He made room for her between his arm and bare chest.

His bare chest was only a little less white than my gown.

She felt the heat of his bare chest, only inches away.

He looked down at his bare chest, and they both laughed.

His bare chest rose and fell with a little too much pressure.

She reached out and placed her hand on his bare chest.

I wanted to run my hands over his bare chest.

He stepped in front of me, and all I could see was his bare chest.

He looked up at the man, saw the blood on his bare chest.

Her hand landed in the center of his bare chest.