Ponytail With Shaved Sides Male Novels & Stories

Very far away from my thoughts, I was surprised as my mind began to play a fast one on me. The tall, lean and dangerously looking young man with a smooth shaven face, transported me into another word. A world of fantasies. My eyes widened in amazement as my gaze walked around his body. The thick blond mane he had was bound in a neat low ponytail. His broad chest was well defined and muscular. Thomas glared at me as I gasped, then I recovered myself back again.

He was utterly composed, the movement of his hands sent unimaginable pleasure to her body. His face was so cute, cute like that of a kitten, and his jaws were clenched as they struck out wildly. His jet-black hair was packed into three academic styles that shared the same look as Ponytail , yet varies from ponytail. His skin was reddish yet clean to the extreme core. His oval lips were more than everything, it complemented his face, yet his skin color. She wants to stare more, but damn!!! He caught her staring, and the sparkles that radiated from his eyes were far from usual, she bits on her lower lips as she felt her heart melt at the weight of his eyes on her.

I pulled a puzzle look. He smiled. That warm smile. The truth was, I couldn't help but notice him. To my surprise, he had cut off that ugly ponytail, which made him cuter. He was in casual Adidas shorts, a v-line inner shirt, and the cute sweatshirt I liked. The trainers he was wearing matched his outfit, giving him the perfect model-like look. A smile curled on my lips. It was involuntary. "Yeah." He stood beside Jerome. "Didn't know you'll be here too. Well, I've gotta stay off work for a while, so I decided to come here."

Someone that stepped off of the cover of some cheesy romance novel. He looks... well, goddammit, the man looks sexy as hell. His hair is sleeked back into a long ponytail hanging down the length of his muscular back. He's wearing a crisp white shirt with the top three buttons undone - showing just the right amount of olive-toned flesh and muscle to make a girl lose her mind - and her inhibitions. A pair of black trousers clings to his slender hips, hugging the fine curves of his powerful legs and tight butt. And his eyes are as bright as I've ever seen them.

My heart raised, and pleasure gripped me as his pair of unique red eyes fell on my body, my heart fluttered at the sight of how cute he was. The man in front of me was the pure definition of striking. He was really different from every other man I've laid my golden eyes on, from his look to his personality. He has this perfect Revan hair that was packed in three styles, the middle part was packed In a ponytail, the lower part fell freely off his back, and some nice quantity of strands that fell freely off his forehead and seated perfectly on his chest. He was seated there in a piece of two black suit that revealed enough quantity of his ripped muscle.

Unable to tolerate his restlessness he started puffing on his cigarette. I couldn't help but keep peeking at his tall muscular figure. His long black hair settled down on his right shoulder in a ponytail , giving him exotic look. His amber gold eyes suddenly met mine and I was flustered. I lowered my face in guilt screaming within that he doesn't get wrong ideas.

Kaitlyn suggested after a moment. The man in question straightened, before he scoffed. "Sweetheart, you won't ever see me sporting a pony tail." "Why not, it'd be cute!" "Do I look like a pony tail guy?" "Hm maybe not... what about a man bun?" He laughed. And Kaitlyn swore Melinda was decorating more violently than usual, but she ignored it. The sound of his laugh had soothed her mind. Knowing he was enjoying himself made it much easier for her too.

They had more than doubled the customer base and had three other employees working under them besides the work they did themselves and the part time help from their dad. Jacob and Jason both had their hair styled in a quiff but Jacob had spikes of blond highlights in his and kept it long and textured in a straight up and straight back fashion. Jason’s was his natural dark brown, faded more at the sides and of a medium length on top that he kept swept to the right. Jacob kept his face clean shaven whereas Jason kept the remnants of a five o’clock shadow and a very finely trimmed mustache.

I left it behind and was fine here "You won't ever understand, "I simply said, shaking my head at him. He was such a child, I wondered what happened to his blonde hair. It was now brown and short. He was more handsome and manly than the last time. Well built and looked hot in his white muscle shirt which stuck to his abs and light blue ripped jeans with sneakers. He was a whole package. The celebrity kind wearing a black cap to hide from goofy girls who wanted a glimpse of him

His hair was tied into a ponytail and I kid you not, I froze. Not only did he have a freaking turtle neck on but ponytail? Ponytail? The very bane of my existence and not to mention the thick rimmed glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. If he was going for a sexy college professor look, then he totally nailed it. I would let this professor, bend me over the kitchen counter and rearrange my guts.