Patrick J Adams 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.

She decided to take a walk around the yacht because she didn't get to finish her last night. She noticed a pool and as she opened the door leading to the pool she saw Adam, shirtless with his laptop. He was working. She stood at the corner watching him. He was beautiful, his 6 packs flexed every time he stretched to grab his coffee. The breeze blew his hair and his eyes were as blue as the sea. Maddy could not get enough of his beauty, she didn't know how long she stood there looking at him until he spoke. "You must be tired from standing in Madison. I know the view is splendid but don't you think you have gotten enough of it? He said with a smirk on his face.

Men always didn’t know how to take even quarter of whatever the hell they gave out and it was so infuriating. As I stared broodingly at Kaden’s wall, I decided to go in and talk to him. When he opened the door wearing only pants hanging loosely on his waist,bobbing his head slowly to music from within and chomping on a chicken wing, I raised an eyebrow. "Don't you own a shirt?" I could never get used to seeing him shirtless all the time. It made my skin…tingle. And it was always super distracting if I was being honest.

If Gatlin came till than he will become vice president. After everything done it was more than 8 pm everyone going to have party but Adair excused his reason is same as before ‘something to do’ with that he drives alone to army base. When he reached Gatlin seems sleeping his upper body his still cloths less. Fair skin with some red and purple marks, he also have abs Adair trance his fingers over his abs they are hard and strong but his skin is smooth and clean. Adair also have abs better then Gatlin’s but his skin is wheat colour and because of army practice it is rough now there are my scars on his chest and shoulders which forms over the years.

“It might help with the stress.” Adrian raised an eyebrow. “You want to do that for me?” I nodded. There was a pause. Then, to my surprise, he chuckled. “Alright,” he said, his voice amused but intrigued. I blinked. “Wait, really?” A smirk tugged at his lips as he reached for the buttons of his shirt. And then— He took it off. My breath caught in my throat. I had never seen him like this before—bare-chested, powerful, completely at ease with his own presence.

Her throat moved hungrily while she glanced at them once again. “Miss Adams? You've got an attitude of snoring....... ” Calven dared not to complete his statement at the sight of her exposed sexy legs. The shirt she wore was positively gotten from the closet as it had BEST HUBBY inscribed on the back and half of the front. That was a gift from his late wife, Kimberly and most of all, it shocked him how light she dressed in a stranger's home. “You..........” “What?!” Paige confusedly answered, seeming not to understand what his gaze meant and why he constantly peeked at her legs. At last, Paige's eyes moved down to where he looked at last and coughed awkwardly.

"I know–" Adam looks hot when he's mad. I can't deny that. I don't wanna brand myself as a liar if I don't acknowledge that fact. "Didn't I tell you to clean the mansion? And why the fuck I've seen you flirting with one of my men wearing only my shirt and what? Your damn underwear? You're not even wearing a bra, Raviora!" "You have tons of maids, Adam! And for your information, I didn't wear the clothes you bought me because it's all dresses and tight-cropped tops!"

I looked down at my body, suddenly realizing that I had been shirtless all this while, in front of her! That had never happened before. Since the death of Adriana, no lady had ever seen me shirtless. I mean, why would they? Now, she had seen me shirtless and tasted that which was between my legs. What next? Gracing my bed? I wouldn't go to that extent, bearing in mind that this was just an arrangement. "Get your act together, Adrian." I chided myself. Getting swayed by this young lady might lead to another broken me. I took my polo from one of the poles that was at the training ground and wore it before turning to face her. My eyes were fast enough to see her averting her gaze immediately.

I tilt my head to gaze at him. Adam is putting on a dark blue shirt with navy jean shorts, looking ravishing handsome tonight. "You don't look too bad yourself," I commented. I glance at Paul, whose eyes are trained on Thea. He, is sporting an ash shirt with some black jeans. "Thea," Paul called, "you look gorgeous. Did you dress up for me?" He grinned. "Wouldn't you like to know?" Thea looks at him and bites her lips seductively.

I guess it's also the reason why Peter purposely searched for a substitute in that small town far away from Manchester because if someone would recognize the impostor in the middle of pretense, it would create a big trouble. My eyes drifted to the man next to me in the featured picture. Adam was in his dark suit, staring straight with his set of deep dark eyes as if he was trying to intimidate the photographer. His face was clean-shaven and his pitch black hair was brushed up neatly. His brows were thick enough and curving at his eyes perfectly. Even though his looks can literally kill, I hate to admit that this man is no doubt one of God's masterpieces. My lips protruded a bit when I looked