Mahito Shirtless Novelas e Histórias

Helen said in some yoga instructor's voice before pushing the door open. " Oh my! " she exclaimed with her hand to her chest at the sight in the room. " What is it? " Shannon asked with eager curiosity pushing herself inside. " Fuck! they are so hot! " she gawked. " I agree, " Reilly parroted as she too gawked. The only person not impressed by the four shirtless men with sculpted abs and Adonis faces in the room was Adriana who barely took notice of their state of undress or their looks.

The shirt disappears and I almost stop breathing altogether! Holy... Crap! My heart rate speeds up drastically, pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs until it's hard to even breathe! My mouth falls open a little as I stare openly at the shirtless, flawlessly ripped, heavily tattooed masterpiece standing before me! His chest is broad, his abs tightly packed and shadowed under the scarlet glow, and a dark trail of hair disappears straight into the waistband of his trousers! The tattoos on his neck extend down across his collarbones and bloom over his chest like dark ink spilling into water...

I didn't notice them initially. “You would have peeped a little,” Moxilla sneered at me, angry I turned my eyes away from a naked man. “I have my pants on, you can stop closing your eyes,” He chucked again and I opened my eyes. My mouth dropped open, just looking at his abs, he was the full definition of hot. He's so hot! I was trying not to stare, but I just couldn't help it. He was standing in front of me, shirtless, and it was like he was showing off his amazing body, intentionally.

“I wonder if you’ve improved at all.” “Enough talk,” Damon replied, already reaching for the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head in one fluid motion, tossing it aside. His torso was lean but muscular, marked with a few scars from previous battles. I’d seen him shirtless plenty of times over the years, but it was still an impressive sight. Not to be outdone, Andrei removed his shirt as well, letting it drop to the ground at his feet. My mouth went dry as, unbidden, thoughts of seeing him completely nude with his cock inside of me just days ago flitted through my mind.

"I was just telling them what I saw, my love. Just a proud mate here." I playfully rolled my eyes at him before my hands reached for the hem of my shirt. I didn’t take my eyes off Aeon as I slowly pulled off my shirt over my head. His jaw clenched and his eyes dilated into full black, but I just winked at him, throwing my shirt off the ground, leaving me in just my sports bra, exposing my midriff. 'Relax, it’s as if they never see females wearing this.' I sent him a mindlink and his shoulders started to relax.

Right a moment went by, he promptly arrived with his naked chest on display, he was… only in his boxers. I immediately eyed down because I was not used to this kind of heavy situations, I had no idea how to tackle everything happening at that moment. I grew up watching cartoons and RATED-13 movies, my parents were strict in this case. I had no idea how to cope up with this. I was loathed by our current awkward situation. Why is he shirtless?

There were other pastries except mine being sold but in my opinion, mine is the best. People were coming over to bye from me and I was selling them off with a smile. A little selfish side of me was unhappy that the money won't go to me. As my eyes were wandering about, I saw Aaron– Shirtless. He was wiping and cleaning the mirror of a car. He wore khaki shorts and his chest was glistening with water. I could also see girls publicly and shamelessly ogling him and his beautiful body. Some walking over to borrow something in an excuse to talk or touch his body.

"Do you not need to bandage it? Is there no need to apply an ointment of some sort?" "I heal faster than others, I do not need anything to assist me. I simply mustn't wear a shirt my chest must be uncovered for the rest of the day." "That works for me." I teasingly smirk up at him and he flashes his canines at me playfully understanding what I am hinting at. If it were up to me I would forbid him to wear a shirt for the rest of his life but he already gathers too much attention with just his appearance and aura if he were to be shirtless most of the time it would cause unimaginable chaos among females.

Manyata's POV I was so glad that Mohit came to attend the wedding. Damini had invited him. But I was not expecting him to come. He was so busy with his upcoming collection. The moment he saw me, he whispered that I was looking very hot and he was right, that I had a very sexy body. I blushed at that. He doesn't have a filter in his mouth. He always said whatever he wanted. " Hey, you beautiful !!! You have such a nice figure, why hide it?? You should flaunt these curves. " his words made me blush even more.

I wrap a towel around myself, knotting it tight under my arms, and step out onto the warm tile. I reach for the bathroom door, intending to crack it just enough to ask Mia to raid the closet for something comfortable. The door swings open wider than I mean to. And Dante walks in. He stops short. I stop breathing. He’s shirtless this time. Just low‑slung black joggers and bare skin. The soft overhead light smooths over his shoulders, his chest, the faint line of dark hair trailing down from his sternum to the waistband. There are scars I’ve never seen before—one pale line across his ribs, another nick near his collarbone.