Genya Shirtless Novels & Stories

I assured him. “I’m here at a souvenir shop. Will that be enough?” “Hmm, you have to tell me the color of your shirt so that he can recognize you right away,” I told him. “I am shirtless and just wearing a board short and a slipper. Black cap and black sunglass.” Did he have to include the fact that he was shirtless? I took a deep breath while trying not to imagine his overall appearance at the moment, but I could sense from his voice that he was handsome.

Completely naked. What the hell?

I couldn’t help but find him and the whole situation sexy. Ryu was wearing a sleeveless white shirt which left his arm muscles exposed. The more he moved, the more they coiled and flexed beautifully. Like a work of art. The vein lines were visible and his arms have never been so attractive to me before. I could just picture him pinning me down with them and having his way with me. Not to forget the fact that the shirt did nothing to hide his abs. In fact, they were accentuated for I could see all the lines and ridges of his muscular chest. Even the big pecs. And then those strong jean clad thighs… oh lord...

My night was already going completely south. I walked back into the living room, only to freeze in my tracks. Gerard was walking out of our small laundry room, his soaked brown shirt entirely gone. I was met with the full, unfiltered sight of his shirtless frame—broad, muscular shoulders, a deeply defined chest, and a trace of dark hair trailing down into his waistband. “What the fuck?” I snapped, my eyes traveling over him before I could stop myself. “You can't just walk around our apartment like that.”

I had barely gotten in through the door of the mall when he sent me a gif of Wayne and Garth from Wayne's World, bowing, and captioned "We're Not Worthy!" Asshole. But I was kind of getting arrogant enough to say into the thin air, "Damn straight you ain't." The shirt I ended up buying was a pretty dope cloud pattern of sky blue and white. The only place the Crayola factory had thrown up on it were the insides of the collar and cuffs.

She wished that she could tell him about it, but knew that to do so would be a disaster. “I picked the right dress for the evening, didn't I?” he chuckled, the hand in the small of her back applying some more intimate pressure as he whirled her around. He was referring to her braless state, of course, as well as the figure-hugging nature of the gown. Genie had given in to his request to wear the dress, despite knowing that it would be extra tight and that the off-the-shoulder and daringly low neckline would mean she'd be half-naked underneath it.

* he asked *yes, I had to, it was my first day at work since the accident. They asked me where you were, but I said you're not feeling well and you're in bed. If they should ask you tomorrow* she grinned at him, Genzo also knew that if he just missed training like that, there would be a lot of trouble, after all he was paid by the club to train and play Keyla got up and put on a Genzo T-shirt, which was way too big for her, but at least she didn't have to wear pants. Genzo also just put on his shorts before they both went into the kitchen.

While loosening the tie around his neck. "Tonight you sleep with me, okay? Last night you slept with Bianca. You have to remember. "You have two wives," said Yuna, in a voice that was so soft and seductive. Not only that, she also rubbed hers against Gerald's thigh. Which is now his seat. And also, to tease Gerald, Yuna deliberately didn't wear underwear. Only a satin mini dress now covered her tiny body. Gerald growled. Trying to hold back the fire of desire that was starting to rise to the top of his head.

"I'm serious Gianna! I feel so selfish for just going on and continuing life right now without him. If I were the one missing, Jack would reign hell on all of California trying to find me. He wouldn't be able to do anything until I was back with him. I just feel like I need to do the same." I say truthfully as I remove my pink y2k shirt from my shelf along with a denim skirt to go with it. Gianna begins to line her lips with her brown lip pencil before releasing a heavy sigh as she stops to look directly at the camera.

And suddenly every sound around me seemed much farther away than before. She was wearing light blue jeans and a white crop top that showed a small strip of skin above the waistband. The shirt had bright pink lettering across the front. I'M NOT LAZY. I'M ON ENERGY SAVING MODE. Silvio snorted immediately, "That's the most Gianna shirt I've ever seen." Gianna rolled her eyes, "I bought it for finals week." A tiny smile appeared on her face, it disappeared almost immediately then Jewel walked in behind her.