Seduce Me Please Shirt Novels & Stories

Alex quickly took off his suit and tossed it to the ground, then reached forth to cup her left boobs in his full hand. Ann let out a sexy soft breath and pushed him to fall flat on the bed. Alex quickly starts to undo the buttons of his shirt before slipping out of it in a haste, getting ready to take her as she approaches him slowly. She swallowed hard when she saw his strong eight pack abs revealed in front of her. He was looking so hotter without the shirt on and it made her blush hard.

He frantically shook his head, trying not to remember it. "Kai." Manik placed a shirt on his shoulder from behind him, grabbing his attention. "Change into this." "Oh, than-" his words were replaced by a frown when his eyes fell on the shirt. It was a 3D muscle printed skin toned shirt that he had gifted Manik on his last birthday just to mock him for being such a body building freak. "No I am not wearing this!" "I only have that shirt in the car." Manik shrugged. "And c'mon it would look good on you. You know with those fake abs on display you wouldn't need to worry about real ones"

Alex quickly took off his suit and tossed it to the ground, then reached forth to cup her left boobs in his full hand. Ann let out a sexy soft breath and pushed him to fall flat on the bed. Alex quickly starts to undo the buttons of his shirt before slipping out of it in a haste, getting ready to take her as she approaches him slowly. She swallowed hard when she saw his strong eight pack abs revealed in front of her. He was looking so hotter without the shirt on and it made her blush hard.

The dark wood of the door seemed to mock me. Sam sighed, suddenly took off his shirt, and offered it to me. I glanced at it over my shoulder. "Wear this, at least." He said, his hand clenching the shirt too tight. His naked chest was right behind me and I avoided looking at him with all my might. His tattoos stood out on his skin and I looked away quickly. My cold body longed for some clothes and truth be told, I didn't want to walk up there in my bra to retrieve my shirt. With a sigh, I accepted the piece of clothing and put it over my head without moving too much to avoid any contact with Sam.

"Show the court your remorse." His fingers trembled as they worked the remaining buttons of her shirt. Each one gave way to reveal more of her: smooth, warm skin, the delicate lace edge of a black bra, the deep, enticing valley between her breasts. When the shirt fell open, he let out a shaky breath. She was magnificent. The contrast of the severe, unyielding uniform with the soft, vulnerable femininity beneath was utterly intoxicating.

he asked when he saw the amusement in my eyes “I do. They're lovely” I replied “great... Let's start shopping then. They're all feminine so the shopping is for you.” “wait... What? Shopping?” I asked as he moved to a rack. He picked up a nice shirt, yellow with a picture of Spongebob Squarepants on it “do you like this shirt? It's beautiful and big. I think baggy shirts would fit you” he said and raised it up “wow” I muttered loud enough for him to hear

I sat on a huge couch for over 10 minutes, wondering where he was or when he was going to come in and speak to me. "You finally came" he stepped into the room with all of his glory, looking alluring and magnificent as usual. His silky hair was messy and it scattered on his shoulder and his back. Would I ever get this handsome devil out of my head? It's difficult to let him go especially when he is this sexy. He wore a blue linen shirt that displayed his marvelously shapes abs. His almost hardened dick carved it's initials on his jeans. Damn it! Is this a plot to seduce me? If it is then it's working. I can't take my eyes off him

I shook my head as he held up two shirt options and asked my opinion, a light blue shirt and a deep red one, pointing to the red as I sipped my coffee. “You’ll be an amazing Luna. You’re confident, not afraid to call someone on their bullshit, nor will you stand for letting anyone think you are less than. I’m grateful to the Goddess for pairing us together.” he flashed me a nice smile as he pulled the red shirt over his head and used his hands to push his hair out of his face.

Dawn shook her head. “Let’s start with the good news.” “We have actual clothes. I found two of your shorts in here. They probably got mixed in with mine,” Maxwell said. “But the only shirts we have are these.” He pulled out one extra-large T-shirt with a print that read: [I Put the ‘Max’ in Maximum Pleasure] “And this is yours,” Maxwell said, showing a small-sized shirt that read: [I Survived the Max Attack!]

Sexy. Imploring. Seductive. "I'm so sorry. I feel terrible. Let me get your shirt cleaned for you," I insisted, throwing out my hand and brushing my fingers across his chest. Every synapsis had come alive, my entire body tingling. "No need," he said, grinning before yanking off his shirt from the back, peeling away the material and exposing the most glorious set of pecs I'd ever seen. So chiseled. So incredibly masculine. My mouth watered, a series of devilish images rushing into the forefront of my mind. I could lick his chest for hours, savoring the taste of him. Then I'd move to his thick, throbbing cock, sucking on just the tip until I opened my mouth wide, accepting every inch of his sw