Travis Kelce Nudes Novels & Stories

I shook my head and turned away, avoiding his pleading gaze. I noticed his face fell, he was silent. I felt bad, he has been nice to me and I rejected his first request. I sighed. "Why not go with Rita, you think I don't know you've been stealing glances at her whenever we are together", I smirked raising an eyebrow looking at him. "What? Me?" Delvin scoffed, faking a surprise yet blushing. "Yes you, Mr silent crusher", I laughed teasing him. "I don't know what you're talking about kelsi' he looked away avoiding my gaze this time around.

It was a casual, unedited picture taken at some high end tropical resort. Jace was completely shirtless, standing on a deck with a pair of dark sunglasses on. His body was an absolute masterpiece of hard, cut muscle washboard abs, deep v-lines disappearing into his low hanging swim trunks, and massive, thick arms that looked capable of snapping a person in half. His dick print in that swimming trunk was... Gosh.. A sudden, overwhelming wave of pure, unchecked lust hit me like a physical blow. I couldn't control it anymore. The heat in my chest turned into an agonizing, throbbing ache between my legs that demanded to be answered.

My bed hit the back of my knees and I sat down. Tristan was watching me with this hunger that I haven't seen before as he removed his t-shirt and then he undid his jeans. Removing his sneakers and letting his jeans fall to the ground and he stepped out of it. He was left in his boxer briefs. His erection was visible and he was huge. He removed his boxer brief, his c^ck springing to life and my eyes widened at how huge he really was.

Kaylee and Sophie helped, shoving his jeans down to his ankles His white briefs were tented already, poor thing was hard from fear. We ripped those down too. He stood there completely naked, hands flying to cover his crotch, and his skinny legs trembling. His cock was hidden behind his palms, but the rest of him was on full display, his narrow hips, flat ass, that sad little happy trail leading nowhere. Kaylee zoomed in with her phone. “Smile for the camera, virgin. Say cheese...”

When Rex rushed into the Imperial, Nathan had an inkling of what he was going to say as he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the latest news with a frown on his face. In today's breaking news on Taadi's business industry, the famous business man, Nathan Clemon, was suspected of human trafficking, having reportedly married an underage girl to be his wife. At the same time, a scandal broke out revealing that the popular business, Kyle Michel, was in an intimate relationship with one of his fans. He was revealed to have had a one night stand with 'Little Kitten', a high profile individual among his fan group. Moreover, he refused to take responsibility after sleeping with her

A few hours later, they were still lounging in bed, eating popcorn and watching Cops reruns, when Chassie said, “Why are so many people on this show always naked? No one wanders around naked in real life.” “Spoken by a woman who is totally buck-ass nekkid between not one, but two buck-ass nekkid men,” Trevor pointed out. The phone rang, cutting off her response. Trevor snagged the receiver off the coffee table and answered, “Hello?” He frowned.

“How are we gonna bust them now? Trent says it’ll take him two days to break into it.” Nathan finally spots the man in a vase, violently throwing up. “I’ll take care of it,” he says and hangs up. Kelso is buzzed. He belches out everything in his stomach, feeling heavy and stumped. Once he’s done, he staggers towards a couch and lays there. “You’re not very good at poker.” Kelso’s eyes fling open and to his annoyance, the CEO of JR Media is standing above him. “F*ck you!” He curses. “Get outta here before I hit you-”

"Okay. Do you want on-location or at the studio set?" Ingrid couldn't hide her excitement. "On-location sounds nice." Cade turned to Noah, who was behind him, with a grin. "Noelani, do you want a new nude photo?" Ingrid looked at her boss. "You have a nude photo, sir?" she asked, smiling. "I wasn't nude," Noah said, embarrassed, narrowing his eyes at Cade. "Why did I let you guys convince me back then?” "He was wearing skimpy swimwear," Cade told Ingrid. "The picture is on my I*******m; do you want to see it?"

Then she grinned at him, got what her girls called the morning twinkle in her eyes and asked, “Have yeh thought about wearing a kilt? Make it easier for that man of yers to feck the hell out of yeh.” That was all that the club needed. Trevor’s little man running around in a kilt. The man was a freak who liked spontaneous sex in random places. Knuckles had walked into way too many rooms where they were going at it. Of course, Clay himself was a complete contradiction. Flaming gay man. Had been a sniper with the Navy SEALS. Was now an interior designer. Had no problem doing an occasional job for Werewolf. Not design related. “What are yeh thinking about that has yeh making such a face?” Nessie

Stella was sitting in the living room, and she could see Keegan. He was shirtless while wearing formal trousers. His back muscles moved up and down as he shook his shirt. It was exceptionally pleasing to the eyes.