Montana Jordan Shirtless Novels & Stories

Jay Corben sported a very short hairstyle. Since he was going to take part in an event later, he had on very light makeup. He wore a short, black, casual jacket with a loose white T-shirt on the inside, as well as a pair of black ripped jeans and black boots. Having worked in the entertainment industry for a long time, Jay seemed much more confident. He also had a strong presence. However, his cool, bad-boy vibe hadn’t changed at all. Morty Wayne wore a loose denim jacket and a loose white T-shirt on the inside. Likewise, he also wore a pair of black jeans and camel-colored boots…

“We still have to be at the office." “No, we don't. I own the place, remember?" He reached for me, and I stepped aside. “Well, I don't. Now, get out so that I can get ready and leave. I still need to get home and change.” I shooed him out and hurriedly, and shut the door. When I stepped out, Jordan was standing just outside his closet. His pants hung low on his waist, and his chest was bare. He was rummaging through a rack of shirts trying to pick one. He pulled two off the rack and showed them to me.

“Couldn’t allow the bear eat you. I still need you around to annoy the heck out of me sometimes.” She snorted a laughter. “You and me both.” Her eyes fell to my naked upper body and the fruits and water I had gathered. “Again,Kaden,why are you shirtless? This doesn’t look like the Lodge mansion. One attack from these animals and you’d be dead.” “Firstly, we aren’t sure there are actual wild animals yet. Secondly, I had to climb some trees to go get these fruits you know. Why would I ruin a shirt worth twenty thousand dollars?”

His touch was just as gentle and I could not help but scold myself and feel aware of myself and the fact that I had not a single shirt on. The pain subsided quickly with the help of the fan and I felt Jordan get up from where he sat. “You both can leave now,” he suddenly ordered and my head snapped to the door. Anna and Margaret bowed and left and panic rose in my heart. I turned to the edge of the bed and noticed that Jordan was standing in front of the mirror and taking his shirt off. “What are you doing?” I yelled. My thoughts were to get up and turn to the door, but I could do neither of those, since I didn’t have a shirt on. He turned to me and grinned widely, making my heart skip a bit

Her brother was flushed. "Guys are we going to leave or wh-" Jordan walked in "Shit Maya, you look like a bombshell. Shit man. Fuck." He slow clapped to add dramatic effect “you ladies did good.” "Jordan shut up." Reid gritted through his teeth. Maya smiled shyly and looked away. She wasn't the only one who looked sexy as fuck. Reid looked very scrumptious, just very delectable. He was in dark blue straight cut jeans that had a slit by the knees, a black plain shirt that just exposed his gift from the Gods body and a black hat and black sneakers. He was a sight for sore eyes.

A pair of white Jordan with sky blue designs sat beneath the cloth compartment- the perfect footwear for a stealthy mission as this. With my heart thumping a megawatt, I collected a couple of shirts, jeans, and undies from the metal hangers, stuffing them into a backpack I pulled from its lying position beside the pair of Jordan. If I was caught packing up, I might as well share the cold dungeon with Madeline for the rest of my fucked up life.

"I mean, sir, Miss Bethany want to speak to you." "The door is opened." Jordan deep voice came from inside. Sara opened the door and moved away while Bethany went in. Her gaze fell on Jordan and her mouth went dried immediately. She was frozen to her spot as she stared at the half naked man standing before her. He was only wearing his black pant and nothing else on his upper body. Jordan slowly turned and faced her. Seeing how lost she was, staring at him, he smirked and asked in a low, deep voice that sent a wave of shock running through her bone, "You like what you see?"

The call disconnected, The Old man had a sly smirk on his face, it's been a while since he had some much fun, he needs to stair up some thing. "Yak, release a trail of COMPUTER DOLL in town." "Sir, won't that be a problem?" "We just have to keep her safe and we will also divert their attention"the old replied casually. **** Jordan Van Arthur, he was going to grace the public with his presence again, Lone Wolves were going to launch a new clothing store, and there would be a party that evening where he has to invite enemies and friends. Jordan stared down at the city from his condo, a glass of white wine in his hand, his left hand in sweatpants pocket, he took a slight sip.

Barely even half-dressed, I pressed my clothes tight against my chest insanely aware of his eyes on me. Honestly, I couldn't count the number of times I had been naked at the club, but with Jordan's eyes on me, I felt more exposed than ever. He wasn't in his customary attire of jeans and a t-shirt and instead was wearing a pair of slacks and a button-up shirt that hung loose. It looked as if he had just come from the office which considering he was Reed's right-hand man in most everything, including this club, he very well might have. Either outfit was a stark contrast to the leather and chains that most of the other Dom's or Domme's wore around here. He cleared his throat loudly, making me

I could see Enzo's hands moving with his words as he scolded Griffin. "Go ahead and change back, I'll block the doorway as you dress," Jordan grumbled. He turned his back to me, flashing his perfect muscular buttocks. No tan lines, I thought and my wolf laughed. I shifted back and cringed hearing my bones cracking. Going into the closet I found both women's and men's clothes. I lifted a pair of shorts that Jordan could fit and stuck my head out.