Derek Luh Nude Novels & Stories

Clara's POV Derek placed the bucket on the ground next to him and gave me a furious look. He was still shirtless in his chest and wearing sweatpants. The first thing that struck me was that, thankfully, he was still alive. When it eventually dawned on me that I was half nude in his bed, I realised that I was not going to go to prison for helping to commit a murder.

"Throw me in coach I am ready!" I had Natasha hack into Derek and Rubys social media accounts. Natasha guaranteed no traces would lead back to us. We dealt with Derek’s profile first. I had Natasha load the less promiscuous photos, the ones with barely any nudity. They had enough that you can tell what was happening though. I may be evil in some ways but having nude photos of Ruby circulating online forever is a path I did not want to go down.

Sleek equipment, mirrors lining one wall, and— Oh. Oh wow. Derek was attacking a heavy bag with a rigor that was almost violent. Each punch landed with a thud. His whole body coiled and released with controlled precision. But it wasn’t the display of force that made my breath catch. It was the fact that he was shirtless. Completely shirtless.

It was the first one that Liora had placed me in. The one with the barely-there covering for my nipples and the thong disappearing right between the crack of my ass. That very one! I wanted to wring Liora’s neck. “He saw me almost naked? Are you serious right now?! What else, Derek is also going to take a peek as well?” “Come on, it was a mistake. And besides, Derek isn’t even around yet.” Better because I would flat out kill myself if he ever saw any of those shots.

I heard Derek's calm, masculine and suiting voice speak out and was about to turn towards him with a smile when I remembered I was completely naked. I looked towards his direction and found him holding out my dress on his finger tip with a naughty grin plastered on his face. “The fuck Derek!!!?”

He continued to play with her breasts, squeezing, licking, flicking and teasing them until Chelsea was breathing deep and hard. Then Derek stepped on the bed with his knee. Chelsea instinctively opened her legs, allowing him to hover above on his knees. He was too striking for words, being naked and unashamed before her. Derek reached for her panties. Chelsea raised her hips a little to help him to remove them. They were off so fast she had almost missed it. Derek tossed them aside somewhere on the floor. Then he placed his hand on the side of her knee. “Open your legs a little more.”

He could feel himself getting hard with anticipation. Derek had no illusions. He knew he wasn’t a catch. He was fat with boils on his back that he couldn’t get rid of no matter what dermatologist he patronized. His face was round with a distinct double chin and his teeth were a warm pearl in color that bordered on yellow. He’d made an appointment to get them whitened, but had an emergency come up that caused him to miss the appointment and he just never found the time to reschedule. He did his best to keep his breath fresh, stay clean shaven, and make sure the hair was plucked from his nose and his ears, but that’s the best he could do for her.

I could see his third leg dangling and I gasped covering my eyes. I felt myself being lifted up from the ground. “ Why are you covering your eyes, are you still shying on me ” Derek said as he held her in his embrace. “ You... You're still naked ” I said still covering my eyes. “ Hmm ” he hummed and then he pried the duvet away from my body leaving me naked as him and I gasped. “ How about now ” he said with a smirk. “ Oh my God, Derek.... You, since when did you become this shameless ” I said trying to hide my body with my hands.

~Celina~ As the cheers grew louder, Derek stalked towards the centre of the fighting ring, like a predator on the prowl. Once he reached the middle, he stopped, his body still as his icy gaze scanned the arena. I gulped as my gaze trailed down his shirtless torso for the first time. His bare chest gleamed with sweat as he stood proudly under the scorching sun. My gaze darted to a drop of sweat as if transfixed, unable to take my eyes away even if I tried. With an agonising slowness, the drop slid down his body, trailing down his perfectly sculpted abs and disappearing down the v-line. Was it hot here or something?

his cloths were rumpled and dirty . "hey Derek " I called "hummm " he hummed . "you look really happy what's the occasion " I stylishly ask but ended a chuckle from him "am just happy " he said and push his door open and we both walked in . he took off his dirty jacket and tossed in on the coat stand beside his reading table .he took off his boots too ad in no time he was completely naked in front of me , damn he doesn't know what he's doing to me . I could already feel my pussy getting wet by mare looking at his naked body .