Luffy Arms Crossed Novels & Stories

Lila’s POV Isabella’s hand was still halfway raised, like she had been ready to swing at me. Claire had one arm across Isabella’s chest, holding her back. I stood there with my arms crossed, the thin silk nightdress sticking to my skin from the cool breeze, my heart still pounding from the almost-fight.

I scowled at him, crossing my arms over my chest, "You're an arrogant jerk, you know that?" His eyes widened as if they were suddenly brought to life, "Do...don't do that," he stammered as he looked away and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. I looked at him confused and yet so amused, "Do what?" I quirked an eyebrow at him. He whipped his head back in my direction bringing his gaze to my crossed arms, "That!" he breathed. "And why not?" I didn't understand what was so wrong with crossing my arms.

Lloyd watched, his desire a palpable current in the air, as the lace hugged her curves, fitting snugly around her butt and accentuating its sensual form. As Rubi meticulously adjusted the delicate fabric of her garment, her brow furrowed in concentration. Lloyd observed her with a playful glint dancing in his eyes. A smile, barely suppressed, played on his lips. He leaned in close, the soft brush of her breasts against his chest sent a delightful shiver through Rubi, momentarily causing her to forget the intricate task of adjusting the panty's delicate lace.

"I approve." Luca bit his lower lip; he seems so happy. I just smiled and intertwined our fingers... Our clasped hands look so beautiful, I'll take a picture of it later.