Sexy Guy Novels & Stories

Who the sexy hell is this? "I can feel you looking at me." The mysterious guy says, finally standing straight. He turns around. "It is rude to stare." Oh shit. Oh my freaking fucking shit. What the fuck is Nate Adams doing here?! My shock sinks down into my throat as I am hit with another wave of his juicy sexiness. A sexiness that I am seeing so close for the very first time. He is tall, with broad shoulders and strong arms. The two circular muscular curves of his chest is carved, deep, breathtaking and covered with sleek shiny sweat. A line of dripping sweat snakes down a wet path from the dip of his neck down to his stomach, making me swallow at the deep curves of his six abs lining his p

He said, blowing me a kiss, and then hung up without even saying goodbye. I looked at the phone on my hands in surprise. Wow! Who the hell did this guy think he was? "The nerve of this guy!" All I wanted was a stupid contract and a good time, not an irritating idiot. Men. Always had something stuck up their sorry asses. Especially the rich ones. Dinner? Red dress? Oh we was going to get more than dinner. He was going to get just what he deserved. And I was sure I had a brand new red dress somewhere, that was perfect for the occasion.

"No, I’m realistic. Whoever this guy is, he seems serious. And rich. And definitely into you." I rolled my eyes. "It’s not like that." "Mmmhmm. Sure. So tell me more. Was he hot?" I blushed. "Gemma!" "Don’t Gemma me. Answer the damn question." I bit my lip. "He’s... intimidating. Tall, dangerous. The kind of man who doesn’t speak unless it matters. But yeah, he’s hot. Like, incredibly so." Gemma clutched her chest. "Heavens. Where do I sign up for one of those?"

Ha fucking ha. “I am the guy you’re marrying and the father of that fucking baby. If you dare step foot in Chicago without me then I’ll seriously lose my shit.” He’s scary right now with his blazing green eyes and tense stubbly jaw. Scary in a sexy male model ‘who could possibly use his top coming off to cool him down’ sort of way. Really, Emma, sex while you’re raging at him? Hormones!

he asks and I mentally do my happy dance. This sexy greek god wants to take me out!! Ohhh I'm soo saying hell yeah! Jody, Jason, Jackson, Mason, Hudson and Kyle can suck it! Plus I think they'd be intimidated by him and not the other way around ha! No scaring this one away boys! He's such a mans man. Down right sexy. What is happening to me ? I've never felt this crazy about someone I just met. Scratch that no one has ever captured my attention like this.

"I want the whole package Addie, and I always get what I want. I am very persistent. And I believe I can fucked you up better, to want a relationship with me. But for now, there is no relationship Addie, we are moving as slow as you want. It's like your sugar daddy deals, I'm just going to take care of your needs. I will make sure that you're happy, content, and comfortable." With that sentence, he started kissing me, as he pushed me flat to the alley wall. My hands were trailing to his chest then to his muscular back, pulling him closer to me. Then he was cursing, as flashes of cameras were clicking, taking our pictures. He quickly took off his jacket and covered my head, and draped his arm

he graoned once more as his hand was moving up and down on his cock, he felt so good. After some moment a sexy male descended from the stairs, be has white hair that was complimented with his white eyebrows, his body was musclarly chiseled and firm, his jawline was so angular and sharp that some gods would curse him due to jealousy, the male firm muscled legs where flexing and twitching as he descended the stairs, he was only in a tight black boxer that fitted him so well making him look like a sex god which he is, the male was only twenty three and he's Adonis.

I'd heard Lyra talk about him many times, but she never mentioned how deliciously sexy he was. I watched him as he scanned the room searching for me. He stood 6'4" tall, with a strong muscular build. His hair was jet black, long, and messy. His piercing blue eyes finally found me. His full lips curled up into a devilish grin, with a small scar just above his left eyebrow which only added to his rugged sex appeal. His style was effortless, wearing a half-unbuttoned fitted silk shirt, dark jeans, and an Italian leather jacket. He had that billionaire, deadly, sexy-hot, mob boss look that had all the ladies drawn to him, with lustful eyes and wet panties.

“Yeah but when he finds out which he will, it will be you who is struggling to breathe through a tube in a hospital bed.” The expression on his face warps, and I turn away, taking Kayleigh with me. “That guy was weird,” she comments. “Does he really think that sort of approach works?” “For some girls, I bet it does,” I exhale. “I mean, he was kind of sexy though.” I stare at her like she’s lost her mind. “But his personality makes him a zero out of ten.” “True,” she sighs. “Sometimes, I like the idea of a big muscly man to throw me around a bedroom, though. That turns me on. Do you know what I mean?”