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.

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.

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.