Malik Ross Nudes Novels & Stories

He placed them between his fingers and went back and forth with them. Her nipples which were soft and fallen soon became hard and rigid. ‘Mr. Ross, what’s going on?’, Isioma said as Ross continued to kiss her. Isioma took off his shirt. She has never seen a man with such a hot body before. He had broad shoulders. His chest was so huge and his dark abs were showing so much. His abs were chiseled and strong. He must have trained so hard to get them. The lines were so deeply crafted inside his body. ‘A work of art’, Isioma thought to herself — even a perfect bar of Cadbury Nutzy Chocolate could never.

he asked as we started up the narrow trail. I smiled, my boots crunching against the gravel. “She’s handling some important business for me.” Malik gave me a questioning look. “Speaking of that…” I slid my phone out of my pocket. On the screen was a single message from Nessa. Nessa: Done. I tapped the notification. The screen shifted to a live footage. It was Stanley sitting in a bathroom stall, shirt pushed up, his hand wrapped around cock. His face was flushed, lips parted and brows furrowed in pleasure. He was biting his lip hard trying to keep his moans in.

Mara I turned toward the voice and there was Marcus, sitting up in bed with that messy morning hair that made him look unfairly hot. He stretched a little, eyes locked on me, then stood up completely naked. His cock was already hard, thick and pointing right at me as he walked over. I felt my nipples tighten against the soft oversized shirt he’d given me last night, and yeah, I was staring. Almost drooling.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

She knew if she said that, he would be forced to let her in, and judging from the hurried footsteps she now heard, she knew she was absolutely right. The door was thrown open and Natasha's throat immediately went dry at the image of Malcolm Grayson standing right in front of her, half naked and dressed in only a pair of shorts. Her eyes were at the level of his chest and she gulped audibly as she stared at it. She always knew Malcolm was hot but he was even hotter with his shirts off. Focus, girl, focus. “I……I……I……” she was utterly speechless. She glanced up into his eyes and felt her knees buckle. He was so hot.

Tears rolled down my face as I squeezed my eyes shut, very tight, choking on muffled sobs. “Why? I thought you have a thing for showing off your…” his eyes trailed to my cock then back to me. “Milky meat” he whispered the last part so low I almost missed it, his eyes darkening. Then after a moment that looked like he was struggling, a single vein lining his forehead, he stepped back, his throat moving as he gulped hard. Then the lights went out and just immediately, the huge screen came on revealing a video of a black man naked, cock thick and scary while a white boy was on his knees, wet strands of hair sticking to his forehead.

Malikul sat next to her, leaning in, rubbing his clean chin on Shadow’s head. “Take a shower.” He grimaced yet took a minute to smell her. “Smell like shit.” Shadow nudged her fiancé and laughed tinily. “You smell like me.” “Rose?” Shadow nodded and waited. Malikul took Shadow’s plate and cut the steak diligently. He was a man with an act of service and also loud with his love. He showed that he was hers, and had also declared to his people as well. He was so shameless about it.

That way no one would have to sleep in a wet spot. Malachi slowly unzipped my dress, it fell to the floor and I stood in my spanks, undies and a strapless bra. As I removed my spanks, I watched him undress. He removed his clothes quickly while trying to watch me undress. His creamy skin glowed in the dimly lit room. His skin flowed effortlessly over his well toned body. He had a hairless chest yet hair on his sculpted legs. Either he shaves his chest or none grows. He had a tattoo of a koi fish on the left side of his torso and a skull on his back. He also had a few random tribunal tattoos. There was a scar on his shoulder that looked like he had been in a bad accident.