Kelsey Plum Sexy Novels & Stories

He shouldn’t be having thoughts like these, it’s just a movie. Kelsey descended the stairs like an angel. She sure took her time with her hair, the curls are bouncy and beautiful. She flipped them across her shoulder expertly like in the movies. She was wearing a short black gown that stopped exactly two inches before her knees, the gown hugged her body and brought out her beautiful curves but it still managed to somehow fall in the line of decency. Kelsey is the only woman he knows that pulls off decent and sexy so effortlessly. He couldn’t peel his eyes off her.

Slowly he turned his head and took in the curvy figure holding a clipboard in front of her. She held it out, the hint of an amused smile curving the corners of her mouth. Kelsey. She didn't look like herself. Not one bit. Her previously pixie short hair was curled and...fluffed? It framed her face in a curving, elegant way as opposed to its unruly nature. She wore make-up, which only served to accentuate her eyes and the fullness of her lips. That was the only thing suggestive about her. The blouse she had on under her suit jacket buttoned up to her collar bone and her loose trousers only hinted at the curves underneath. And yet, she was as sexy as ever. Damn him for noticing.

She placed both on my desk. I straightened. “What else do I have on my schedule?” “You have the rest of the evening with Mr. Soy.” Right. We only had a week remaining to get our plan together. Little Sally couldn’t wait forever. I picked up the package and ripped the top open. “I should get going. We both want to wrap this up.” Without thinking, I shook out the contents on the table. A moldy scent jumped out at me. A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk.

"But just as I thought, you still crawled back." Kelsey let out a sigh. Then she stepped closer. "My shamelessness is nothing compared to yours." Venus frowned. Before she could react, Kelsey leaned closer to her ear. Her voice was low. Cold. Sharp enough to cut. "At least I'm not a mistress to a married man."

The kitchen was filled with the sound of skin against skin, of the counter rattling under our movements, of Liam’s breathless cries and the low, hungry groans I couldn’t hold back. Every position. Every angle. Every filthy, perfect rhythm. I kissed the tears from the corners of his eyes when he came undone. And then I kept going, chasing my own pleasure, claiming every piece of him until we both collapsed, shaking and breathless. He slumped into my arms, ruined and glowing. “I think,” he panted, “You just broke the damn sink.” I kissed his shoulder. “I’d do it again.”

He casually wore a bath towel on his lower body, and his deep eyes looked towards the bed. The bed was empty. The woman had left, but there was a trace of dark red on the white sheets. Roy frowned slightly, feeling a little irritated for some reason. Suddenly, the phone on the bedside rang. "Mr. Robert I'm really really sorry. The supermodel I was supposed to send over last night had a car accident on the way..." Roy's cold face froze, and with a snap, the phone was hung up directly. The woman with long curly hair, lowered her head, and hugged her clothes with both hands. She looked dazed, and walked towards main road in a hurry...

Kevin tried to catch his breath. "...that...was...amazing..." I finished for him. Kevin pulled me on his chest giving me a slow kiss. I let my hands run down his chest to his hips. Lightly running my fingers over his indents, I felt him tense up. He rolled me over and we went for another round of passionate, lust filled sex.

My breath caught. I felt his thumb press against the back of my hand and I swallowed. My phone buzzed again—Cassie’s text: Counting days till break baby. I tucked the phone back in my bag. He squeezed my thigh when I put it down. My chest tightened. Everything tasted like rose wine and tension. He leaned forward, his voice low. “Tonight,” he murmured, “when we’re alone—I want you in that.” His thumb pressed again, fast, urgent. My pulse spiked. I nodded, barely. “Yes, master.” Then he started the engine and drove off

At the center of the board is a picture of Kevin Sit at your desk and look straight into the camera. Layla looked at Kevin's picture for a moment, then she looked at other pictures nearby. She is ready. There are a lot of other plans in place, but that's just a backup. Sex with werewolves is very easy to get pregnant in the "wake-up" night, that's basic knowledge. She didn't want herself to be discovered. If you can secretly get Kevin's sperm and then quit your job and disappear, that's the best thing. Now she is forced to have sex with Kevin in the form of Layla Alexis. She knew there would be a lot of trouble. But now there is no other choice. Layla looked to the right. There are some pict

"No-ye-wait-oh, my goddess." The sloppy sounds of his penetration mixed with her pleasurable screams made Caius fuck her harder. "Ca-Caius p'lease," she grabbed his shoulders as she cried out. "Yeah, that's right," he certified fucking her till her legs shook. Kelsey's feet were freed from underneath her head and Caius held her legs, spreading them farther apart. He lifted her ass a little so he could go even further, hitting her sweet spot. "I'm gonna cum," she muttered, feeling her orgasm build.