Kaitlan Collins Sexy Novels & Stories

Her juicy lips parted as she let out a hot breath. Mark seeing her in this state felt an ache around his groin. Kaitlyn had her brown hair tied up, revealing her swan-like neck and her pretty face with tiny features in fine view. The baggy shirt she wore couldn't hide her hardened nipple pointing right at him. She looked sexier than ever! Mark straightened his back while still on his knees and slowly climbed over Kaitlyn's waist. " A little help?" Mark asked in a husky tone as he pointed to the bulge on his groin area whilst he let his hands roam her body once again.

I shook my head and turned away, avoiding his pleading gaze. I noticed his face fell, he was silent. I felt bad, he has been nice to me and I rejected his first request. I sighed. "Why not go with Rita, you think I don't know you've been stealing glances at her whenever we are together", I smirked raising an eyebrow looking at him. "What? Me?" Delvin scoffed, faking a surprise yet blushing. "Yes you, Mr silent crusher", I laughed teasing him. "I don't know what you're talking about kelsi' he looked away avoiding my gaze this time around.

She stepped into Kade’s personal space, eyes gleaming with hunger. “Kade… can we talk inside? Just for a minute?” she said, her voice dripped with seduction. Kade’s eyes lowered briefly. She was wearing a tiny, thin dress that clung to her body like plastic wrap and it was transparent enough to see almost everything underneath. He sighed, bored. “Fine. Make it quick.” Kingsley smirked. “Here we go.” Collins rolled his eyes, he crossed his arms tightly, hating everything about this moment.

But I was glad to kick off my heels and pull my hair free of its clip. Heat pulsed in my core at the look in Killian’s eyes as he walked up to me. The hungry gaze drifted to my breasts while I admired the planes of his chest and torso. Through his pants, his cock was already hard. “Just my boobs turn you on?” I mused as he slipped the straps off my shoulders. “Everything about you turns me on, Sera,” he said huskily. “Let me see how you look in a swimsuit.” “I’m no Baywatch actress.”

Killian sat back in the velvet chair like a king on his throne, legs spread wide, one tattooed arm draped over the armrest, the other resting on his thigh, eyes black with hunger. The fairy lights painted gold across his sharp jaw, the hollow of his throat, the ridges of muscle under his black T-shirt. He hadn’t moved an inch, but the air between us crackled like a live wire. “Show me, kitten,” he said, voice low and rough. “Turn it on. Let me hear how pretty you sound when you fuck yourself and pretend it’s me.” My breath hitched. I brought the toy to my lips first, slow, deliberate, licking a wet stripe up the shaft while holding his gaze. His jaw flexed.

Kaiden’s eyes locked to my half naked frame. “My sweet, wicked slut.” His finger reached for the waistband of my panties, pushing it down to the floor. Lifting my legs, he parted my thighs wide open, giving himself a clear view of my pink drenched pussy. “Fuck, Calantha. What are you really? A fucking sex goddess?” He immediately went on his knees and lowered his head into my core, licking and twirling his tongue over my clit. I vibrated under him, trying my best to keep my moan quiet.