Drake Bell Shirtless Novels & Stories

“Unless you’re afraid of losing control around a younger girl.” The effect was immediate. Something dangerous flashed through his eyes. Slowly, without breaking eye contact, Bellamy began unbuttoning his white shirt. My breath caught instantly. He tossed the soaked fabric aside before removing the rest of his clothes, revealing broad shoulders, sculpted abs, and dark tattoos curling along one powerful arm. Heat rushed violently through me.

“But thank god all of that was just to impress me. You were acting weird as shit.” Sarah stuck her tongue out at him. “Careful,” he teased. “I might bite that.” Immediately the tongue went back into her mouth, and he couldn’t stop grinning. God, sitting here and having a real talk with her was so much better than the last two dates. “Since we’re coming clean,” Drake said, tugging at his sweater vest. “This isn’t me. I’m a t-shirt and jeans kind of guy, and I cuss like a fucking sailor.” He tore the sweater vest off over his head and flung it into the ocean. “So I guess we both tried to be something we’re not.”

Ella tried to explain why she didn't inform him about this earlier but Drake already hung up the phone. Drake threw his phone onto the bed in frustration. Whomever of his worker called the cops was getting fired, it made him realise how much he despised humans before he fell in love one but unlike them she was brave and courageous at the same time naive and innocent. “How could people of same species be so different?” He thought to himself. Quickly grabbing his fresh cloths he removed his shirt from last night, showing his sinfully beautiful body with muscular chest and abs. He threw his blood soaked shirt from last night away and dressed up professionally.

A deep chuckle got Talia's attention. "Should I take this as, you enjoyed at the spa?" Talia lifted her head a bit to see Drake standing at the door of the closet. Drake was leaning on the doorframe lazily, wearing black pants that fit snuggly over his firm ass, and a light blue shirt with the top two buttons undone, giving her a glimpse of his toned chest. His icy blue eyes smiled at her and those few unruly raven-black strands that stood out of his otherwise perfectly groomed hair made him irresistible.

Especially when you have been holding it for such a long time. “What are you thinking?” He asked as he stood in front of me looking stunning in his black shirt that was tucked in neatly in the black slacks that he’s wearing that fit him just fine. The top two buttons of his shirt were left unbuttoned making him look more sexy than professional and I am fighting the urge to button it up because sexy Drake is mine, only mine. I felt his long slim index fingers on my chin as he interrupted my thoughts and makes me focus on him.

Maybe, I made it rain tar and people couldn’t breathe. Maybe, I somehow lite that world on fire. There was a gentle rap at the door and Drake came strolling in. He was dressed more casually in a pair of jeans and a V-neck tee shirt. She could make out muscles under his shirt. He went to cross to her, her heart sped up and time seemed to slow down. But, it wasn’t because he had entered the room.

, he said. "Give me some minutes to change and do the same also",he said and left. I quickly got up and changed into a big shirt and wore a pair of short. I climbed back on bed, sitting with my eyes closed. I heard the door opened and it was Drake, he just wore a black short and shirt that exposed off his chest a little bit. I bit my lips and looked away. This is not me, I thought within myself You like him,a part of me said. But I shook it off out of me.

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.

She closed the door and instantly slipped down her dress, walking just in here underwear right up to him. “Fuck…. ohh man! You are so gorgeous.” Drake started to unbutton his shirt as he removed his coat with one swift move. “I wonder how can your husband resist you. If I would have been your husband or even your step son, I would have gone crazy for such beauty.” He whispered in her ear as the lady bent a little, opening up his belt.

I tried on a grey embellished lace dress with set stones that had a straight neckline, an off shoulder bodice with short sleeves,Waist peplum detail and a fitted skirt but didn't like it at all. Drake gave me a pissed look after seeing the dress and dropped his eyes back to his phone. I know we he wouldn't like it either. The next on line was a black low V halter neckline gown. It had sleeveless bodice, fully open back, flow-length pleated satin skirt with side pocket.As usual Drake didn't like it. He didn't even look at me twice."It pretty but not that pretty. We will take it but try on more..." He stated arrogantly.It was already quarter past six and nothing seemed to pleased. I swear I a