanging on his hips. His torso was naked, and Amelia could see drops of water trickling down his sculpted chest and into his Adonis' belt. He often worked out and maintained an excellent figure. Christopher's face turned cold when he saw that it was Amelia at the door. "What do you want?" Amelia stood stunned at the sight of him in this state. He just had a shower. It wasn't hard to guess what was coming next for him. There didn't seem to be any other sound coming from inside the room aside from running water from the washroom.