Denki Kaminari Shirtless Novels & Stories

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.

Aleksander sent a photo. God. I knew I shouldn’t click it. My brain screamed don’t, but my thumb didn’t listen. The screen flashed to life—and just like that, my entire nervous system short-circuited. He was shirtless. Not the casual I just woke up kind of shirtless, no—this was calculated. The kind of picture men send when they know exactly what they’re doing. His body was all lean muscle and golden tone, the kind that made you forget how to breathe. His shoulders were broad, tapering down to a sculpted chest dusted with just enough hair to look maddeningly real. A chain rested against his collarbone, glinting under the soft light. His hair was tousled, damp like he’d just stepped out of th

But she didn’t even realize he was shirtless until they entered the kitchen. That scene made her forget about what she was going to say in her defense. This was the last thing she was expecting to see, Adonis standing in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a pair of skinny leg jeans and no shirt. He has an exquisite slender muscular physique. Adonis's body has very manly cuts with a nice long torso. He has really nice arms and shoulders. Adonis was standing at the counter with his back to Safira. Adonis's hair is still partially damp from the shower.

he stated. "Wait you expect me to wear this? I can't wear this" Ariana complained. Zach opened his closet and brought out a cotton white shirt. "Put on whatever that is and wear this" he gave her the shirt. Ariana entered the bathroom and she changed. She wore the black lingerie before putting on the cotton shirt which is knee high. She walked out of the bathroom with her wet hair. Ariana felt awkward cause the shirt she had on is kinda too transparent and it's revealing most of her body.

I replied stunned. -BACK TO PRESENT TIME- Shit this mini Versace shirt dress is uber short, it’s white, gold & black and very cute. But it looks like I’m just wearing one of his buttonup shirts and it barely reaches mid-thigh to cover my goodies. And these lace crotchless undies he insisted I wear ain’t helping, ugh. He’s wearing a gold short-sleeved buttonup shirt that’s open, white tank and black cargo shorts.

Tit for tat was a fair game , so I wasn't committing an offence anyway,she also stared at mine last night so. "There you go,sir" she said distancing herself away from me. My arms hurt,I needed a shower real bad but also a shirt , what would people think if they saw me coming shirtless from my secretary's room? "Millers,I need a shirt," I said not even sparing her a glance. " Um...I think I have one but it's too small," she said rummaging through her bag, when she finally removed a black shirt with the inscription,'I've got ass'

I don’t want to look! “Aww, look at the boys go!” “Go Levi!” God—I don’t want to look! I don’t want to look! But I couldn’t help myself. I peeked through my fingers and slapped my hand to my forehead at what I saw. They were both shirtless, with red bandanas tied around their necks, matching red pajama pants, and a speaker blaring in the corner of the kitchen. They were dancing along to the music—both of them having the time of their lives. Levi was laughing, clearly enjoying every second of it.

To lend credibility to my words, I wrapped both arms around the blonde, who hesitantly returned the gesture. I finally broke away from him. So I could scrutinize him, because he was dressed pretty summery. He was wearing black shorts that covered his knees completely and were quite loose fitting, along with a black T-shirt that said ENERGIE . Whatever that meant, I couldn't make sense of it. In any case, the outfit suited him perfectly. A pair of sunglasses was also hooked to his shirt.

The walls were too thick to give me anything but the occasional low murmur of his voice and, on one or two occasions, something that might have been a sound I could categorize as a moan for all I care. When the door finally opened, Camille came out, fixing her hair, smiling. A private, satisfied, 'just-for-her' smile. "Goodnight, Nadia," she said sweetly, and let herself out. I sat there hating the heat that crawled up my neck, because I had no right to it. Then Jeremy came out of the bedroom, shirtless. Of course. Because why would God let me keep one working organ? He wore only dark joggers hanging low on his hips, the waistband loose enough to hint at things I didn't have any business ack

Her other breast begged for justice as he brought it out and placed his mouth on it and his other hand massaging her other bud. Celestine closed her eyes and threw her head backwards, sweet soft moans left her mouth. Damien left her breast and kissed her hot lips again. He stopped suddenly and looked down at the panting little kitten under him. He removed his shirt and threw it away. His toned body was before Celestine's eyes. Something she had never noticed before. His sexy abs were before her and she was mentally counting them. His chest was broad and hard so were his muscles, there was no doubt that he worked out a lot. His muscles weren't to be exaggerated but they were just the perfect