Deku Without A Shirt Novels & Stories

Amara was going crazy with all the things happening so suddenly. "You don't stand a chance my dear Amara." Ivan walked in without wearing a shirt revealing his tattooed mafia body. A dirk-evil smile was dancing on his lips. The crazy look on his face made Amara realize what type of mess she had gotten herself into. "Why can't I? She is another Celestine and I can take care of her." Amara did not want to give up.

The food in front of me looked delicious. “Everything ok, love?” Decker, rubbing his thick curls with a towel, came in front of me. My eyes widened, and I choked on the water, looking at his delicious chiseled body so tempting for me to moan his name. Should I eat him first, or should I listen to my grumbling stomach? Stop, stop yourself, Adele. I shook my head. “Umm, why are you not wearing clothes?” His hand stopped. “I am feeling hot.” he grappled his muscles to make me drool over him.

"Fuck, I wanna tear that sheer top off." "Slowly yet with pleasure." "Oh and those tiny as fuck shorts." "Slowly, it is." Deus smirked and twirled the gun on his middle finger. Venom crawled on my skin. I glared at him. Deus, was taking the revenge by embarrassing me this way. Without another thought, I took off the untied gown from my shoulders, revealing the pair of lace shorts and spaghetti strap tank top. I heard loud groans all over the place. Thankfully I always covered my scars with hundred layers of concealer, no matter if it was day or night. You can't take the risk you know.

Drugѕ or nоt, the longstanding bоnd between us is dеереr thаn anyone wіll еvеr undеrѕtаnd. Jеѕѕuр is wearing an еxреnѕіvе ріn-ѕtrіре ѕuіt. Thе man is rерulѕіvе. Hе’ѕ асtіng as іf іt’ѕ nоthіng tо discover hіѕ niece working the ѕtrееtѕ. It’s ludicrous tо think hе’ѕ bееn party to thіѕ, but it’s undеnіаblе nоw.

“But first is your boyfriend here?” As if on cue, Deacon came out of the bedroom, shirtless, holding a cup of tea like he wasn’t the most lethal man in the room. Tattoos across his chest. That sharp, dangerous smirk he wore like armor. He wasn’t but he looked like he could kill a shifter in their sleep. However he was just a human. shame. He looked at them. Then at me. Then back at them. “This the cousin infestation you warned me about?”

Jessica’s P.O.V I turned around to see Keagan. He had changed out of his gladiator outfit for the kids' birthday and was now in blank pants, eyes bloodshot with his shirt gaping open, revealing a glimpse of dark skin dusted with whorls of hair. He looked disheveled with his hair so tousled I could imagine him running his hand through it over and over as he paced the entire length of his study. To make things worse, there was a strong stench of alcohol on his breath.

those luscious, full lips asked, “are you going to let me see you?” My mouth was dry. I was scared out of my mind to turn on my camera. Out of my mind. Which was exactly what I had to be, because I was actually considering it. “I’m… um…” “If you tell me you’re not dressed, I’ll tell you right now, that’s not a problem for me,” DracoK4u grinned. I snorted. “Feeling’s mutual.” “I thought so. That’s why I’m not wearing a shirt,” he said, gesturing to his naked torso.

Luc unhooked the front clasp of her bra and laved at one nipple, while Deke tore off his shirt, sat back on his heels, and stared. “These have to come off.” He glared at the flesh-colored thong underwear she’d bought this morning so she’d have something sexy to wear. Before she could take hold of the waistband and peel them off, Deke grabbed one side. With hot male eyes in a face shouting that he was strung out on lust, he wrapped the wisp of fabric around his fist and pulled. A surprised gasp and a soft rip later, and Kimber was basically naked. Luc made basically a fact by pulling the blouse and bra down her shoulders, then sliding the skirt down her hips, to the floor.

“You can take the hoodie off if you want. It’s warm in here and it looks heavy.” Dex paused mid-bite. Then he rubbed the back of his neck slowly. “Yeah, probably. But I’m not wearing anything underneath it.” I blinked. “Nothing at all?” “Briefs,” he said with a small shrug. “No shirt though.” I cleared my throat and looked back down at my plate. “That’s fine. Not like I haven’t seen your chest before.” Dex smirked. Then in one smooth, unhurried motion he reached down and pulled the hoodie up and over his head.

she said to herself, a jab of loneliness stabbing at her heart. Three hours later, Zoey found herself in the courtyard, looking for Derek. What she found was half naked James sparring with his men. There he stood wearing nothing but a pair of loose shorts barely covering his thighs and a pair of sneakers, his hulky body on full display. He was shaking out his drenched hair, the beads of sweat trickling down his body slowly, almost as though they hated to leave him.