Devon Kessler Porn Novels & Stories

Clara was panting now, her hands gripping the trampoline tightly. “Devon… please…” she begged, her voice shaking. Devon didn’t speak. He let his actions speak for him. He kissed her deeply down there, his tongue moving slowly, then faster. He slipped his fingers inside, moving them skillfully as Clara cried out in pleasure. Her body shook violently, unable to handle the waves of pleasure crashing through her. She moaned louder and louder, losing herself completely. Then, in one swift move, Devon flipped her over and entered her from behind. His grip on her hips was strong, his thrusts deep and steady.

Even her voice. But they couldn’t touch her mind. Not anymore. [ POPULAR BUSINESSMAN DAMON’S FIANCEE, ALESSIA, WAS CAUGHT CHEATING ON HIM. AS REPORTED, SEEN OR HEARD, DANTE WAS THE ONE WHO POSTED THE SAME VIDEO OF HIM KISSING HER. WHAT'S MORE SURPRISING IS THE LADY HAS NOT COME OUT TO CLEAR THE SCANDAL, WHICH MEANS IT'S SO TRUE. Matthew bites on his lips as he scrolls through the internet and all he keeps seeing is the videos and people talking about it.

- VALEN'S POV “Harder! Yes!” A naked Cheryl knelt on our long brown leather couch with her palms on the armrest, doggy style with nude Devin ramming into her from behind. “I'm going to cum! Oh, Devin.” Slapping sounds of my best friend’s sexual exploits in our cabin at sunset weren't what I wanted to hear or see when I teleported from Dark Wolverson. Tits, hair, and ass cheeks bounced in a frenzy as moans and grunts filled the living room.

He watched me intently, his eyes dark with desire as I approached him. Without saying a word, I sit on his lap, feeling the heat of his body beneath me. His hands found their way to my hips, pulling me closer as he leaned in to capture my lips in a searing kiss. Devon’s touch sent shivers down my spine as his lips trailed hot kisses along my neck, igniting a firestorm of passion within me. I moaned softly, lost in his touch. As our lips hungrily sought each other’s, a sharp knock on the door shattered the intense moment. Devon and I froze. I quickly got up from his lap and sat on a chair, while Devon adjusted himself before speaking.

“And my house, if that stripper club job doesn’t work out.” Devon started dealing again. I was breathing hard, holding the edges of my seat, reaching for his touch under the table. I had never felt so hot and bothered in my life. Thomas and I had never had sex anywhere special. What made everything so much hotter was that no one knew what we were doing. My husband looked perfect, elegant, and proper, wearing his cold, distant mask while he did dirty things to me.

After making the introductions we head out and get on the road to that godforsaken little town again. I have six days left before I meet my fate. Only ten minutes into the ride it begins, I forgot how much these two hate each other. Rey ~”So Devan, have you picked up any STD's lately.” Devan ~”At least I am picking something up.” Rey ~”If you call your vibrator picking something up.” Devan ~”How do I get a STD if I use a vibrator?” Rey ~”So you do use a vibrator?” Devan ~”That is not what I meant asshole.”

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

That night she came to dinner wearing shorts, she looked so fucking sexy and I wanted to send every one of my men out of the dining room and fuck the shit out of her on the dining table but I quickly brushed the thought off because what the fuck. Watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart start beating differently, I didn’t even know that shit still works. In my ‘line of work’, people refer to me as The Devil and I love that nickname. My hand involuntarily reached out to tuck a strand of her hair but I stopped and got up when I heard Gio come in. Thank God he didn’t see that. “Oh, why is our princess sleeping on a couch?” Gio said “Don’t know, don’t care” I answered as I loosened my tie

“Too long.” Devon shifted his seat back, making more room in front of him before lowering the head-rest. And then he reached for his pants, unbuckling his belt and pulling down the zipper before sliding it off to his knees, along with his briefs. He then reached into his glove compartment and took out a condom, unwrapping it and putting it on himself slowly, as if he was putting on a show for me. Fuck! He was big. And I wasn’t exactly a pro at having sex in a car…that too for the first time…

He said simply, eyes on Vivienne Making me tighten my hold on her She noticed this, and turned her attention back to my neck, kissing and sucking on the skin. Chaol's eyes darkened as he zoned in on the action. "I thought this was a business meeting" he said annoyed I nodded "It is" Cassian said Cassian Nosov was my right hand man. "Then why are you letting her act like a whore?" He asked Vivienne's head popped up, an adorable pout on her soft red lips "A whore?" She asked in a childish way