Kai Parker Gif の小説・ストーリー

The desire in his eyes had darkened and it was beginning to scare her because he now looked more like Damien - his monstrous brother. Sometimes, when she went live on TikTok or I*******m, Kai would walk into the frame, grab her breast openly, slide his hand underneath her short dress or inside her shorts, and finger her right there on camera. Elara would have to quickly end the live, blushing and laughing nervously. The comments on her posts exploded every time: “Why do you end the live videos honey? Don’t want to show us some 🐈?” “His sex toy fr” “Kai is so disrespectful”

"So make it happen anyway. You're twenty-two. You're allowed to have disasters." I watch Kai get out of his truck wearing oil-stained jeans and a white t-shirt that shows off arms that have clearly spent a lot of time lifting heavy things. His dark hair is messy and he has grease smudged on his forearm and he looks exactly like the kind of trouble I should avoid. "Hey Kai," I call out from the pool. He looks over and I watch his eyes track down my body in my red bikini before he very deliberately looks away. "Hey Reyna. Your dad around?"

"That's a federal offense, kid." The voice was a low, calm growl that seemed to come from the shadows between the pine trees. Liam froze, a half-burnt joint pinched between his fingers. The man who stepped into the circle of his dying campfire was built like the trees themselves—tall, lean, and hard. He wore the grey and green uniform of a park ranger. His name tag read "KAEL." His face was weathered and tanned, his eyes a dark, piercing green that held no warmth.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Kai said, tugging his shirt off in one dramatic motion, flashing his perfect abs like he was in a perfume commercial. He flexed deliberately. “So tell me, have you ever found me attractive? Hot, maybe? Look at these abs. Want me to send you a picture so you can… you know… keep it handy for when you’re horny?” He burst into laughter. I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Something is seriously wrong with your head.” “Come on, I’m just trying to help as a friend,” he teased, still laughing. “I’m not gay, but hey, I’d love to help you the best I can. You’ve been too damn lonely, Alex. It shows.”

I leaned back in the vinyl booth, nursing a lukewarm beer, and watched the door. Everyone on this campus thought Kai Parker was untouchable. They saw the jersey, the swagger, and the way he threw a forty-yard spiral like it was gifted to him by the gods of football themselves. But I saw something else. I saw the cracks. I saw the way his jaw tightened when the Coach mentioned his GPA. I saw the way he’d been disappearing lately, skipping the post-practice parties he used to lead. And most importantly, I saw her.

He doesn't reply immediately, but when he does, he says, "Sure, meet me at the parking lot in twenty." Yes! I hurry off to to the lot, and Kai gets there earlier than twenty minutes, wearing a green sweater and denim jeans while he keeps his hands in his pocket, "Do you think I'd pass for Peter pan?" I smile at him, "I think you missed out the blond hair and barefoot part. And let's not talk the pixie dust." "Only you would actually pay attention to the tiny details, such a nerd." He says with a fake irritated expression before chuckling, "Anyway, someone ordered for a best friend, so here am I."

“Her names Penelope, bright pink, farts rainbows, you can’t miss her!” Kai drags a hand down his face with a groan. “Darling. Can you please fix my friend?” I fly over to his shoulder, speaking very calmly in his ear. “Sorry…it takes a while to wear off.”

He hasn't changed at all but definitely he is more handsome now, with his good built hiding from his coat and his height , 6 foot to be exact along with those kissable lips and pointy nose, his gray ash hair were quite messy and ooohh his chinkie emerald pair of eyes. He's one of the reason I decide to be on the field for CIA, to forget him as I realized that taming a puppy is easy than taming a grown up Lion. " you might want to close your mouth eventhough your wearing a mask Zaira Kaimana Yale " Parker whispered teasingly . I know my brother isn't that showy but believe me Kai, he really likes you "

He says eventually, noises behind him reveal the blonde girl that Flame was arguing with earlier. “Oh please be Darius’ friend.” She grins, pushing the boy out of the way and extending her hand. “I’m Gale. Gale Winters.” “Cain Harden.” I shake her hand quickly before dropping it and turning to the boy again, attempting to be pleasant when I just want him to get the fuck out of my way. “Darius told me we were going Tree Surfing.”