Seduce Me Please Shirt Novels & Stories

My nipples were poking through the thin material of my shirt and my crossed arms under it was just making it so obvious. Oh my gosh. Could this be any more embarrassing? I put my hands by my side and bent my shoulders forward, hoping it would make my breasts less visible. I was too ashamed to check if it had worked. He smiled again and I blinked. “Back to our conversation. Why are you so against me not wearing a shirt?” He asked. “Because I know you’re trying to show off and honestly, it’s pathetic. If you’re trying to seduce someone, why don’t you go back inside and check if your girlfriend is up for round two?” I asked with wide eyes.

What does he want now? “Please, I’m going to be late.” I hissed, not really in the mood to accommodate him. I know he’s rich, he looks the part on the outside. I’m guessing he’s a rich, privileged bastard who come here wanting to look the part. “I just want to help,” He let go of me, putting both his hands up in surrender as he smiles. “Wear this,” My eyes went wide when he suddenly started pulling up his white button-up shirt, revealing an impressive 8-pack abs that did justice to his body.

his voice vibrated from beneath his chest. My breath caught in my throat as his hands circle my waist, pulling me closer. That sudden pull caused the shirt to raise slightly, exposing my butt cheeks to the cool air. Heat rose to my cheeks, my pussy throbbing to be touched. “You stand here, in my shirt with no bra nor panties, looking all flushed and breathless....” his voice speaks low. My lower belly tugs with want, looking at his dark eyes that was soaked with desire. “You offered me this shirt.” I state softly.

Slowly, I begin to undress, my movements slow as if I'm performing a dance for his pleasure. First, I unbutton my shirt, letting it fall open, revealing my chest, now exposed and vulnerable. The cool air brushes against my skin, sending goosebumps across my body. I take my time, savoring the sensation, knowing he's watching intently. With a slow movement, I slip the shirt off my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.

But that doesn't mean that I can't admire his body. His white shirt, which he was wearing today at the cruise party under his turquoise suit, is now available in plain sight. The first three buttons are left open, giving a view of his broad and defined chest. I can also make out the ridges below his neck. Damn! It looks smooth and shiny. How would it feel if I touched it? Would it feel silky? Meera! What the fuck are you thinking!!!! Remember,you hate this man! And having thoughts of making out with him doesn't seem like a great idea!

"It was nice, it fit me beautifully. How did you like me when I wore it?" Mahesh smiled at her and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "You looked stunning," he replied softly, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "Do you want to try another one?" "Oh, sure," she said, her smile a mix of shyness, excitement, and nervousness. "Go and try one. There is a special top, too. It has thin shoulder straps, is sleeveless, and has a modest neckline," Mahesh told her, pointing towards the cupboard.

His gaze meets mine and I pout. "Please?" I say and he sighs, his hands dropping to his sides. I quickly unbutton his shirt, feeling his gaze boring hole into my head. He doesn't say a word as I peel off his wet shirt from his body, revealing his smooth skin. Damn, he's fine.

Leo would certainly get a kick out of it if G-Man was wearing it when he woke up. She found several more and figured this must have been the shirts his friend had bought him, unloved and unworn, hidden away in shame. She couldn’t decide which was her favorite, so many good choices. Like the shirt with the arrow pointing to the side with “I’m with sexy.” The one with don’t hate me because I’m beautiful or Maybe he’s born with it. Or maybe it’s botox.

She spoke with little to no emotion- making it hard to tell if she was being genuine or not. Jack offers her a very unamused look in return before speaking. "I'm sure." He replied whilst sitting himself down on my bed. I began to look through my closet for something cute to wear, that would also provide me with comfort. My eyes scan over all my possible selections before landing on a purple long-sleeved v-neck. The shirt is cotton, so it's soft and it also has different ruffles for style. This is definitely one of my favorite shirts.

I tug at the sleeve of the black dress shirt he wears, pleading in my low voice. He tusks and turns away, and when his eyes settle on my body once again, the devious edge to his features surfaces to repel his annoyance. With shady interest, he speaks, “Tonight, you shall renounce your title as a noble Lady and invoke your desires” I gulp and say nothing to his statement, pensively avoiding meeting Mei’s eyes as guilt festers in my chest. I keep low and biddable behind the Vampire, now internally fussing over the black mini-skirt with a slit on my left thigh, and the off-shoulder pink crop top hugging my body like a second skin.