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" For the sake of securing the deal, Aaron endured what most would never tolerate. Tattoos? Fine. Liking men? Fine. As long as Thomas didn't physically attack anyone, they could live with it. Despite being given a heads-up, the three of them still looked as if they had swallowed something foul. If Thomas was any random interviewee, they would have shown him the door a long time ago. Meanwhile, the live-stream audience was in hysterics. Thomas chewed his gum with an air of complete nonchalance. He stretched his long legs out in front of him and crossed them at the ankles. Then, he sat up and shook his legs.

He said, sliding his fingers out of me, dripping with my juices, and popped them in his mouth, licking them thoroughly as he drew his fingers out. But as I came down from my orgasm, I noticed his words and a thud echoed in my chest. …the only one who gets to see you look so fucking tempting… The words Brooke said to me earlier today about the photoshoot swarmed my mind and I shivered. I’d have to be nearly and I mean, nearly naked in pictures that would spread all over the world. Everyone would see me. Neil hates extreme stunts like that. How would he take this?

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

"Is everything alright, Sir?" "Nothing for you to worry about," Nathaniel said curtly, settling himself by the bank of the river and shrugging his coat and shirt off. His body was toned and skin kissed by the sun, fading the tattoo that decorated his back and slipped around to circle his nipple. Thomas averted his eyes, still embarrassed after all this time, at seeing his superior unclothed. "Yes, Sir. I was just concerned." "Don't be."

“I would worry more about your daughter’s unwelcome advances and lack of understanding that I am uninterested, than about your adult son sharing a bathroom with me.” Thmas stands there frowning at me for minutes that feel like hours and I hear the bathroom door open as Rhett calls out to me, “Gabriel, I’m all showered…” Oh, fuck! Rhett takes in the scene and quickly goes back to his bedroom, but I can’t help noticing his gorgeous, wet body in nothing but a towel. Unfortunately, Thomas notices as well and turns to me with a glare. “He is too comfortable being naked in front of everyone! He should not be opening your door like that!” Thomas snaps.

he said again, his voice barely above a whisper, shooting her a shocked look. She shifted closer, placing a hand on his thigh, pretending to focus on the screen as her fingers inched upward. "I hear the plot is really... engaging." Thomas swallowed hard. "Y-yeah," he managed. The men on the screen shoved their cocks into the actress's mouth, grunting as she sucked them off. Thomas's mouth dropped open. Miwa slid a hand up his thigh, eyeing the Binet that rapidly formed in his pants. "Enjoying the film?"

What’s fun about it! Go die, you criminal bastards! Ah, right now I’m that criminal bastard! ‘There was also a scene where Gabriel Bailey attacked Harper… To relieve the inferiority complex he had toward his younger brother…’ Provocative scenes crept through my mind. Even though I read them with blurry eyes, there were so many shocking lines that even with my eyes tightly shut, they flowed in between my eyelids on their own and stuck firmly in my frontal lobe. Something about restraining with a belt, tearing clothes, what pheromones? And drugs…

She laughed maniacally before jumping up, letting the saddle blanket fall from her to leave her only in a nightshirt and her canvas paints. Ade and Mateo shifted their eyes and flushed cheeks elsewhere while Wayne dropped his spoon full of beans onto the ground, and Thomas hopped up before anyone else could and covered her with his own saddle blanket. Dodge didn’t miss the lingering stare Thomas gave her either, though Cassidy was too drunk off her own thoughts. “I think we got ourselves a connection boys!”

Jasmine was afraid to turn around, so she just stood there and hugged her body. Tommy was speechless, "Jesus, this woman will definitely be the death of me, I can't take this," as he continued to stare at Jasmine's naked body, Tommy swiftly untied his own knot before sliding the robe off his shoulders as it dropped to the floor. He stepped forwards and wrapped his hands around her naked waist causing her to flinch.

“Sun will be going down soon.” Now he grabbed the long-dead Tits by the ankles and dragged her away from the others. Unlike them, she was naked, her flesh so pale it’d turned a darker blue, save for the green of the stomach and the patches of purple near the armpits and clouding the feet. He tested her arm. It was stiff and cold, but still moved. “Fucked up, man.” “Not our problem, dip shit,” Brody said as he walked to the window.