Towel Wrapped Around Waist Novels & Stories

He or his housekeeper must be a little OCD. In one of the drawers on the middle island I find a pair of gray sweats and a sweatshirt, the only things that I can come close to fitting into. I drop the towel and put the pants on. I have to roll the waistband over three times and even then, I still have to fold up the legs. But they still keep sliding down So I choose one of his ties and use it like a belt around my waist. His actual belts will be too big. The sweatshirt hits the middle of my thighs, but I'm very aware of not having anything on underneath.

Levi tells him seductively, as he pulls away from me to look over my shoulder at him. I turn my head to see him standing with a towel wrapped around his waist with a very noticeable bulge pushing against the front of it. "Are you sure, Angel?" Salem murmurs softly. "More than sure, Salem. I'm truly honored." I smile.

"Don't worry about Silas. He made a choice. Now he has to live with it." "Kade..." "Done," he said, cutting me off. He grabbed a thick, fluffy white towel from the warmer rack and held it open. "Stand up." I stood up, the water cascading off my body. I felt exposed, vulnerable, but Kade didn't look down. He kept his eyes locked on my face as he wrapped the massive towel around me, pulling it tight. He rubbed my arms briskly, trying to generate heat. "You're still shivering," he noted, frowning.

Climbing out he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Shaking his hair dry like a dog. His bangs were long, hanging in his eyes. Working his fingers through his hair, placing it into a style that he doesn’t usually wear. Leaving the bathroom, he makes his way toward his dresser. Grabbing his clothes. A pair of jeans and a plain black t-shirt. Making his way back to the bathroom and picking up his hair gel. Taking a little drop of gel before working it through his hair.

She watched the water that kept dripping and rolling through the lines of his abs. He has a well built and which would get anyone drooling at all. She's not excluded cos she's actually drooling right now. Even if she wants to stop herself from doing so, she just can't, he's just too charming too look away. Not with the way he looks so manly. Then she looked down at his waist, The way the towel is wrapped, it can easily fall off if he makes any slight movement. Regaining herself, Regina turned immediately, backing him.

It's my great mistake. There he was standing in his towel wrapped around his waist . Water is dripping from his hair and his drool worthy abs are glistening with water. The room filled with his scent of his cologne which is always intoxicating . He turned his back towards me and started to dry his hair with the towel which was in his hand….the way his back muscles flexed and his biceps got pumped up it was worth dying for. Ye ladka aj humhe marne ka plan bana hai kya? (Is this boy planned to kill us today?) My heart asked me.

“The other girls aren’t concerned about that.” “Well, I’m not like most other girls.” “You’re not?” He scoffed. “I’d say you are. Ordinary lips…” His hands moved gently over my lips. “An empty gaze…” His fingers brushed my hair back. “A neck…” Immediately, I pushed his hands away. “What’s that?” he asked. “A knot.” “A knot?” He raised a brow. “To show how twisted you are?” He laughed softly. I pushed him back. “To show how strong I am.”

Ash obeyed instantly. Elias took a length of soft, black silk rope. He began to bind Ash’s wrists behind his back, his movements sure and practiced. It wasn’t just a tie; it was an art form. The rope crisscrossed Ash’s chest, highlighting his muscular pecs, framing his nipples. It wrapped around his waist, down to his thighs, forcing his legs slightly apart. His dick and balls were left free, jutting out from the intricate web of rope. He was a work of art, a living sculpture of submission.

The eyes closed once more and a tongue poked out and licked the lips. A sigh left the lips before the owner reached for the towel that was hanging on the hanger and wiped his body, a muscular chest with flat strong tummy with sexy looking six packs, the water beads made it sexy to look upon and he slowly dabbed the towel on his skin before tying it around his slim waist. He opened the glass and stepped out, then walking to the door, he opened it and stopped, looking at the woman dressed in nothing but red lingerie.

He stepped away from Até and wrapped his arm around my waist, planting a kiss on my forehead before whispering in my ear. “Scold me for not keeping my distance later love, I can sense you need me close right now…” He was right. His touch was instantly calming. I was thankful we were not near the sea, for the storm that would have brewed from that little episode would have been intense. “My, my…. Tethered mates? Now that is a rare sight indeed.” Até mused. “Pleasure seeing you as always, cousin. But we really must keep on our way…”