Novel & Cerita Kai Parker Smut

Parker trembled and could not move. "You..." Parker was shocked and angry. She glared at him and said, "You are such a despicable man. You'd better kill me right now, or I won't let you go off easy." She was furious. As the young master of the Famed Sword Manor, she was actually captured by such a lowlife. She felt that she had brought shame to her family. "Haha!" Sergio did not get angry hearing Parker's rebuke. Instead, he became interested. He smiled and said, "No wonder Young Master is so sexy when she is angry. You really look so charming."

he says and Carly’s eyes snap to mine and she crosses her leg, pulling away from Parker that smiles. “Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth, and Tom Hiddleston,” Carly says and Parker smiles. “So you like guys with abs? Maybe if I show you mine, you will change your mind and give me a chance to rock your world?” Parker says, and I lean forward, slapping his leg. “Okay, stop it,” I say and he mouths an apology and then Peter looks at me again. “So? You had some time to think,” he says, and I bite my lower lip.

Juices soaked his hand and the yoga mat beneath me as I came on camera, pretending it was just an intense stretch. Kai slowly pulled his fingers out, wiping them discreetly on his shorts before stopping the recording. I lay there trembling, chest heaving, my pussy still pulsing from the orgasm. Kai stood up, towering over me with a dark, hungry smile. “That was just warm-up,” he said, voice low and full of filthy promise. “Now turn off the camera… I’m going to ruin you for every other workout.”

His neatly trimmed van dyke beard framed a knowing smirk. “Like what you see, kid?” Kathy purred, voice low and husky as she sauntered closer. Her hips swayed hypnotically, those thick thighs rubbing together with every step. “Jim lost the bet, so tonight… I get to play with a handsome young stud while he watches.” I downed the rest of my wine in one gulp, heart hammering. “This… this is my first threesome,” I admitted, voice rough. Kathy laughed softly, a warm, filthy sound, and cupped my face. “Don’t worry, baby. We’ll take such good care of you.”

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

“You don’t mind, do you, Ruby?” She questions. Funny, in my head, Georgia is but a drunk sidekick; I have never seen her this aggressive. “He is all yours.” “You sure?” Parker asks. It could be my imagination, but he looks as if he has more he wishes to say to me. Knowing him, it's probably about the ‘slut’ thing. "Go ahead, we can talk later, and I can serve myself the wine." He mouths a thank you before leaving. The park lights dim before eventually turning off.

Shamsya’s Uncle walked over to Qomar and in a stammer voice he begged. "Son. . . have you heard my nephew cast her heart on you? Get married today. All for the sake of Shamsya's parents who will soon be buried. "Qomar is silent. He pondered for a few minutes. Between believing and disbelief in reality, Qomar looked at Sazkia who was lowering her head. He knew Sazkia was sad. He knew Sazkia was injured. He also knows that his heart loves Sazkia, a junior in Psychology. Qomar wanted to shake his head. refused Syamsa's Uncle request but somehow his head turned to Syamsa who was looking at him while nodding.

She asks me and I laugh out loud, remembering Parker’s face. “Well, my brother has a best friend that is a kind of an asshole, and he was between two best friends, he is completely crazy about one, her name is Carly, the girl is beautiful, you know like, girl next door kind of beautiful, innocent,” I say and Tatum nods avoiding my eyes and I can see a hint of jealously on her face. I can’t help but smirk before I continue.

Some things will never change. I round the corner toward the executive assistant workstations—and stop short. Because she’s there. Parker Simon. Brown curly hair twisted up messily, a pen between her teeth, reading something on her tablet like it’s a puzzle she needs to solve with her whole soul. Jenna was Gavin’s last EA, and don’t get me wrong, she was sharp as hell. But Parker? Parker makes the air around her feel brighter. Lighter. Like someone opened a window in this too-polished building and let in the sun.

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.