Eddie Redmayne Shirtless Novels & Stories

Nadia was ready to lay down her argument as soon as she stepped in but couldn't when she caught sight of a shirtless Russell. Her lips parted as she tried to find words, unable to take her olive green eyes off the fine build of them. The temptation was back. His jacket still being on him didn't help one bit, as his white dress shirt was nowhere to be seen. Nothing about the sleeves of his jacket being rolled up, exposing his arms, and his suit pants being loosely put on him made this situation any better. Was this how easily he could make her drool from both her mouth and... That devil!

"What's that?" He asks. "Hopefully, someone dropping a heavy pan. But that sounds too wishful, so let's get out of here. Leave him; a night in jail ought to wake him up." I say when Edward moves towards Vincent’s body. “Is my shirt okay? I heard it tear.” I ask as I spin. “It’s fine; the fabric is just stretched.” “Ugh, of course it is! Come, there is a taxi heading over here; let’s go to the club!”

Chapter 9 (Mandy’s POV) Looking Malcolm getting nervous was almost better than looking at him in his sexy outfit. The red shirt he had on looked amazing on him and the fact that it went amazing with my dress as if we made arrangements was just a plus. Even if I wanted to I could not over look the fact he looked like a model for a book cover. The first two buttons on his shirt were undone and the tie was a little loose around his neck. A few dark striped from his tattoo were peaking out at the top and the fact that the shirt stuck to him like a second skin all the muscles were easily visible as well.

" Regarding work." Edward nodded and looked at me. " Have your dinner printsessa. And then you are straight going to our room, yeah?" I nodded, and he left with Alex leaving me to have dinner. After seeing El, I wasn't in the mood to eat, but I was way too hungry to have nothing. So I just had something. And went to the room. I was feeling so tired, so I had a shower and changed into pink shorts as I couldn't find anything better. I just got out of the bathroom when I saw Edward in the room taking off his shirt. His abs and perfectly combined tattoos were showing out. He looked at me, and it seemed like he was in some kind of trance.

there were shirtless boys walking around everywhere. "Time to lose girls" Dylan's voice dripped from behind as he wrapped his arms around our shoulders. If he's playing nice I don't mind at all being nice to him. Vess took her clothes off only remaining in her bathing suit. She is in light pink, looking like a model while Dylan removed his T-shirt. His body was also that built but Nothing is in front of Cole's. Shutup. I hissed. Damn! My inner voice.

Returning the smile the bartender added a small wink and moved to serve another customer. From the opposite end of the cart that held the bar, the door slid open and Maya turned her focus to the sound. Reid walked in, in all his might, with his older brother in toe. Immediately Maya's core heated, soaking the lace number she had on under her jeans. Reid was clad in black sweatpants that's sat loosely on his hips, tracing the length of his long toned legs. His grey HERA sleeveless shirt revealed his strong chiseled arms. If his wet hair hadn't grown out and casually rested on his forehead, Maya would've been able to keep the naughty thoughts out of her head but with the almighty Zeus standing

“If you’re really willing to do it, then yes. Please be our male model.” “I could do it,” Edwin said with a curt nod. My eyes widened slightly as I watched him turn on his heel and disappear behind the privacy screen to change back into his regular clothes. “Just like that?” I breathed. “I could pay you…” I heard Edwin scoff from behind the screen. A moment later, I saw his suit jacket toss over the top of the screen, followed by the unmistakable form of his shirtless silhouette showing through the thin plastic. “Why are you always trying to pay me back for things?” he asked, utterly unaware of the heated look I was giving him through the screen.

Alex stroked her hair. “No, no I’m alright,” Eddie shook her head, then she flushed crimson. She was still naked under these blankets, Alex was fully clothed. He wore a navy collared shirt that complemented his pale skin, blue eyes, and golden hair. He had on tan slacks and brown shoes. “Wait, can you leave for a moment? I want to get dressed.” “Ah, why don’t you eat first” “Eat now? I-I-” Eddie clutched the bedsheets around her tight.

The suit's fabric embraced his form with precision, sculpting his frame in a way that conveyed strength and elegance in equal measure. The darkness of his attire was punctuated by a bold statement: a deep red shirt that accentuated his confidence. The top buttons of the shirt remained undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his tattooed chest. The inked patterns danced across his skin, a testament to a hidden side of him that few were privy to witness. The intricate designs told stories of his past, a tapestry of experiences woven into the very fabric of his being.

I am so going to beat him this time ,you Maxwell just pray you didn't come in front of me soon otherwise this is going to be your last day. i am in a extra-large grey men's shirt and it won't take a genius to know whose shirt is this! With white shorts ,he changed my pants too ,I am back to taking deep breaths to control myself no wonder I felt so free to move around but what I dread the most is ,I hold my shirt forward to look inside confirming my doubt , I don't have a bra on... That's it I can't take this shit anymore