Vegeta Shirtless Novels & Stories

Brеndа is busy tucking George in the bed and rеаdіng ѕtоrіеѕ, ѕо there’d bе no harm dоnе, but instead, I make ѕurе I bеnd right over as I ѕtаrt lоаdіng the washable роtѕ іntо the bасk оf thе machine. Turnіng, I see thаt hе’ѕ changed іntо a раіr оf low-slung workout pants аnd a t-shirt. Hіѕ аrmѕ аrе cut, thе muѕсlеѕ tоtаllу dеfіnеd. His shoulders are wіdе, аnd I ѕее the ѕkіn асrоѕѕ thе top of hіѕ сhеѕt іѕ marked with a tаttоо thаt rеаdѕ Hеll оn Eаrth.

Brеndа is busy tucking George in the bed and rеаdіng ѕtоrіеѕ, ѕо there’d bе no harm dоnе, but instead, I make ѕurе I bеnd right over as I ѕtаrt lоаdіng the washable роtѕ іntо the bасk оf thе machine. Turnіng, I see thаt hе’ѕ changed іntо a раіr оf low-slung workout pants аnd a t-shirt. Hіѕ аrmѕ аrе cut, thе muѕсlеѕ tоtаllу dеfіnеd. His shoulders are wіdе, аnd I ѕее the ѕkіn асrоѕѕ thе top of hіѕ сhеѕt іѕ marked with a tаttоо thаt rеаdѕ Hеll оn Eаrth.

If she could do what Eva wanted, then the video would be deleted, and all would be fine. "What's going on here?" Elena asked as she stared at the shirtless man. He was a tall and huge man and with his chest bare, Elena knew he had been working out, too much of it even. His arms were huge, and without touching them, Elena could see that there were strong ones that could get hold of anything at any time. The only clothing on his body was a short that hugged his strong thighs perfectly such that one could see all that they contained. "Eva? What the hell is going on here?" She queried Eva who just gave her a smile that suggested something weird.

He thinks about her, knowing that she is safe back at home, even if she is made at him. He never wants her to ever see anything like this. Leaning down, he picks up a shirt to go with the size too big athletic shorts that he found laying on the ground. Neither garmet matches but at least he is no longer naked. All the warriors that shifted to fight are looking for clothes to cover themselves. “Heath?”

"Clean off your body with sand. Call us back once you are dressed." "My shirt?" I asked as I held up the ensanguined shirt. For some reason, I felt the desert camouflage pattern was ruined. "He can go shirtless," Priya suggested quickly. Mona and Rachel nodded. 'Showered in pig's blood'...I didn't recall seeing that on a Cosmo sex quiz. I shuddered to think whose sexual survey would...oh, right, it was on the Satan's Sluts' To-do List.

Gripping. "Shit," I whispered, clutching my chest. His chin-length chocolate hair was tousled. He was shirtless with his hard torso on display for my hungry gaze above a pair of red and black, plaid pajama shorts that hung just low enough on his hips to make that V-line mouth-watering. "I didn't know you were home...or shirtless."

The whole place was quiet again without his running feet and the bouncing of the ball. “Forget it,” he said, pulling off his T shirt immediately and using it to wipe his face. I watched him, this guy really must have been carved by the gods. I mean how could a man be so beautiful inside out? Aiden had his white singlet on but I could see the popping out of his biceps. His chest took up every space on the vest as it clasped on him, pronouncing the muscles even more. My eyes went from his chest to his slim waist and I wished he could take off the vest as well, I would really love to have a good look of his skin and his stomach. “Take a picture, it would last longer.” I heard and snapped out of

I asked immediately, my voice laced with panic. He didn't respond though and just proceeded to undo his buttons, pulling off the long sleeve grey shirt he had on, and leaving his torso bare, well not really bare since he wore a grey singlet but with his ripped abs and biceps, it was as good as him being bare. I couldn't literally see the outline of his well toned eight park abs through the thin fabric of the singlet and I found myself swallowing hard. The room suddenly felt hot, and I almost began fanning myself with an invisible fan but held my hand back.

He grinned. "You used to be better at this seduction thing. You might be losing your touch." Vara nudged him back. "Oh, I plan on touching you a lot, but we're both filthy and the sheets are clean." Alec backed away, unbuttoning the long-sleeved shirt he'd worn for days. One side of Vara's mouth quirked up, and she watched him strip out of the shirt, then his vest and the sport fabric tee under that. The cool air of the room felt good after so many days living in that gear.

he folded his arms over his chest, flexing his massive biceps. "Okay, let me change first," I stood to my feet and rounded the desk. Victor's eyes skimmed down my body and in reaction, every tiny hair on my skin stood at the attention. He sunk his white teeth down onto his bottom lip and his eyes flashed black, "You don't need to change." I looked down at my blue denim shorts and pink crop top ensemble, "I can't train in these, I need to put on tights or something." "More like you need to take everything off," a toothy grin made its way to Victor's face, "You have to get naked to shift or else you'll rip your clothes to shreds, or did you forget that?"