Kurapika Shirtless Novels & Stories

Instead of answering, I simply nod in agreement. After a nap and some chill time on the couch, we get ready, or shall I say, Kiara gets ready. She's wearing light blue torn jeans hotpants. Jesus, that ass on display is a heavenly sin, her ass cheeks slightly plunging out of them. A black cutout t-shirt with Guns'N'Roses on it. The bottom part is cut off, showing her perfect navel and belly. Her back is nearly totally on display due to string kind of cutouts. One shoulder slips out of the cut off neckline, and of course, her cleavage is a killer again. She's swapped the blue lace bra against a pink one, which doesn't look less hot. And it definitely pops up underneath that shirt, causing her

Killian smiled at me before licking the drop of maple syrup off his finger. I exhaled slowly, trying to regain my composure. It didn't work. “Could you please wear a shirt?” Mischief danced on his lips. “I don't want to. I feel comfortable without it.” Another wave of heat rushed through me. “What if I'm not comfortable with you without a shirt?” He leaned closer. "Somehow, I don't believe it bothers you. I certainly wouldn't mind if you decided to walk shirtless around the house.” A daring part of me awakened. “What if I decided to go shirtless to work?”

I think this damn shirt needs to go. I nodded in agreement. “That's my good girl,” he murmured and reached for the hem of my shirt to pull it over my head. He murmured his appreciation at my lace-clad breasts and went ahead to cup them and place a kiss on the cleavage. “You look better this way with no shirt on,” he said. “You’re not saying I should start walking around the pack and going about my daily business with no shirt on, right?” I whispered. “You can do anything you want, Malia. You can even walk around completely naked but that would mean that many of the men are going to lose their eyes because I’m going to gouge them out.”

“Red means dare. Black is truth. Let’s play.” Kade leaned forward, eyes flicking to the card. “Queen of hearts. Dare, huh?” She smirked. “Alright, tough guy… I dare you to take off your shirt.” He didn’t even blink. Just reached for the hem of his henley, peeled it over his head, and tossed it aside like it was nothing. The firelight caught the lines of him—the broad chest, the muscle carved deep along his stomach, the faint trail of hair leading down beneath the waistband of those damn grey sweatpants. Aria’s throat went dry.

His navy t-shirt clung to a rock-hard chest and powerful arms, tattoos peeking from the sleeves. “Clothes are ruined with smoke,” he said, stepping closer. “Off. Now.” Ava’s hands trembled as she let the robe fall. She stood there naked, full breasts heaving, soft belly and wide hips on display, her pussy already slick. Kane’s eyes darkened. “Fuck, look at you. Perfect little thing.” He pulled off his shirt, revealing a chiseled torso covered in dark ink. His pants followed, and Ava’s mouth watered at the thick bulge straining his boxers before he shoved those down too.

she replied "I don't hiccup like you in hiccup shirt remove it hiccup" what this girl is doing is she having any idea she pouted her lips aww my cute princess I removed my shirt her face is glowing like anything she is caressing her name iam just looking at her cute antics she is playing with my abs by counting and poking this girl really childish I asked "do you like them"

After a while the door opened revealing a shirtless Dubem. This guy. He was always shirtless. Always. Except we were to leave the house for a serious issue. Like this dude has gone out to buy pizza shirtless before, good thing he took a car. I won't lie, he had a great body. Neat and heavily built, but why rub it on our faces. I made a bet with myself that the day he wears a shirt for 24 hours straight, I'll walk around the house with only pant. It's never going to happen so don't anticipate. lol . We walked in, one after the other, even if the door was big enough to pass in threes.

His shorts ride low on his hips and he’s not wearing a shirt, making my mouth dry up. It’s just a crush.

Maureen openly pointed at the man who seemed to smile very easily at anyone, as evidenced by his greeting to everyone who passed by. The figure, who was not considered Maureen's type, was only wearing pangsi pants, a type of pants that widened at the bottom for pencak silat players. Meanwhile, his bare chest showed the kind of harbor most women dream of. Every curve shiny with sweat formed by bone and muscle was perfectly presented without any fine hair. "Angga, in case you forgot." He said his name again as he extended his hand. Without waiting to be greeted, he grabbed Maureen's fist, unraveling it into a momentary posture.

Kurat looks into my eyes with a sexy smirk . “I think you need to get ready , looks like she is ready to meet the world” He kisses my forehead and lets go of my chin . Twenty minutes later I am in one of Kurat’s large t-shirts that looks more like a dress , heading towards the clearing that is in the middle of the forest . My skin was starting to itch as was my gums . Noticing me rubbing my arms he stops and before I can say anything I fall to my knees as a searing pain shoots through me .