Kari Byron Sexy Novels & Stories

Brahim climbed on top of Karla who was lying on her back on the bed, wearing her underwear while he had his abs exposed. He kissed her fiercely and his hands explored the depths of her body. However, there was a small problem, Brahim could not turn on his libido. The reason: she was not the woman he wanted in his bed. Karla was beautiful and an expert in lustful pleasures, but she was still not enough for the mobster, and she lacked the touch of the forbidden. He did not want pleasure, he wanted Bethany.

Oh Lord cuss him, running her fingers through her hair she entered inside the may bach and the instant she did she immediately stared around and for heaven's sake the interior was damn beautiful with black leather seats and a television . I didn't think that l would finally sit in this car, uttering to herself silently she ran her fingers over the black leathered seats before being interrupted. "For heaven's sake am dead" , fear suddenly gripped her comfort zone when she watched the billionaire sit next to her. Start the car , He ordered and at that instant the chauffeur obediently started the engine. " What the hell am l going to do?, What the heck is wrong with him?, No ...no l can't be ne

Roy said coldly. Sophie's cover got throw away by him, and two naked bodies were facing to each other again. Sophie looked at the muscular male body in front of her, and she was angry and hateful, her face flushed with shyness, anger...

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

he said finally, voice low, almost a growl in its quietness, “we have no choice now but to confront it.” Her pulse jumped. “Confront what?” He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he stepped closer, just enough to erase the last remnants of space between them. She could see every subtle line of his face, every shadow under his eyes, every flicker of emotion he tried to hide. “This,” he said finally. “This—what we’ve been ignoring. The tension. The awareness. The… desire.” Amara swallowed hard. She could feel it now, in her chest, in her throat, in the tips of her fingers that itched for contact but didn’t move. “It’s real,” she whispered.

Duncan watched from a few feet away, unable to take his eyes off her. Kara looked up as she slid down to her knees, her hair shaking sexily out behind her. She pulled more, drawing his underwear down and freeing his erection. She smiled as it bobbed out upwards, painfully erect. "You've got a very pretty cock, Mr. Bakersfield," she said slowly, oozing sensuality. Duncan watched as his erection passed within a few inches of her face. She looked up slowly, inching forwards as she met his gaze. He knew that Mark could probably feel her warm breath on his manhood.

“Stay the fuck away from me.” Byron didn’t flinch. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, still in his hoodie and sweats, a lazy smirk curling across that annoyingly perfect mouth. “I’ll allow the dirty talk, baby,” he said, voice thick, low, laced with the same heat he’d had last night while begging to be fucked. “The rudeness too. But only when we’re alone.” His eyes glittered. “At least now I know you’re a mouthy top with a hair-trigger temper. Dominant. Sexy as fuck.”