Drew Fuller Nude Novels & Stories

He took his glass of water and drank it down. This is going to be interesting. I continued trailing my fingers to my breast and played with my nipple making it hard, then took it to the other side, and did the same thing making it hard. "Do you want this to be a full-body or half-body sketch?" I teased him. "Full body Nikki, and I want you naked, not a single thread on your beautiful body." He grunted, his voice deep and full of lust.

All she wanted now was to be naked with them. As if Dux had heard her thoughts, he pulled back, his eyes fierce and bright. She watched as he lowered his boxers to the floor, kicked them away. She’d barely taken in his amazing length and girth, barely registered just how fucking gorgeous he was with all those tight, tattooed muscles, when behind her, she heard a rustle of material. When she glanced over her shoulder, there stood Drake, naked and just as massive and beautiful, with the same salt-and-pepper chest hair, the same strong collarbone.

Her body was open and waiting. Drew didn’t ask again. He picked her up in his arms, sat on the couch, and held her above him. His cóck pressed against her entrance. “You want this cóck?” he asked. Tee looked down at him. “I want it. Put it in me.” Drew lowered her onto him. She didn’t ease down. She dropped fast, taking him in all the way. Her mouth fell open, her hands pressed to his chest. “Fúck, that’s big,” she said.

“Saw what?“ Drew asked, a slight grin gradually taking place on his face. The blush that had settled on her cheek was making quite the impression and he could sense that she was shy of admitting to the fact that he saw her naked Yes, he did see her naked and it was one of the best things that had ever happened to him since he became a ghost. It was truly a sight to behold. Her body had some wicked curves and was full in the right places. Most especially her bosom. It was full and even if her hair was covering some part of it, her perky nipples didn't go unnoticed by him. If only he could just have a taste of it. Drew thought. What the hell is wrong with me? He muttered inwardly. He only saw

For a while , that is. I take my nightwear out from the bag and make my way to the washroom . I change into my clothes , wash my face, apply moisturiser and leave. I open the door and see Drew without his T-shirt on . HALF NAKED. Oh my god. I knew that he would be fit but not THAT fit. I mean , that guy is ripped. I can just see his back right now but i am sure his whole body is as fit as his back. I slowly , without making any sound, make my way to the bed.

“No problem.” Jax folds his bulky forearms across his chest. “Why don’t you get lost, then.” Drew doesn’t respond- he just turns tail and retreats, scampering out of the locker room. I watch after him until the door is swinging closed, then turn to face Jax. Damn, he looks good up close… I could lose myself in those blue-grey eyes of his. “You alright?” he asks, and I’m not gonna lie, the superhero act is a total turn-on for me.

Liam stared at the photo, trying to imagine her reaction, Clara was not herself, she literally killed their parents. “I’m not afraid,” he whispered. But the truth was, he was. “Good that you're not afraid, I need something from you Liam, it's been a while since I fucked you.” Drew said coming closer to Liam “take him to my bed, spread his legs.” Drew ordered one of his people Liam tried to struggle but he was too weak. They carried him to Drew's bed, and held his hands and legs apart. Drew unbuttoned his pants and shoved his cock inside Liam’s ass without lube. He felt like he was being split open.

Ever. So why....why was she on her knees begging Drew of all people? A million questions raced through my head all at once. "You should have thought about that before you let the camera roll, sweetheart," Drew said. He sounded to bland, like he didn't have the thing called a soul. I saw him hold up a small flash drive, dangling it between his fingers, and it felt like a bucket of water was poured on me. He had a sex tape of her, too. Fuck.... Drew was keeping a collection at this point. The hatred dissolved into disappointment and then eventually morphed into disgust.

If only he could draw, and he was drawing what he envisioned his mom looked like when naked… that would be it. “You may be astonished. Are there more?” Did asking make him seem like a pervert? Only Carmen will make him feel like that. “No.” “Right.” He snatched the note. Katie's cheeks flushed as he turned the page. The following page had a similar lady once more, just that, she was now wearing a spiked two-piece top that framed her tits into sharp cones. The club was next to her. Still stripped underneath the midsection, her legs were cut with swelling muscles.

As we arrived at my apartment, i immediately began apologizing but Drew caught me short. “How about you get ready for the pool while I get drinks?” He said making me nod. With shaky legs I walked up the stairs, My things were still being offloaded and Dad had gone through the trouble of getting clothes himself. I changed into a two piece that barely covered my ass and boobs. Deep down I knew what might happen but it was a question of if I wanted this. Drew wasn’t my mate but he had been helpful to me, selflessly.It almost seemed as though he liked me, did it even matter now?