Derek Yates Nude Novels & Stories

trending clips, screenshots and reposts. The top video.. Derek who was naked full frontal. Stomping into Victoria’s makeup room while she was live-streaming with his dick swinging like a pendulum and Victoria screaming. The chat was exploding with laughing emojis and “WTF”s…

"Who the fuck are you anyway?" One of the nudees scrambled for a sheet, trying to cover herself. Another kept moaning like she was in her own world. The one he’d been on top of just blinked at me lazily, unfazed. I stayed where I was; unmoved and arms crossed. Realizing I wasn’t leaving, Derek rolled off the girl and marched toward me—completely naked. I squeezed my eyes shut so hard my eyelids shook. "If you would have the decency to cover yourself, I’d really appreciate it."

In short, he wanted to see her undress in front of him. Yza bit her lip and held the garter of her black panties. She didn’t wear a bra, as her dresses had their own foam padding. So, the only remaining piece on her innocent body was her panty. She quickly lowered it, and Adam immediately snatched it, tossing it somewhere. Yza’s eyes followed its path. He took a deep breath, seeing her shaved pussy when she stood fully naked in front of him. She seemed a bit shy, especially when one corner of her lips raised as a smile.

I figured out she was mink linking someone. "I just mind linked Derek he said he will be here shortly," Kate said I looked over at Vivian and she looked like she was upset about something. I didn't think about it too much. I knew she and Kate didn't get along. I didn't get along with her considering I was the mate of the guy she wanted. This whole situation was awkward. "Can you walk?" Kate asked her and she nodded. "It is just very painful," She said About five minutes later, Derek and Jace came out of the wood shirtless. I couldn't help but stare at Derek's naked chest. He was so sexy that it should be illegal to look so good. He noticed me looking at him and smirked.

Silence rose between us again and it quickly turned uncomfortable until it was broken by Daneille who had been switching glances between both of us. She lifted her hands and jabbed a finger at Derek’s abdomen, making my gaze sweep down to where she was pointing. I’d been staring at Derek’s face all along and my subconscious had somehow paid no attention to the fact that he was naked from the chest up. It wasn’t until Daneille pointed at it that I realised and the sight of bare skin filling my gaze so suddenly made my cheeks flush. Why didn’t I realise Derek was so fit? No, actually, I always knew he was, it had just been a long time since any part of his body was exposed to me.

He unbuttoned his shirt, took off his belt, and let his pants fall, revealing his white underwear. “You don't understand do you?” He placed his thumbs on its elastic, biting his lower lip. For a second, Lyla felt her selfless thought gets interrupted by the heat his body was emitting. He was so hot. But that wasn't her focus at the time. “The thing is — I'd love to be painted as well. Nude” he said and slowly took down his underwear. Lyla's mouth dropped. She was lost in time, only getting herself the moment Janet joined Grey in the cubed stand. She watched as he lay on his sides, supporting his head with his palm and his elbow properly balanced on the stand.

Which she had to try her best to resist eavesdropping. "Have you found your mate yet?" Wayne asked. He had a twinkle in his eyes, which then ran up and down Harlow's body. ''I'm not of age yet." She responded, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze. Harlow then looked over at Derek to see if you had noticed, but he had a pretty female on his lap, who was taking up all his attention. To anyone else, they would have found it odd that the petite female was naked as the day she was born, but her mud colour hair was covering her breasts, and other female parts.

My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. I stopped right outside the bedroom door. My hand hovered over the knob. Part of me wanted to turn around and pretend I didn’t hear anything but I was tired of pretending. I opened the door. Derek was on his knees at the edge of our bed, completely naked. His face was buried deep between a woman’s thighs. He was eating her pussy like a starving man — loud, sloppy, desperate sounds as his tongue worked on her. The woman’s legs were spread wide, her heels digging into his back. She was moaning loudly, her fingers gripping his hair, pushing his face harder against her.

I lay there naked, legs spread, cum dripping from my well-fucked pussy, watching this gorgeous firefighter rush out to save lives. Three hours later, I was still in his bed, wearing one of his big t-shirts, when I heard the front door open. Derek walked in looking exhausted but still incredibly hot. His uniform was dirty, his face smeared with soot. Before I could say anything, he was on me again. “Shower,” he growled, picking me up. “Now.” He carried me into the bathroom, turned on the water, and pushed me against the tile wall. He didn’t even wait for the water to warm up fully before pushing his cock back inside me.

It must be the vodka. Has to be the damn thing really kicking in now. Because my eyes won't stop roaming eover very mouthwatering piece of this man's body. And that's when it hits me. This man is almost nude— save the tattoo perfectly sitting on his chest, flexing his abs and pectorals. Other than that, it's just a tiny towel wrapped around his waist, looking like it might snap loose at the slightest movement. Holy hell, I'm so freaking done for! Is this Lyra girl not just a stripper but a whore?