Dan Levy Shirtless Novels & Stories

He wasn’t shirtless like the others, and Vero felt disappointed by that. “She’s buying lemonade.” Lev took off his black sunglasses and tucked them into his shirt collar. Vero was startled when she realized Lev was looking at her coldly. Did she do something wrong?

Moreover, the reporter also showed his photos when he was with the executive manager, George Wellington, on various occasions, making the scandal inevitably visible in the eyes of the LA public. After shaving, Lean immediately stepped into his room to replace the towel wrapped around his waist with a pair of comfortable cotton shorts and a sleeveless shirt that would give his muscular brown arms perfectly exposed. His performance this morning is sure to invite a chorus of hungry beach women to the point of drooling. But Lean doesn't care, for him this holiday must be perfect and run smoothly as he wants.

Levon told his friend. "True, True, but you're the bigger jerk, come on Dylon, time to go down the creek." He pulled his shirt from his head and turned to find Bickerman, Carl, and Freddy walking towards them all shirtless. Louis got up and pulled his shirt off his head and Danny without any thought did the same but a loud gasp soon followed once he had taken his shirt off which made the boy conscious of his body. "Fuck!" Freddy gawked, moving closer to the boy.

“Whoa! What do you think you’re doing?” “Getting undressed.” “Pardon?” I sputter, glaring up at him. “What?” He questions coolly, gazing down at me bemused as if he’s not undressing right in front of me. “I sleep as God intended…butt naked.” I can almost feel my eyes bugging out of my head at his words. “No, no, no. You are NOT getting naked.” Devin grins cheekily and unfastens his zipper. “Devin, don’t you dare…” I gape at him, mouth ajar, utterly flabbergasted when he drops his black slacks and stands before me in a pair of black, tightly fit, Armani boxer shorts and his pale blue dress shirt, which he unbuttons, each one revealing smooth tan skin, robust chest and swoon-worthy cast-iron a

He chose the one with the gangly and pimple faced Grayson in his early teen years before he’d grown into his hotness. Amber carefully slipped the shirt over his head trying to avoid snagging the IV still in Leo’s forearm. Grayson worked on Leo’s bottom half. That’s when things got awkward for the billionaire when he realized Leo wore nothing beneath the sheet. G-Man slid the sweats up L-Dawg’s long legs which dangled off the stretcher and stop abruptly. That adorable blush creeped back into his cheeks. “Fuck Leo…I didn’t realize you were going commando.”

Levi. The glass dropped from my hand and landed softly on a nearby bench. I didn’t take my eyes off him as I stepped closer. “Levi?” I called gently. “Hey…what are you doing out here?” No answer. He didn’t move. Didn’t blink. I stared him up to down, he was shirtless, dressed like he was about to get into bed. He had to be freezing, because as covered as I was, I could feel the chill air creeping into my bones.

She looked effortless in the way she always did, like the sun arranged itself around her on purpose. The sun was in my eyes, but I would've recognized the second figure even in darkness. He wore only knee-length board shorts and sunglasses, a towel slung over one shoulder. No shirt. My eyes betrayed me immediately, and my breath caught. Muscled chest. Ridged stomach. Sharp lines disappearing beneath the waistband of his swim shorts, just enough detail to ruin my peace. "Rhea," Vanessa called brightly. "We came to join you." I wasn't looking at her. Darnell was holding my gaze and even through the dark lenses, I knew he was staring at me. It wasn't the first time I'd seen him shirtless.

"Are you feeling hot? I'll lower the temperature again." Lavina shook her head. "No, just take off our clothes!" The man was a little surprised. "You want us to be naked?" Lavina nodded her head. "If you don't want it, we can just take off the outerwear and leave the underwear." "Okay." Raveen still hadn't realized what Lavina really wanted. Finally Raveen took off his shirt. Showing off her athletic body. Made Lavina wanted Raveen even more. Lavina also took off her outer clothes, leaving behind a slightly transparent pink bra and panties.

If someone rings the bell or knocks I’ll fucking gut them! I throw open the door without even so much as a glance to first see who it is. A serial killer? Religious nut? In no way was I expecting to see Levi. He’s got his classic backwards hat, tonight it’s bright red with black trim. He’s got a black muscle shirt, showing off his sinfully delicious arms and of course, ripped blue jeans. Fucking hell did he step out of a music video? I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to see a cloud of smoke following him.

And that was that- "Morning," I gasped when Draven entered the room, shirtless, might I add, with only a grey sweat pants that hung way too loosely on his hips, revealing his v-line. "Sorry, you didn't respond when I knocked so I-anyways, can we talk?" I practically had to rip my eyes from his body and meet his intense gaze. "Talk about what?"