Neckline Stubble Novels & Stories

"Why aren't you in the shower?" He raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, boss. I'm on it." The pink floral dress I had picked out the night before was lovely. It was an off-the-shoulder, light dress with elastic from the bust to the waist. My shoulders and neck were bare, exposing a lot of skin. "Necklace or no necklace?" I asked my reflection. "Necklace, I guess."

As far as he could see, the man's thick Adam's apple rolled twice, and his tone was not good: "There are too many words The little nanny blinked her moist eyes and sat up again. She began to take off her clothes little by little. Under the moonlight. the tightly tied neckline was pulled open, revealing a graceful swan neck line. The delicate little face was in front of her. Against the light, she could even see a faint layer of lanugo Since it is facing the man, after the clothes are completely unbuttoned, the first thing that catches the eye is the smooth and white back, with beautiful curves, jade-colored skin, and two slight depressions in the tight back waist, waist fossa When the beauti

He adjusted his collar and undid the top two buttons. Sebastian is a handsome alpha, a towering 6’5” tall. He sports a recently styled buzz cut that complements his stubble beard, accentuating his sharp jawline. This look enhances his rugged, masculine look, making him more attractive. His eyes are an enchanting hazel gray with flecks of gold. His nose has a smooth contour and is perfectly angled from the nasal tip to the lip. As he finished admiring himself, Aleck barged in after knocking twice on Sebastian's door. He didn’t need Sebastian to open the door for him; he was merely informing him he was coming inside.

He's trash and just because he's attractive doesn't mean he has a brain. He isn't smiling, but it doesn't take away from his gorgeous face. He has high cheekbones and a square jaw with a few days' stubble. I want to hold his gaze, but I can't stop myself from taking another swipe of his body. I need a bottle of wine and an hour to run my tongue over the crazy ridges on the sides of his abs that lead straight down into mega-man territory.

Thank god, he didn't catch me staring at him. After a minute, I slowly moved my eyes up to look at him again and found him doing something on his phone. A big smile flashed on my face because I got time to gaze at him again. He has dark stubble on his cheeks. Maybe he hasn't shaved for a long time. Whatever it is, he is looking so hot and very very attractive. I'm insane, really. "Just stop looking at him, Inaya." My mind yelled at me. I listened to my mind and looked down. I held my pen and started writing.

No wonder he has been hiding all this time without us spotting him. I expected some changes from him, but I wasn’t this - this would have impressed me if he wasn't a criminal. Nick had shaved his hair. He had brown contact lenses to hide his blue eyes. The man had a tattoo on his neck. The person who had been in all the magazines didn't look like him. He looked like a complete stranger.

Let me take that off for you" he leaned from the table to wipe off the mucus. I practiced my breathing exercise to stay calm, assuming for it to be an accident. While we were waiting for the food, we sat still looking awkwardly at each other. His hair, flawless. His nose wasn't as straight as it was in his selfies. He barely has chiseled jaw. Talking about chiseled, this dude had zero abs. I could see his belly protruding from his buttoned sleeve. He was picking his nose again. Yuck! Such hairy nostrils. Amie was right! It was all filters. I can't believe I was tripping for this weirdo. His eyes wasn't so dreamy after all. Gee, I guess I'd stare at that sleek hair all evening in other not to

From across the desk, my gaze fixated on him, utterly enchanted by his mere presence. His hair, dark and meticulously groomed, effortlessly maintained its impeccable style even as his hands gracefully swept through it. With a straight and impeccably sculpted nose, he could effortlessly incite envy among Hollywood's most revered plastic surgeons. And those lips, so plump and tantalizingly irresistible. His jawline, a marvelous creation of intersecting angles, was adorned with a finely crafted stubble that created an alluring contrast.

How can it suddenly feel different after years of it feeling one way? I’ve always appreciated that he was an attractive male. He stands at a solid six foot two, his jet black hair is short on the sides but the top falls past his shoulders when its out. Today though, its pulled up into a bun. His jaw is chiselled and defined, coated in a light stubble. I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen him clean shaven. He’s wearing a loose linen shirt, but his built form is still evident underneath it. His pants are tight, the ends tucked into his combat boots.

Manik mumbled over her lips. Nandini hugged him tightly with all her strength. Manik too held her closer to him as if trying to hide her in his embrace. He hid his face in her neck and nuzzled his nose over there. He also placed numerous pecks in that area. His beards were pricking her skin but she loved the feeling, she rubbed her palm over his stubble filled cheeks.