Derek Luh Nude Novels & Stories

She knew Zoe would still be knocked out from that hyperactive beach hangout with her dad, but Rachel always liked to check on her daughter as many times as possible just to make sure her baby was resting comfortably. When she returned to the massage room, her eyes almost fell out of their socket in shock. Kira was wearing the tiniest string bikini that Rachel had ever laid eyes on, while massaging Derek who was lying face-down on the massage table, butt naked! “What is going on here?” Rachel asked. Her high-pitched voice startled Kira and the masseuse jumped away from her client in surprise. Derek lifted his head to look at Rachel. “This is what she’s here for,” he said.

Kira didn't reply, but instead, she shut him up by kissing him continuously while her hands roamed around his body. Derek, on the other hand, felt hard down there. His body reacted to her touch. His hands moved slowly around her body, feeling her skin through her dress, which Kira didn't like. She wanted to feel his arm on her bare skin. The only way to make it possible was to strip herself. She stopped the kiss and stared into his eyes and slowly pulled her crop top, making her front nude visible to Derek's eyes. Derek swallowed his saliva the moment he saw her breasts and pink nipples as his Adams apple popped in and out.

“Fuck you Henry, I’m always around” “Jobless old pig” He laughed out loud at my word. Derek might be this bad boy who gives no shit about anybody but when it comes to me and Sebastian, he can actually move the mountain. “Seriously, What happened? And don’t you dare tell me nothing happened” He asked with seriousness. “We— When we were in South Africa, we kinda had sex” Derek was wide eyed and his mouth was half opened. “You kinda had sex or you had sex” I shrugged, refusing to give him a reply.

“Pietra! He hugged me, his muscles tense. Derek was a fitness junkie. He was always at the gym or going for a run or participating in one of those firefights where you swing ropes like Tarzan. This meant that their hugs could be quite intense. “Derek… I can't breathe. I flailed my arms uselessly as he squeezed the air from my lungs. Derek released me. “You smell really bad,” he said, smiling as he ran his fingers through his short, wavy black hair. “I really wish everyone would stop pointing that out. “It's hard not to. Do you want to take a shower?

"I'm still faithful to my girlfriend and not looking for a replacement." "Meaning, you're still dating?" "Yup. Steady and firm." "Then what's with this ad? This is Fenella, right?" Derek showed me his phone. Oh damn. It was the controversial ad video. Derek played the video in front of me. I promised not to watch it, but fate seemed to insist that I immediately see the ad. I fell silent as I watched Alan and Fenella seemingly having sex in nude. Some parts of their bodies were intentionally covered by racks and other people, but they were shaking and moving as if they were indeed pounding each other.

The strings tied loosely at my hips, threatening to come undone with the slightest tug. I sauntered out to the pool area where the two men were already lounging. Marcus was in swim trunks that did little to hide the impressive bulge beneath, his muscular chest glistening in the sun. Derek wore shorter trunks, his rugged frame relaxed but powerful. Their conversation stopped the moment they saw me. “Jesus, Lila,” Marcus muttered, his eyes darkening as they raked over my body. He adjusted himself openly. Derek let out a low whistle. “Trying to kill us, sweetheart? That bikini is criminal on a body like yours.”

Sometimes it was just nice to chill with someone without feeling like you gotta be on, keep ’em entertained, and Derek was always good for that kind of thing. “What is?” I asked absently, scrolling down through post after post. Derek turned his phone around from where he was sat up against the headboard, holding it out for me. Dead center of the screen was a graphic video of a guy furiously ramming his cock into a girl from behind, slapping his thighs against her with each thrust. “Dude, the hell?” I let out a puff of what-the-fuck laughter and straightened up from where I’d been slouched against the wall, looking away. “What the fuck you watching over there?” With me right here.

His eyes never left Mike’s. “See? Just helping each other out,” Derek muttered, but his voice was thick with lust. He shoved his shorts down, freeing his heavy nine-inch cock. It was thicker than Mike’s, veined, with a fat mushroom head already drooling. He poured baby oil over it, stroking himself slick until the entire length shone wetly. “This doesn’t make us gay. It’s just… halftime relief.” Mike stared at Derek’s massive oiled cock, throat working as he swallowed hard. His own dick twitched hard at the sight. “Put that shit away, man. We can’t… I can’t suck that. I’m not doing that.”

After removing it, I collapsed back onto the bed, where I was completely nude in front of two perfectly clothed men. I observed them getting up. Derek began unbuckling his pants as Kenny waited a little. Pulling his pants down Derek's hard dvvk was visible. I was accustomed to his rod already. The length and thickness genuinely piqued my interest in Kenny's Like the bad b!tch I was, I instantly dropped to my knees and sucked Derek's rod in my mouth. In addition to removing his trousers, he threw his top over his head and onto the bed.

that little voice says to me , "Huh, I'm going crazy too, apparently well better make the most of it then. can you help me in the shower? Derek, I say with a smirky sexy smile ,hoping he gets my drift . Why, yes, I can beautiful little Luna. he says to me . He starts to unbutton his pants, sliding them off along with his shoes and socks and then grabbing his shirt and lifting it off in one swoop his wide shoulders and ripped abs on full display going down to his v shaped waist and that happy trail of hair leading down into his boxers which he's left on damnit . Sorry, princess clothes stay on for now. wow, that's so disappointing, I guess.