Paul Bettany Shirtless Novels & Stories

"Clean off your body with sand. Call us back once you are dressed." "My shirt?" I asked as I held up the ensanguined shirt. For some reason, I felt the desert camouflage pattern was ruined. "He can go shirtless," Priya suggested quickly. Mona and Rachel nodded. 'Showered in pig's blood'...I didn't recall seeing that on a Cosmo sex quiz. I shuddered to think whose sexual survey would...oh, right, it was on the Satan's Sluts' To-do List.

He continued guiding the route and I continued following him but…. I had to stop myself and guess, close my eyes too. Out of nowhere, he starts taking off his shirt and then his white t-shirt which he was wearing. What the hell? Am I supposed to close my eyes or open them? I have not seen any men shirtless before. What should I do? I tried peeking through my fingers while covering my eyes with my hands. So this is how they look like when men are shirtless. I have, not for a moment had imagined a guy can be so attractive without a shirt. His perfect 8 abs, white but bit tanned skin, broad arms….How can someone be so perfect?

Alyssa said and Natasha glanced up. Her face lit up when she saw Paul in all his awesomeness dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. His hair looked lazily combed to the front and Natasha wanted to run her hands through it. As she stared at him, his gaze met hers and a smile lit up on his face causing butterflies to erupt in her belly. He began to walk closer to meet them halfway. "See how he is smiling when he sees you? I'm telling you he really likes you!" Alyssa said.

"Yea" "But...??" "What?!" "You don't know how to have fun!" There was dead silence between them "I'll show you" "I can't wait but first let's fix you up" "How about this dress?" "Mm it's fine" "????" "...." "I love this red shirt and the black pants try it on" "Ok" "Oh my God you look fantastic lemme take a shot" "Can you just light up your face" Betty pleaded "How is this?" "No"

"The press, my son." "Dad, Betty is press enough for me." And of course, Isabella that is finding this all amusing, says her mouth's worth. "Oh, come on, soldier, smile nicely for the old ladies. Maybe even loosen some of those buttons and show them some flesh." "Boo, do not encourage her." But it is too late; Betty heard what Isabella said and is staring at me like a hungry animal. "That is a great idea, Clay; maybe we can take some pictures with you without that shirt. I can see those tight muscles bulging underneath it."

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.

This felt scary, so I shyly looked down. “Oh, guys. This is the lady I was telling you about; Paula Alonso the fashion designer,” Juan, the mayor’s son walks out of the crowd and charges towards me with open arms and a warm smile before he hugs me. “You look stunning, and better in person,” He compliments. “Thank you… well, I try,” He smells so good, and he is handsome too. He is topless, wearing beach shorts and slides. How are these girls still sane when a man like him is walking around shirtless? I am going to lose it if he does not get something to wear soon.

of these people from my company!" Bethany smiled when she heard this. She knew that she could not get these people fired if it was simply based on their rumor-mongering. That was why she had to back it up with their sloppy work. Zayn had always been very serious with his work and could not tolerate incompetence. She was right in her assessment. Bethany excused herself after Gael left as she no longer had any reason to remain in zayn's office However, Zayn called out to her just as she turned to leave, "Hang on!" Bethany turned around and asked in surprise, "Is there anything else for me, Mr. Meyer?" "Take this!" Zayn pulled out his drawer, took out a black invitation card, and gave it to he

Ashley said, sitting on Sarah's bed. "Aw, come on little sister, it was just the alcohol. No one is going to remember that," Paul said, laughing and stripping off his shirt and wet shorts, dropping them into the bathroom. "You're going to sleep naked?" Ashley asked. "This isn't our house!" Paul looked down and shrugged. "You've seen me naked before, and I shut the door to the room. I didn't bring anything but these trunks. We weren't exactly planning on staying, remember."

Beth said. When Beth's naked ass filled the screen, the head of a stiff dick could be seen peeking out from between her legs. "That guy probably had the longest dick I have ever seen!" Beth said. "Certainly on a white guy!" Gary went back to full screen, and then brought up a shot showing Gary and Beth posing outside of the resort's movie theater. He was wearing khaki shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, and she had on a short leather skirt with dark stockings and spiked heels, a white blouse that displayed a generous amount of braless cleavage, and a short string of pearls around her neck.