Kit Connor Muscles Novels & Stories

I think what it really is, is that he felt exposed and at the mercy of the hitman, and he never wants to feel that way again. Anyway, he’s got some kind of a macho stick up his butt about it, so he dragooned Johnny into being his Mr. Miyagi. Every night Connor’s in Manhattan, he makes Johnny teach him a bunch of ninjutsu and Special Forces stuff. I’m not kidding. We’re talking hand-to-hand combat, guns, knives. There’s a private, sound-proofed gun range two floors down where they shoot pistols and assault rifles. In the Olympic-sized pool next to the gun range, Connor got certified in scuba. Just in case. It’s like he’s expecting he’ll have to invade a small, third-world nation at some point

It brings a smile to my face. “You’re so beautiful,” he says. “I’m Connor by the way and you are?” “Kenna. Nice to meet you Connor.” He places an arm around my waist, resting his palm on the lower part of my back as I step in closer to him, our hips perfectly aligned. I can feel the muscular body of his under his button down shirt as my chest presses up against this rock hard body.

Connor pulls away from me and I miss his touch, his scent and that smile he gave me a few seconds ago. He stands a few feet from me; I use the pillar of concrete as my support to try to stand. I barely make it past two seconds before my legs start to shake and I’m about to fall back to the dirt when large muscular hands pull me off the ground. “I don’t think I can stand” He laughs. A full blown laugh that rocks my insides and washes away the trauma. Connor Kincaid laughs. “Yeah I got that, baby. Let’s get you out of here first. Hold tight”

“Alright. How about we take this to Priest’s garage and see what’s in it. Connor nods his head. “Sounds good.” Finding her composure, Santana sits forward in her seat and asks, “Who’s Priest? And where are we going?” Connor’s eyes widen comically as he gazes intently into my eyes, but Santana isn’t done talking. “Where did you learn how to fight like that?” I lick my lips, trying to come up with a plausible excuse, but before I can say anything, Connor interjects. “Declan was a Marine, remember? He knows all kinds of ninja moves.” My eyebrows lift with surprise at my brother’s blatant cover-up. I definitely didn’t expect him to come to my defense, considering how pissed off he has been with

Connie’s voice reminded one of a deep icy abyss, making others shiver when they heard it. Immediately after, she burst into action. Her slender hand carried the force of thunder and struck Fennel on the chest! Even an uninitiated layman could see that this palm strike contained an overwhelming power! Everyone believed that with this attack, the guy who seriously injured Venom before would definitely die! The corner of Venom’s mouth also carried a sneer. Since Connie had made a move, the outcome had been decided!

Kinsey embraced Connor tightly, her heart swelling with love and relief at seeing her nephew's bright smile despite his illness. "Hey there, my little warrior," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I've missed you so much." Connor beamed up at her, his eyes shining with joy. "I missed you too, Aunt Kinsey! I'm so happy you're here." As he hugged her, Kinsey couldn't help but marvel at his resilience and strength. Despite everything he was going through, Connor remained determined to stay positive and cheerful.

Broad in the shoulders… the way that made you want to slowly run your fingers all over the hard muscles while you soaked your panties. His salt and pepper beard was trimmed into a stubble that highlighted a chiseled jawline that never failed to make me stare twice no matter how hard I tried. He was in a tight, grey workout shirt. Massive arms crossed. Eyes moving from Connor to me and then latching on to me in an expression that made me burn up like a vampire under the sun. Connor scrambled off me so fast the mattress bounced and he nearly fell. His limp dick pulling shamefully out of me. And I kinda felt sad that he didn't eventually cum.

Wait, what if Connor and Sienna come in and do something intimate? No, no, no. She didn’t want to see such scenes! Even if she wasn’t watching, she didn’t want to listen. Skylar’s mind was filled with wild thoughts. Suddenly, she seemed to hear the sound of the door closed. Wait, was it an illusion? In the master bedroom, Connor took off his clothes and walked towards the bathroom. Standing before the bathroom sink, he took out a towel to wipe off the grease stains on his skin. He was a very clean man, so he naturally couldn’t stand the grease stains on his body. Connor’s bare upper body revealed a perfect bronze color in the reflection of the mirror. The six abdominal muscles that he had to

Connor said through his gritted teeth in resentment while he was spitting out blood, “I won’t let you off for this. I won’t ever—” Kayson slapped his shoulder and destroyed his muscles with his Novem Lightning Zero Impact. Connor let out an agonizing scream instantly.

He asked curiously jogging to keep up. the two were a mismatched pair, Koin was tall, almost 6'5 and bulky with dark hair and colorful eyes, and while he had a sense of humor, it seemed he naturally leaned towards anger. Connor on the other hand was only 5'7 and his muscles didn't seem to exist until he used them. Connor also talked a lot, much of the time before his brain could run the words through the filter of "Is this appropriate or kind?" None the less, after spending literally every moment together since they were 2 weeks old, Connor had become like a brother to Koin.