Jeremy Diamond Shirtless Novels & Stories

“Sandra, if you forgot the key again—” Another knock. I sit up, stretching lazily. “You better be holding pizza, woman, or else—" I shuffle to the door, scratching my head as I pull it open. “Hm?” My head tilts, jaw dropping in awe. Jeremy stands in front of me, shirtless. Black pants hang low on his hips. A red rose is clenched between his lips like he just walked out of a ridiculously dramatic romance movie. His hair is gelled back, showcasing his perfectly chiseled face.

“What…?” “You may want to get another shirt before you get out of the water, unless you don’t mind showing everything off to all the people watching.” I see a small flash of something in his eyes as he says it, but it comes and goes so quick I thought I imagined it. I look down at myself and my eyes pop, there was barely anything left of my shirt, I was basically skinny dipping with Damien. My cheeks flushed red and said, “That was my only shirt.” Trying to figure my way out of this mess.

“Everything except the diamonds." The red silk pools at my feet and I step out of my heels. I’m not wearing a bra or panties. I knew they’d only get in our way. I’m standing naked in the dim light, wearing nothing but a fortune in diamonds. Dominik stares at me. He looks like he wants to fall to his knees and pray to me. "Beautiful," he whispers. "Fucking perfect." He doesn't undress. He keeps his shoes on, his slacks, the blood-spattered shirt. He wants the contrast. He pushes me back onto the velvet bench.

Lucifer smirks. I pretend to think about it. “No.” Hell no, in fact. He shrugs. “Suit yourself.” The demon begins taking off his jacket and laying it on the desk. He then unclasps his cuff links and rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows. “What are you doing?” I ask as I realize he’s undressing.

"Please don't tell them it's me. I don't want to go through the situation you are going through, I already have someone who says it's me in the picture and wants to blackmail me." "I won't, don't worry, but they seem willing to find out. If they ask you, just yes it's not you." Jared looked very serious, like he didn't feel anything, so I tried to talk to him a little. "Aren't you mad about what happened?" "Yes, but at least, you can't see my whole penis. I see you changed your dress and hairstyle quite a bit." "It touched me, since no one was going to leave well enough alone if they saw that I looked like the one in the picture."

Raymond leans agains the dresser. “I have a drawer full of choices,” Jay lays back on the pillows. “Why do you all have her clothes?” Jeremy asks annoyed again. “I have drawers for them too,” I tell him taking another doughnut. Jeremy looks uncomfortable. “Told you dude, we are a unit,” Justin says again. “Are you going to get up and get ready for school?” I ask. “Sure,” Justin stands up and the front of his shorts are a tent. Raymond stifles a laugh and Jeremy looks at it like it’s the May Pole on May Day.

As I stared down at the glimmering diamond ring, I could only think about how ironic this entire thing was. "You have a horrible memory, Dean. This ring is filthy." I walked over and grabbed the ring. Dean grinned with glee, foolishly assuming that I'd changed my mind. "Eve, you..." However, his face soon went stiff, frozen in place. I raised my hand and threw the priceless diamond ring down to the patch of grass at the bottom of the building. Tears welled up in his eyes as he gazed down in dejection, clinging to the railing.

Maybe the hotel staff thought it was her. She turned back to look for him but he was gone. Okay. Something was seriously out of place here. First Nicky had sent her this hotel's address, then the little girls handing her roses now this. What was going on. Mellisa didn't have to think to long before she saw Jeremy walking towards her. He was wearing blue jeans and a tight-fitting shirt which hugged his body and presented his muscles. He looked so good. He was far from the suit and tie he normally wore.

we needed our numbers to be high and could use some extra muscle. after a long morning of just trying to get everyone settled in and plans set for tomorrow, I decided to let my brothers and the Bransons finish with getting everything we needed. I was exhausted and just wanted to relax and maybe take a nap. after getting Jane settled for a nap, i took a long relaxing shower. I took an everything shower. I even shaved my legs. after getting dried off and putting on lotions, I decided to raid Alexander's t-shirts. I pick out one of his favorite black shirts. it was soft and very comfortable. of course, it was like a dress on me. I slipped into his shirt and a pair of black panties. I heard Alex

"Hmph. Useless, lazy, and still no baby after all these years. But taking million-dollar gifts? That you're good at," my mother-in-law, Victoria Grant, said this with her lips puckered as if she'd caught a foul smell. Lucas Reed—my husband—had just slid a five-carat diamond ring onto my finger when she cut in. A strange chill ran through me. My hand, whole and unbroken, rested in front of me as if nothing had ever happened.