Timothy Champagne Nude Novels & Stories

one of the guys says, stretching and letting out a big yawn. His chestnut hair falls messily over his forehead, and I notice a small tattoo peeking out from behind his ear when he turns his head. His eyes, a piercing shade of rural green, are so cold and intense that they send a shiver down my spine. I make a mental note to steer clear of him. "Timothy Waldorf, but you can call me Tim," the next guy chimes in, standing two inches shorter than Ant. I keep my head tilted up to meet his gaze. He's got honey brown eyes and blonde thick hair, which, like Ant, will make him oh so memorable.

Timothy nodded slowly at what his boy had said. Timothy, the tanner, looked as evil as I thought he was. With thinning brown hair which hung around his face in greasy strands. And small beady eyes which seemed sunk into his thin face. His jaw led to a pointed chin and his lips were thin. He constantly licked them as if nervous all the time. He was short and thin and always smelled of onions. He was looking from me to Triana then back and forth.

A quick flash of his fingers tapping lightly on my clit as punishment, makes me shiver and clench my thighs together, I would very much like it actually. “Danny, you are here too? How…?” Chris asks with eyes in my direction, I shake my head effectively stopping his question in its track. “Hi Tim, it’s a nice place you guys have running.” The lie slips out as effortlessly as my flirty smile slips on. Tim is a mess, he doesn’t know how to hide the two colored spots on his cheek, until Chris clears his throat nosily. “It is basically Chris; I still have a lot to learn from him.”

Khloe shouted. Timothy laughed, jerking his head up. His eyes weren't clear and in a far distance. "ThereThere was this girl in my school. Her hair is smooth. Her lips... dammit! Her lips are so soft. S-She's so fragile under my hands and I wanted to violate that weakness. I did... I've done it! Sh-She was so deep and... And she was so warm. Do you know her?" He asked and looked at Tiana, although he didn't recognize my friend under the mask. "Do you?" He asked James this time with a demented smile. "Her name is Bai–" "Don't even say her name!!! I'll fucking kill you!!" Tiana cried out in anger as she pinned Timothy down and punched his face repeatedly. "I'm going to kill you!!!"

He chuckled as he led us all to his back rooms. I watched Charlotte out of the corner of my eye, I had to bite my cheek to stop myself from laughing. Tim was a man of many talents, and he had many different business ventures working out of the one building. All along the walls were glass cages with women and men inside, some were wearing lingerie, while others were naked. Some were alone and others were fucking like rabbits. By the time we made it to Tims office Charlottes face was bright red. “Are you ok dear?” Tim asked her as we sat down on the couch in his office.

He froze when he felt the rise of Timothy's bare ass cheek, and slowly closed his eyes as he moved his hand back up. 'Fuck!' He thought when he realized how naked his little mate was laying against him. Of course, he would be naked, he just shifted! He's not sure why he didn't think of that. He tries not to think of the fact that his mate is naked. But the more he tries not to think about it, the more he pictures his nice round ass, and wonders how soft it is? 'Naked Alpha, naked Alpha...' Colton chants in his head, until his cock is no longer rock hard. He smiles as he lightly trails his fingers along Timothy's back, and feels the goosebumps spreading across his skin.

she blurted out. The moment the words left her lips, she wished she had just kept her mouth shut. She had lost her temper and forgotten that the person in front of her was Timothy. He was not one of those innocent young men who blushed at the slightest provocation. Timothy was not the type to blush even if someone were lying naked next to him. He was likely far more lustful than the average person. He was a typical example of a wolf in sheep's clothing. He chuckled as he led her out of the elevator. "Let's give it a try. We don't want you going around saying I'm impotent." He made sure to emphasize his words as a hint of a smile flashed across his face.

*—Timothy—* Timothy looked at the woman lying across from him. She was beautiful in a different way. She had a sparkle in her gaze that had coaxed him ever since he saw her in the coffee shop that morning, her hair such a dark shade just made him conjure up a thousand sexual positions where her black hair fell over them, surrounded, sweaty, wet, it was so exciting to think about, he didn’t want to think about what it would be like to make it happen. The girl was practically a mystery to him, he didn’t know her at all, and his bruised male ego screamed at him that he didn’t want to know her either.