Spencer Grammer Nude Novels & Stories

I avert my gaze, lowering my head and taking a half-step back, only to realize that Spencer is just walking past me. He’s shirtless, torso still wet and glistening from the shower, and he’s wearing nothing but a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. The air feels electric crackling between us. His well-defined muscles move perfectly with each step, flexing and relaxing, and I can’t help but stare. He looks impossibly sexy. I bite my lip and turn my face away awkwardly, unable to look at him dead-on. Behind me, I hear Spencer chuckle softly. Gathering my courage, I manage to ask, “Is there something you need from me, Your Highness?”

Spade was still trying to hide his hard on from Matteo as he tried to stop it from getting any harder but that was almost impossible, not with Nate still standing almost half naked on the screen. Nate suddenly hooked his hands to the towel around his waist as both men's eyes widen, one dreading the reaction his body would give upon seeing the complete nakedness of Nate, while the other only shocked at how easy it was for Nate to always strip for the camera. Slowly but surely, Nate began peeling off the towel, Spade tensed as the top part of Nate's butt began showing, he swallowed hard as he felt Matteo's body heat close to him, he didn't want anyone to be seeing this, this was going too far

With a sarcastic smile—or the closest to it I can pull off while he plays with his fingers inside me—I reach for the bulge in his sweatpants, noticing his eyes close as I squeeze his manhood in my hands. “Shit, Hayden…” he curses under his breath, savoring the way I’m teasing him. But with a swift movement, Spencer is out of the bed. Before I can complain or utter a single word, he pulls his hoodie over his head, revealing his toned abs, his six pack so defined that it’s ridiculous. I remember Spencer being sculptured when he was younger, but this…this is something completely different. He’s a grown man, bulkier and hotter than ever. I’m sure I’m drooling, my mouth agape, as I watch him undr

With his broad hands he unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. Lisa bit her lips which was luscious to eyes. A small moan escaped from her brown lips when Damien bit hard on her nipples. "Ahhh...!!!" Celestine screamed and stood up covering her eyes. It was same as watching porn movie. "Fuck!!!" Damien cursed and left Lisa who was breathing heavily. "We can continue. Den is there to help her." Lisa said unhappily. "I am not in mood." Damien left fuming Lisa naked on bed. "Fuck you Celestine" she cursed her.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

The King rolled his eyes accompanied by those long curve lines written on his forehead. "I found a secret, a flaw to be specific, on how to uplift the Cursed System that has befallen our kind," I added. Even the king could not deny his intrigued and confused expression the way I expected. "Listen, everyone! I, Gaius Spencer, challenge the King for a one-on-one battle!" Several indistinct whispers from the vampires around me echoed in my ears, most are in disbelief that I could dare challenge the king without even thinking things through.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

Spike said, "Thank Britt not me, she's the one who started all this nude stuff. I used to sit on the porch in the evening, in the nude but this is a first for me too, working in the barn while I'm nude." While we were sitting, I noticed spike had his shirt open but both Mark and Steve took their shirts off. Before we got back on our horses, both spike and snake took off their shirt and tied them behind their saddle where I tied the canvas bag. Again, spike nonchalantly boosted my ass up into my saddle without any fanfare and no one else seemed to notice.

Several empty wine glasses were fanned out near the billionaire. Spencer shrugged then laughed, “Don’t have a fucking clue man. I’ve been a bit distracted myself. That sexy harpist has been undressing me with her eyes all night. I’ve had like six glasses of champagne and two gin and tonics. And that was before the reception even started. And I’m pretty sure my wife is off fucking my cousin right now.” “For fuck sake Spencer, for once in your life man, be a responsible adult and cut Grayson off. Hell, cut yourself off. You know he shouldn’t be drinking a lot.”

But it accentuated her chest and waist, showing how curvy she was. She didn't put on makeup. Under her sunglasses, her face was pale. The only color on her body was her glimmering lip gloss. Anyone would want to kiss her on those lips. Spencer passed a cup of coffee to her. He quietly raised his eyebrow. "I didn't know that you were so curvy." Men would sound disgusting if they weren't careful with their comments on women's bodies. But Spencer's face was even prettier than regular women. It was alright when he said those words.