Novel & Cerita Towel Wrapped Around Waist

He had taken off his trousers and a towel was wrapped around his waist. Slowly, her eyes widened as the towel slipped off his waist and fell to the floor.

My towel which I ensured was tied properly round my waist, dropped to the floor. I was bare.

WARNING : SEXUAL CONTENT (21+) 🚫 🚫 🚫 I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Let's cooperate with each other❤️ ***** "Why do you still wear that gown?" Ozgur asked, when he came out of the bathroom. Ozgur wore only a towel wrapped around his waist. I can guess, if he doesn't use any strings behind his towel. His skin looks radiant with perfect sculptures. Broad shoulders, strong arm muscles, broad chest and six-pack abs. He's so hot.

It was an R-rated scene early in the morning. He was standing near the closet door with a white bath towel wrapped around his low waist, which can fall down at any moment, and the only grip it got was a weak knot at the end. I was rooted to my place while my eyes were worshipping the Greek God's body in front of me.

Then I sipped the coffee. After a while, Sahir stepped out of the washroom wrapping towel around his waist, and hurriedly went inside the closet. My mouth hung open while chewing the food, seeing him in a towel, which was loosely hanged around his waist, showing his perfect shaped body and sculpted torso.

Apparently, he wasn't wearing anything aside from the damn white towel around his waist. I gulped. His body is made out of perfection. He had that toned body all women must have dreams of having. Those eight pack abs were to die for, his hard chiseled chest, that gorgeous, v-line on his abdomen... Again, I swallowed. The damn towel was dangerously hanging around his waist, showing off his sexy v-line. I suddenly thought how long and thick it is behind that towel of his... I shook my head and tried to erase that demonic thoughts out of my head. Fuck, Rosey. Get a grip girl!

He was standing by the closet door when she got inside, he had only a towel around his waist, exposing his torso. . . . …..

I said. This won't do, I need to get out of the bathtub as soon as possible. I looked around the bathroom, looking for what I could use to cover myself up, since I was wet and couldn't put on my pants at that time. Just then, I saw a set of white towels hanging on a pole. Immediately, I got out of the bathtub and walked on tip-toe to where the towel was. I slowly stretched my hands up to one of the towels and pulled it down. Without wasting more time, I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked over to the door.

A second later, James strode into view, fresh from the shower. A towel hung loosely around his waist, so low that it showed the strong V of his hips and the trail of dark, wet hair leading down to his groin. My core gave a sharp, sinful squeeze.

Hermosa pov He came out of the shower with a towel trying to dry himself. A white towel tied firmly at his waist region. Water dripped from his hair to his hot abs. I was confused whether to believe her or not but the vial staring at me told me she was telling the truth. "Hey," he stepped forward picking up his jacket from the floor. "Something wrong?" He asked. "No." I lied as he walked over to the other side of the room to get his shampoo.