Noah Beck Shirtless Novels & Stories

He was was wearing ruby red suit with black collared shirt and black loafers. He opened the door for Lisa and she stepped out with a boring expression. She was wearing ruby red knee length gown with black high heels. Lisa flaunt her hair in air. All the eyes in party turned to see the two people and couples outfit. Men gawked at Lisa with Lustful eyes while women drool over Brad. Seeing all the predator eyes, Brad put his hand on Lisa's waist protectively, closing the difference between them.

Lila was the only one who knew parts of me, like the broke kid who was drowning in loans and worked "late shifts" that no one asked about. The rest was unknown to her. Not yet.The night came quickly. I took off my hoodie and jeans in the back room of Club Inferno and put on black mesh and a thong that was so small it didn't cover anything. I rubbed oil into my skin until it shone, then ran my hands down my stomach and over the V of my hips, feeling the muscle move. I wasn't Noah anymore when I looked in the mirror. I was Nyx: thin, flexible, and hungry. Full

Kai stepped back, fumbling with the door before finally slamming it shut. His pulse was racing too. Noah could hear it. He could hear it. And that only made Noah smirk slightly. Then Noah stood, approaching the kid like a predator and a teacher rolled into one. Kai’s throat moved nervously. He couldn’t speak. Not that he tried. The man in front of him was intimidating. He felt like he could get punished just for speaking. “Strip,” Noah said, calm, sharp. Kai’s stomach dropped. “…what?” Noah didn’t flinch. “Shirt off.”

I cuss sharply when we stop kissing and Noah suddenly smells my neck and then he licks it causing me to feel a strange tickle on my body. "Let's take off all the fabric covering our body, mate," Noah ordered me before he stops pinning me on the bed. I immediately got out of bed and took off my shirt and my ripped jeans, I was only wearing a choker now and I did not bother to remove it. When I looked in Noah's direction, I could not help but sneer in my mind and swallow my saliva when I saw him take off his bathrobe as well as his thin and tight Calvin Klein brief, my eyes turned to his semi-erect dick, at this moment the only thing I wanted to do is kneel in front of h and suck his huge dick

ANGELA'S POV :- I sat on one of the two folding beach chairs, which were arranged there for us. I don't know how Noah can be so perfect. He has everything already arranged wherever we go. Maybe these are the perks of being a billionaire. Or maybe his perfection is the reason he is a billionaire. "Hey hi hot bun," A girl's voice brought me back to reality. I looked around to see three girls standing with Noah. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice that Noah had already taken his T-shirt off. He was seriously looking handsome in the T-shirt he was wearing with his shorts. It gave him a funky look.

’ My voice dropped lower, teasing the edge of threat with promise, and I watched his pupils dilate, his breath hitching. Noah was already unbuttoning his shirt, his fingers moving slow and deliberate, like he was trying to buy himself some time to think this through, but I could see the way his chest rose and fell faster with each button he popped open. His skin came into view bit by bit, smooth and toned from all those hours he spent at the gym bragging about in the break room, a light trail of dark hair leading down from his navel toward his belt. He shrugged the shirt off his shoulders, letting it drop onto the chair behind him, and his nipples hardened right away in the cool office air,

She takes a tentative step forward, her pulse quickening for no reason she’s willing to admit. And then it happens. The door swings open, and Noah steps out, stark naked. Her brain struggles to process what she’s seeing. His skin glistens with water, droplets tracing slow, maddening paths down his chest, his arms, the sharp lines of his abdomen. The low light catches the edges of his damp hair, making him look almost otherworldly. He doesn’t seem surprised to see her. If anything, there’s a flicker of amusement in his dark eyes as he stands there, unbothered by his lack of clothing.

I blew out a supreme breath like the feeling was overwhelming. Noah shrugged and let it go. He started darting towards me on the table. I pretended to be serious with my laptop which was in front of me, not paying much attention to him. But I couldn’t help noticing how incredibly sexy he looked. He wasn’t wearing his suit jacket, just the dress shirt. The soft blue colour complemented his skin tone perfectly. The top button was left undone without a tie, and the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muscular arms which were covered with black silky hairs.

I said, blinking up at him innocently. Nox gave me a knowing look. “Are you sure we’ll just be showering?” He asked, already unbuttoning his soaked shirt. The ache in my lower region forced me to press my thighs together as I glimpsed his rock-hard abs horizontally and vertically lined into a six pack.

and shows no sign of coming home. Bex finishes her set and squints at me. "You look terrible." "I look amazing. It's a medical fact." "You're wearing a shirt," she says suspiciously. "You never wear a shirt. Did something happen?" I'm wearing a shirt because Noah Hunter's scent is fused into my skin and I scrubbed until the water ran cold and I can still smell him, and a shirt is the closest thing I have to a strategy right now. "New policy," I say. "Professionalism."