Ezra Miller Shirtless Novels & Stories

I read the name repeatedly, struggling to believe that I had just sent my explicit photos to Everett's father. Me: OMG, I am deeply sorry, Mr. Williams. I intended to send those to someone else. Please do not inform my dad about this! I am mortified. I pulled the covers over my head, trying to hide from the overwhelming embarrassment. My cheeks felt like they were on fire; my heart racing even faster than before. Mr. Williams: Don't be ashamed, Mila. You are exceptionally alluring. I widened my eyes at his response, my heart racing with desire for a brief moment. Mr. Williams was almost as old as my father, but his attractiveness had always been undeniable. Ada and I had a huge crush on him

Diana smiled and entered inside her house. ____________________ Millers mansion Ezra came back and entered inside the house,The maid greeted him and he smiled back as usual. Ezra family is one of the richest family. His father owns most of the hotel , restaurant and park in Las Vegas plus in other country . Ezra went straight to his room and freshen up before the maid informed him that Dinner is ready . Ezra came down to the dinning room wearing only joggers and no shirt like usual. He sat down in one of the table with his usual expression . The maid served his food and bowed In respect .

ARRETT Xavier standing there shirtless shouldn’t be a big deal because we’ve all seen him without a shirt a thousand times. But right now with the context of what we’re about to do, it feels different. Nobody moves for what feels like a full minute. Then Nash stands up and pulls off his own shirt like he’s ripping off a band-aid. “Fuck it. We’re doing this.” Cole is still standing by the pool table looking like he’s reconsidering every life choice that led to this moment. “How does this even work? Do we just all—”

Maybe I should have fun, I pondered. 'Don't you dare.' Ash reassured me. 'Show him what you want. Show him he is not wrong, and that you need his help in learning.' My wolf added. The nerves lingered, as Ezra's eyes studied me with intrigue. I don't know if he knew what to say. Was he worried we were rushing? He knew I was inexperienced, he had said that earlier, saying he did not want to scare me... I swallowed heavily, trying to find some courage from somewhere, as I knew my wolf was right. I raised my brow at him, before edging myself off the countertop, and doing just as he had mentioned, slipping off my trousers, and kicking off my shoes. I met Ezra’s gaze, and I could see the surprise

“I’m sorry—for leaving, for not calling, for not coming back sooner, for not looking for you when I finally did.” “Look, let’s be real—” “Amelia.” He stepped in, catching the flush on her cheeks, the tension in her posture. “You’re shaking. Did something happen?” “Nothing happened. Okay? Look…” Millie stared at him momentarily, then said, “Take off your shirt.” “What?” “You heard me.” Aidan grabbed the bottom of his white shirt, pulled it over his head, and dropped it to the floor. Millie’s eyes moved over him—his abs, chest, the inked skin she knew well, muscles tense, jeans riding low on his hips.

" Sarah yelled Ezra gritted his teeth, pulled the pillows over his head, and began unbuttoning his shirt. "What.. are you… doing?" Sarah got up. Ezra ignored her and went on unbuttoning his shirt before taking it off. Sarah's heart began beating at the sight of the six-pack. She could not help but stare. How he had a six-pack when he was confined to a wheelchair caught her interest. "I swear if you keep salivating over me or worse, touching me, I will file a sexual lawsuit against you," Ezra warned, turning his head to face Sarah.

Cole would be easily spotted if he came around now. After much thought, Mila climbed onto the bed. She pulled back Nathan's blanket and unbuttoned his shirt nervously. "I'm sorry, Nate. Your clothes are soaking wet. I'll have to take them off, or you're going to catch a cold again. I hope you don't mind. I don't mean anything else," Mila murmured to calm her nerves. Nathan's strong, sturdy chest was laid bare. His skin was healthy and flawlessly muscled and toned. Every inch of his muscle was incredibly seductive.

This might very well be fake advertising. Still, thanks to her curiosity, Millie gave Isabella the five thousand dollars. Soon, she received the uncensored version. Sure enough, it was fake advertising! Pierce's strong upper body was exposed to the air. Drops of sweat were rolling down his muscles, and his Adam's apple was well-defined. However, he was wearing pants that covered the lower half of his body!

“Are you going out dressed in that?” I look down and feel my cheeks burn crimson red. I had found a plain black button-up shirt in Ezra's closet, it hangs modestly all the way to my knees. I had nothing to wear, not after my dress was torn in two by Ezra last night, and certainly not when my panties were soaked through and through.

I take my things upstairs with Max on my shoulders. I take a shower and go down for dinner after unpacking my things. During dinner I hear the front door closer and my heart begins to beat faster than usual, I see Mr. Miller hold a brief case, he shrugs off his coat and hang it on the rack. His hair looks messy like his been passing his hands through it alot of times. The first two bottons on his shirt has been undone and I see his defined chest which I was to lick. Fuck, he looks like a Greek god.