Matt Barr Nude Novels & Stories

— Damn it, Alexandre… I fling open the bathroom door. The steam burns my skin. He is under the water. Eyes closed. Looking peaceful. And it’s that calm, precisely, that makes me explode. — ARE YOU SERIOUS? He jumps, turns around. Water drips down his face, but it’s me who drowns him in fury. — You’re telling me you thought we’d have a normal morning while the whole country watches your damn scene from last night like a soap opera with ten million views?

under his breath but he quickly covered it up with a cough when Jaxon requested him to repeat it. Then he gritted his teeth and his nostrils flared. “No normal guy wants to shower with a gay dude, okay? What if he’s taking pictures? For his fucking fap album or something?” The locker room went dead silent. Throwing his head back, Jaxon let out a short laugh. “For a straight guy, you seem to know a hell of a lot about jerking off to naked pictures of men. Why don’t you show us your photo album, Matt? Let’s all see it.”

I had no idea what sort of discomfort was spreading across my heart, but it was slicing every inch of mine. “Alpha?" I heard Matteo's voice ring right outside of the office and I turned. Heavy footsteps hurried toward my office and Charlotte lazily began to button up her shirt, not caring if she was being seen naked, my semen dripping across her lips but Matteo ignored her, a tensed expression instead on his face.

He swam in with June right behind him. Then I heard a scream and my friend staggered out with her hands pressed to her face. "Fuck my eyes!" I stared blankly at her. "What is?" "Couldn't the vocas tell that there was a naked person inside?" she shouted so that she could be heard in the dressing room. Just then, Matt peeked out, dressed only in boxers and a cap. He glared at us and said: "Well, maybe it won't be such a trauma again, right?" And without waiting for an answer, he disappeared from sight again.

And if it meant swallowing my pride to say it, then fine—I was going to tell him he needed to let go of whatever hatred he felt for Miranda and just… date her. When I got home, I found him behind the house, shirtless, sharpening a machete. The sight of him hit me like a slap. His back was strong, tanned, muscles moving in sharp precision as the blade scraped against the stone. For a few seconds, my brain short-circuited. Damn him. How could someone so infuriating look that good? I quickly shoved the thought aside before he caught me gawking. The last thing I needed was to inflate his ego.

We'd been lucky last night, as dad chose a place where it was unlikely that people who knew us would be. “Goddess, it's so boring to stay in doors doing nothing. You know, right?” Matt plopped down on the bed, his shirt riding up to show the baby bump he was so freaking ashamed of. I reached out to touch the skin he was showing, and he almost jumped out of his skin. “Is it ticklish?”

Cathrine teased, pulling me back from the door. "Go away!!" I yelled, but I wasn't strong enough to take my hand out of hers. "Shhh, he is having a great time with the person he loves. Don't disturb them, going in there is at your own risk." Morris added. I forcefully set my hand free from her and pushed the door. To my greatest surprise, a naked lady was sitting on top of Matt in his bed. Her back faced me and didn't make any attempt to look back. She was busily moaning as she was grinding Matt who was lying quiet and enjoying it.

Valentina's pov There was something degrading in the way I stood naked before him, even though I still had my panties on. It all seemed too raw, too intimate, and his filthy words made me press my thighs together to ease the emotion building up down there. I had no problem stripping for a bunch of sex-hungry rich men down at the club but I wasn't used to performing shows for just one viewer and it seemed wrong, to the very last letter. My breasts suddenly jiggled, unintentionally I must add. And he stared at them, hard, as though there was a movie playing somewhere in the valley between my breasts.

Greg braced himself on the door. Carrie had a sly grin. Her plump lips were painted red, but that was all he could see of her face. The screen was taken over by smooth, flawless skin spanning from her throat down to her chest. Shoulders bare, Greg could tell she was naked. Presented in the photo was his boss’s cleavage. She had one hand on one of her breasts, which was pushed up so that Greg could see almost its whole size. She was fondling her breasts while texting Greg.

“ I did not know that she was a royal. it was that time when the Queen and suspended me from attending the party and I went for a run.’’ I Began as Patricia and Aria sat beside me. “We battled hard while you were running and when he shifted into his human form appearing to me completely nude, I did not want to be in his presence. I assumed he was just another private looking to show his dick to the next girl found.’’ Patricia chuckled, gaining a playful tap from Aria who urged her to quiet down. “Did he not cover up?’’ Aria Questioned. “ You didn't even bother to try. it was as if he had something to prove. I did not know who he was because I've never seen him in the park before. a lot of pe