Katherine Devlin Nude Novels & Stories

I winked and placed my lips on hers. My body felt something strange, a new feeling. The kiss was hot and I felt like taking her right there but this is public. Her lips were sweet and soft, arrgh I don't know why she's different from another sluts even if I haven't sleep with her yet. Am gonna keep her. She's my regular slut now. Jane's pov Isn't that Eric Darwin? Gosh I can't believe Kate Katherine kissing him now. Are they dating or what? She better not cause am gonna destroy her relationship. She works for me. She's a prostitute so I am but I don't have many clients than Kate's.

Mr Devine walked closer to the two seater couch and took a seat on it, after pulling his clothes off and revealing his complete naked self to her as well. "Come here." The soothing command from Mr Devine had Nuella's wobbling legs advancing closer to him, with her eyes feasting on the beauty of his broad shoulder, tattooed chest, and arm, ripped muscle, hot bicep callused chest. Gosh! Her pussy clenched with burning desire, as she finally stood in front of him, feeling all shy "Seat." Mr Devine gestured for his thighs and her eyes widened but the look on his eyes was so powerful that she found herself drawn to the order.

She sounded very authoritative and stern. Kathy swiftly took off her tank top and with one quick move, revealed her breasts. They were bigger than Holly expected, much larger than those of the girl last night. The student was not sure if they were real but was too scared to even ask. Her step mom had a sexy flat stomach, an amazing achievement at her age. She, just as quickly as the tank top, removed her leggings and panties. Her pussy was well shaved and kept, with a blonde, well-manicured landing strip. She did not bother removing her sock. After getting naked, Kathy jumped on the bed, put her legs up and signaled Holly to begin.

Cassian’s POV She stiffened. “It won’t be the first time now, Mr Morelli. Or do I need to remind you how many times you’ve done this. How many times you’ve seen me naked,” she spat angrily amidst tears. “And yet, I never seem to get enough of you. Now, sweet Reina. Hands at your sides.” Slowly, miserably, she obeyed, lowering her arms and standing there — naked, humiliated, trembling — under my gaze.

I open the door and see a lady with pitch black hair, grey eyes and average in height. “You must be the beautician, come in,” I say making way for her to enter. “Yes I am, my name is Zeena,” she says giving me her hand to shake. “My name is Katherine, just follow me so we can get started,” I say walking her to my bedroom.

HAUTEA'S POV She was twenty-six, maybe twenty-seven, with the specific look of someone who had dressed carefully to appear as though they hadn’t. She was standing at the building entrance at eight fifteen AM when I came back from my morning run, still warm and loose-limbed, earbuds dangling around my neck. A woman stepped forward. “Are you Hautea Sinclair?” “Sinclair-Javier,” I said, keeping my breathing even. “Yes.” “My name is Jess Calder.” She said it with the steadiness of someone who had practiced the words. “I need to talk to you about Drake.”

The soapy water already covered your body so you can remove all your clothes now and I won't see your nakedness. She nodded and pulled off all her clothes excluding her bra and pant. It will sound awkward giving him those. Then she looked at him expecting him to leave. "You didn't go to the training group without a bra and pant, did you?" He asked. Katherine closed her eyes in embarrassment, this man is stubborn in an hot way. She pulled off her bra and handed over to him. "The pant,please?" He asked. She then pulled off her pant and handed it over to him as well, "you can start bathing." He then walked out with all her clothes and undergarments.

I looked down at Katherine, who was now shaking, the look of triumph beginning to fade from her eyes as she realized I wasn't panicking. "I have a camera installed in my VIP booth," I announced, my voice carrying over the murmurs of the crowd. "It recorded everything. My staff will show you the video right now on the screen." Katherine froze. The color drained from her face until she was as white as marble. "No!" Katherine shrieked, clutching her dress as if it will protect her from the lens of the camera. "You can't if you show that.....everyone will see ...my naked body! You can't do that to me!"

Katherine arched her brow, “I don’t remember us having any unfinished business.” “Your nipples are literally begging for my attention. Stop pretending you don’t want me, ma’am.” He whispered, staring at her boobs. Kara was putting on a very light shirt. Her erect nipples were visible through them. “It’s nothing, I’m just cold.” “Liar!!!!” He whispered, with his hands rubbing her ass. “I’m not lying. You’re the one who’s horny, you’re the one who’s touching me.” Katherine mumbled, trying to suppress her moan.

"Because this story is trending throughout all wolf territories right now. Everyone is talking about how Richard Moonstone has been sleeping with his stepdaughter." Katherine's face had drained of color, her eyes fixed on the damning image. Behind her, Victoria had gone completely still, the reality of their exposure finally sinking in. "Perhaps you'd like to see the video version?" I offered, taking my phone back and quickly sending the file to Katherine's device. Her phone chimed with the incoming message. With trembling fingers, she opened it, unmistakable sounds immediately filling the room before she frantically muted her device. "Richard would never..." she began, but her voice faltere