Kayla Braxton Sexy Novels & Stories

A moan escaped her as a hand—Sasha’s—cupped her breast through her dress, thumb circling her nipple until it pebbled into a hard, sensitive nub. “So responsive,” Sasha murmured against her neck before biting down gently. Abegail’s head fell back as Leo’s mouth trailed down her throat. The blonde man, Kael, knelt on the floor before her. He pushed her knees apart, his large hands sliding her dress up her thighs. “Let’s see what we’re working with, beautiful.” Her cotton panties were soaked, a dark patch of arousal visible. Kael hooked his fingers in the sides and peeled them down her legs. The cool air of the lounge hit her exposed pussy, making her jolt. Then his mouth was on her.

“I just want to see Edouard's shoot in person. I won’t be a disturbance, I swear." I looked at Kayla, who shrugged and raised an eyebrow. I never got the chance to refuse, because Britney already realized that it was my call; she yanked the door open and climbed in. "Thanks, babe. You're the best," she said, already buckling her seatbelt. "Kayla, huh? I've heard so much about you. I'm Britney." She turned to kayla. Kayla's eyes widened. "Hi. Wow, your skin is… flawless. Do you model too?"

I stay with her and when she lets out a long whimpering scream, I know we've arrived. "OooooooooooooooooooaaaAAAAAAAAGGHHHHHH!" she cries and I'm rewarded with a thick creamy release of sexy syrup that tastes just like heaven. I retract my finger and lap at her pussy as she settles back down on the couch. Her nipples look gigantic in their fully aroused state and I pinch them more gently than I did Alex's. For some reason Alex invoked more aggressive sex from me than Kristina. Kristina just exudes delicateness throughout her whole body. By the time I sit up, Kylie is moving towards the couch. "Give her a minute," I tell her. "Besides, I have to clean up first anyway."

“You know you want her too just like I do, you just won't admit it.” “I said no! End of discussion!” Braxton huffed, unrelenting, making my control almost slip off. “You know, you're missing out on a prime opportunity. She's gorgeous, she's feisty, she's perfect for you.” “Not happening!" I snapped back. "Fine! Be that way!” Then Braxton went silent. I shifted slightly on my chair, trying to act like the tension building inside of me was nothing.

Yes, Kayla was right, Men are indeed currently undressing her shamelessly with their eyes and it made her skin crawl at the Unwanted attention. She is still a Virgin and new to all these sexual advances. Even with her nice curves carved into perfection with a nice Slim waist and flat tummy to boast of. With tan skin and cute freckles that dusted her face just a few inches below her green eyes. With massive unruly, curly auburn air. At age twenty-one, she never had a boyfriend. And that means never having sex either.

Ace left his room and left Amelia to sleep by alone. He was heading to his study area, where he would often handle his paperwork. His eyes landed on Kayla, who was coming from the gym side. She was just sporting a bra that concealed her nipples and little shorts that gave the impression that her butt was larger.

Braxton I known to be a playboy, yes he doesn't stay with one woman anything longer than a month. He has turned himself into a celebrity playboy that any women and gay men want to f%%k. * * Alicia checked her watch for the tenth time and sighed. Tonight is the concert of Braxton her favorite celebrity, her dream man. She has been a fan since Braxton started hitting carreer as an artist. Not to talk about the amount of money she used in buying his albums and CDs, she is popularly known among Braxton's fan as the biggest fan.

He did all this on purpose. “You guys should come back to the VIP room with us and do some shots.” Kayla decided she was ready to talk. “That sounds great, we would love that.” Brax looked down at Kayla. Brax’s grin spread even wider as if he wanted to say something but kept it to himself. This was his plan all along.

Tonight the brat came out sharp-edged, like she wanted to test the weld. “Harder,” she moaned. “God, harder, just make me—” “Ask nicely,” I told her, smiling, because it seemed like this was working. “Don’t get a seminar on me now,” she shot back, breathless. “Just—” Kayla twisted under me, braced one knee, and rolled, quick as a cat. In one smooth movement, she dragged me onto my back, swung a leg over my hips, and sank down on me like gravity had an agenda.

She was moaning so loud, trying to keep up, as her p*ssy tightened around him. "Is this what you want, love? All of me?" Bryan asked her, his sexy, raspy voice turning her on the more. "Uh-I-" she tried to answer, but the words weren't coming out. She literally had no idea how to answer, as much as she tried. Kira's body trembled beneath him, every inch of her skin alive. Her breath came in shaky gasps, her nails digging into his skin as the pleasure threatened to take over her.