Dylan Obrien Nudes Mga Nobela at Kwento

It needed to dive into the warm pool of heat that was hidden between her legs. Dylan opened his eyes. Her heart stilled when he gazed at her darkly. Standing on his knees, he unzipped his pants and freed his member before jerking away his pants. Her core quivered involuntarily at the sight of his hard-on. Like a predator, he crawled toward her before covering her tiny frame with his massive frame and resting his elbows against her head. “Take my cock in your cunt, now!!” Dylan demanded while looking into her eyes. Her ears turned red in shame and embarrassment but still, she nodded meekly and grabbed his girth in her soft palms.

She points out, waving her hand away into the air. "Babes, I can hear you." Hunter yells from the garden and Molly's eyes widens in their sockets for a brief second. But she quickly recovers. "Honey, we're talking about Dylan O'Brien. You know the skinny cute dude from Teen wolf, right?" "Liar, liar, pants on fire. Even a blind man knows that poor guy has a twelve year old body build." Hunter remarks, and I can hear Max chuckling as I feel for poor clueless Dylan O'Brien who has no idea he's being mocked.

Even he, couldn't help being impressed by the elegance and good looks of his boss. Dylan only wears a piece to hide the lower part of his body, he also not wearing any top and only has a small cloth on its arm and on its head like a headband. His very beautiful body is evident, accompanied by 6 pack abs and big arms that really impressed him. With her 6'2 height, you'd think you saw a living sculpture because of her perfectly shaped body, and of course his killer looks and smile. Besides being handsome, macho and rich, his boss is very kind and has a very good attitude. His boss is really a total package, so Rylan doesn't wonder why the girls here almost faint just by Dylan's gazed.

I felt nervous about having him look at more of me naked. He had one of his hands on my waist and was running the other over my stomach. When he reached one of my breasts, he cupped it. I tried to cover myself, but Dylan held my hands in his, moving them away. "Don't. I want to see you," he said, as he shamelessly stared at me. After a few moment of just looking, Dylan moved us so that he was over me. While the only piece of clothing I had on, were my panties, he was still fully dressed.

Dylan finished drying me off, grabbed another towel and began to dry himself off. Dylan had a very well sculpted body, his muscles weren't that big, but well defined and with the dripping water I couldn't help but stare down his body, checking out every bit of it. His shoulders were not too big, his arms were shapely, in balance with the size of his shoulders, his chest had no hair and left his white skin well exposed, there were some fine scars that gave him an even more imposing look. His belly was defined in eight perfect buds that went down to the V-shape. I smiled and moved closer, placing my hands on his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles until I reached his waist.

“Or did your little boyfriend hear how flustered you got?” Heat exploded across my cheeks. I yanked the sheet higher, as if that could hide the way my nipples had tightened under the thin cotton of my oversized tee. “Fucking wear something, dickhead,” I hissed. “You don’t see me distracting you like you’re doing me right now.” Dylan’s smirk deepened. “I wouldn’t mind, Queens. Your peaches are tempting.” He finally turned, sauntering toward the dresser. I tried hard not to watch the flex of his back muscles, the way the towel shifted with every step. He dropped the towel without ceremony. Naked. Completely, shamelessly naked. His perfect ass cheeks to my view.

I stopped what I was planning to go out and face Dylan. I sighed as I remembered what Yuichi did to Dylan’s shoulder last night because of my disobedience. “Fine.” I answered against my will. Dylan even took me to the sofa while he was standing on the left side. “Is your shoulder all right? Did someone treat your shoulder?” “Yes ma’am.” “Can I see?” I just want to make sure l. “There is no need. Besides, I still love my life.” I raised an eyebrow. “Boss, Dylan is showing his body to Ma’am Christine because he said he has abs that he is hiding!”

“I need you to fuck me here, right now.” “What? I can't do that. Scarlett is waiting for me at the mall. She'll get —” “--- I don't care. Do it now!” Hillary yelled at his face, her voice raising an octave higher. Dylan shoved the rest of his word down her throat. He removed his shirt hesitantly while Hilary sat on the counter with her legs spread. She dipped two of her fingers and began pleasuring herself. Dylan didn't want to do this but a part of him was crazily obsessed with her. His body responded to her moans. He could feel himself getting hard.

he asked. Zelena opened her eyes and looked at her husband, slowly nodding. Dylan didn't waste a second and completely took off her underwear. "Fuck," he said, looking at Zelena's entire body again. He caressed his wife's thighs, and Zelena couldn't help but close her eyes, especially when she felt Dylan's warm hand. Dylan violently and quickly removed his own shirt and slacks, leaving only his underwear. Zelena swallowed hard when she saw the bulging part of Dylan. She had seen it outline before, but she didn't expect it to be that big when it was just his boxers covering that area.

After we are long out of earshot Dylan whispers, “Some people are perverted when they hear that I am one of two mates you have and how Ae and I are both your mates and the questions they ask can be obscene at times.” I chuckle, “Well we best not disappoint, let’s go be obscene together!” In our bedroom, I pull the bottle of lubricant out first and then I pull out a couple butt plugs and dildos to try on Dylan.His eyes go wide, but his dick twitches and oozes precum as he undresses and climbs onto the bed like I tell him to. I coat my fingers first, wanting to feel what it feels like to explore his tight hole.