Novel & Cerita Derek Luh Nude

I got to his door in no time and I pushed open the door slightly and slipped inside without even knocking to draw his attention to it. The sight that greeted me instantly stopped me cold in my tracks. Derek was sitting on the edge of his bed, his pants were around his ankles, his thick massive cock was in his hand. He was furiously masturbating while staring at his laptop screen. On the screen was one of my most popular p**n videos, I was getting fucked hard in a hotel room, moaning loudly as the male performer pounded my wet pussy from behind. Derek was actually moaning my own name right under his breath.

I pretended to be really interested in my book even though the words were blurry, on the page. “Escaping already?” Derek's voice was really low. It sounded like he was laughing at me in a quiet way. He walked into the gazebo. The air felt heavy all of a sudden. Derek was still not wearing a shirt. He had on some loose gray sweatpants that were hanging down pretty low on his hips. I could see the shape of Derek's parts and it was really hard to look away. It was partially hard and moving a little with each step Derek took. My mouth started to water before I could even think about it.

Derek was waiting for me when I came out of the ladies’ room. He was casually leaning with one foot propped up on the wall and his arms crossed over his chest. His t-shirt was stretched tight over his sculpted pecs. His hair was mussed on top like he’d been running his hands through it and his normally short beard was a little overgrown. His dark eyes seared into me in a way that threatened to melt me into a puddle of molten desire. “Done with what?” I asked in my best 'I have no idea what you're talking about' tone.

EARLIER Derek was horny. He didn't know why and he couldn't understand how, but his penis was as hard as stone. Tugging his suit's blazer, he tried to use the jacket to hide his erection, smiling and pretending he wasn't feeling so damn uncomfortable. He was standing in a group of men and women, but he only nodded as they talked, because he wasn't hearing a single word they said. All his attention was focused on the raging boner between his legs.

Moreover, now that she is naked, the next thing that happens is definitely making love with Derek. Derek smiled so happily when Emma didn't fight him. In fact, she resigned herself to being trapped in his bed. Derek immediately took off all his clothes until he was naked. He knew that Emma's eyes were staring at him without blinking. Derek became increasingly enthusiastic about pampering Emma's eyes with the erotic movements of men who looked manly, dashing, and dominant.

Since for the whole institute, I am just that. I see Derek Hudson leaning against the ladder frame with a glass of drink in his hands. Finally someone known! -Derek!- I say louder than he intended. He opens his green eyes in surprise and blinks several times. His friends all turn to look at me. -Lailah? -he seems to be sticking her tongue before speaking.- Oh, you are ... very sexy. -I notice how my cheeks turn red, just as I notice how alcohol has already affected him. I don't know how to react, so I ignore the kind of compliment.

You talk as though you've seen him naked before. "I don't need to see him naked before I know. Any guy as good looking as him is definitely going to be heavy loaded." "Can you guys stop talking about how big Derek dick is? " I yelled, sitting up straight. "It's embarrassing." The girls both shared a look and broke into laughter. "What's funny?" I frowned. "The way you're acting all innocent," Naya replied. "That's because I'm still innocent, I can't even remember anything that happened last night. I don't know if we really did it and Derek won't tell me, he just keeps messing around with me."

Luisa remained quiet as she followed me into the room. Derek was lying on the floor. The room was cold and he barely had anything covering him, but it was none of my business. I stood aside and allowed Luisa to get a closer look at him. Her beautiful face set in an ugly frown, and she wrinkled her nose at him. She didn’t bend to get a clearer look at him, and she didn’t call out his name, but for some reason, he chose that particular moment to wake up. He stirred in his sleep, and slowly opened his eyes – well, to as wide as he could.

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.

“I could ask Marcus. But that’s beside the point. I’m pissed. I want to slap him.” “Or kiss him,” Nina says. Lauren laughs. I open my mouth to snap back—then my eyes catch movement through the window. Across the street. His penthouse. The lights are on. Derek is standing there. Shirtless. Drinking something. Focused on his phone. Jesus. “What’s wrong?” Nina asks. I realize I said that out loud. “Nothing. Just a cockroach.” “A cockroach?” “The flying kind.” I stare at him. His chest. His shoulders. The way the light hits his skin. “I’ll take care of it.”