Novel & Cerita Drew Fuller Nude

“That’s exactly what I need. Light and shadow on your naked body. Showing every hidden part. Your nipples are tight and dark. Your cunt lips are glistening. Keep your legs just like that, slightly spread. Let me capture how your body looks when it has no choice but to surrender to the pose.” I nodded, my cheeks burning hot. My free hand on my thigh twitched like it wanted to cover myself but I kept it still. “My pussy is getting wetter the longer you stare,” I admitted, my breath catching. “I can feel it dripping. This is so dirty, lying here naked while you draw my spread cunt like it’s art.” He finally put the pencil down and came forward once more.

I doubt it, but a guy can dream. I scour through the pictures more closely. Most of these pictures are from fans or groupies that were lucky enough to spot Drew while he was out last night. They aren’t the best quality, but candid shots could still be useful. The first few are of him drinking with some of his team mates. I recognize a lot of the people in the photos from times that I hung out with Drew. In the past we have always gotten along great. Right now I’d love nothing more than to throat punch him though. I can’t curb my anger even knowing he doesn’t know about my feelings for Tessa. He probably doesn’t even know that Tessa and I had a relationship at all. I continue scrolling throug

he pulled Nathan and Ira with him, starting to attempt a moonwalk, it wasn't even ten seconds before he tripped on his own feet and fell. Colton who knew this would happen had shot a video from above, laughing loudly. He pulled me with him downstairs. "This is going on YouTube." Drew got up glowering at Colton. "Don't you dare Colton! I'll kick your fat butt to Australia." "Yeah yeah." Colton waved him off just then the door opened and Adrian stepped in, a petite blond clinging to his arm. She was wearing a half denim pant and a crop top showing off her stomach piercing. Her face was caked in make-up and as soon as she glanced at us, her lips turned into a sneer.

With me leaning heavily on the island, a grin on my lips as I stared at Drew and an equally wide grin on Drew’s lips as he stared at me. His eyes ping-ponged between us, his face carefully blank and so fucking beautiful, it was almost impossible for her to focus on anything else. His dark hair was messy and his pink lips were slightly puffy with sleep. As if that wasn’t enough, he was wearing a white T-shirt and grey pants that did nothing to hide his morning wood. Fuck me. No, really. I needed him to fuck me now. Right there on the kitchen counter. I wouldn’t mind our audience of one.

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.

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.