Kelsey Plum Sexy Novels & Stories

Kate smirked, "So if you don't want any funny business, I'd advice that you cooperate with me and tell me exactly I want to hear." Hale spat in annoyance, "Okay okay. Kelsey Cooper. She paid me for full rights to my child. We had just one night fling and then she came to me two other times." Kate frowned, even Cang looked slightly disgusted. Seeing their reaction, Victor was even more brazen. "Yeah, she couldn't get enough of this body. I also think she was quite sexy. The last two times was after she divorced her man." Kate smiled, she didn't want to say anything. This man would blurt out everything he knew about Kelsey.

“I bet he wakes up with his hair like that, just messy and perfect!” “Yolanda, I don’t know if you want to be him or fuck him?” “Does it matter?” The entire kitchen erupts into laughter. “I would take him any way I could get him. He is so fine!” “So how did he look up close, Elise? A walking wet dream, huh?” Kelsey leans over her pot, wiggling her eyebrows. I hide my head slightly, blush to creep up the apple of my cheeks. “I don’t know,” I show the kitchen my glasses. “I broke my glasses. All I could see was tall, charming, and sexy.” The entire kitchen boos.

It was their mistake anyway so they needed to account for it. After their date in the pool, they went back to his room where Kelsey went to take a quick bath. She had just come out of the shower when she noticed Caius' stares on her stomach and the intensified gaze made the pregnant female skirmish. "Stop looking at me like that, it's really creepy." She frowned, looking at him through the vanity mirror. The boy stood up from the bed and came behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Stop, I'm wet and naked." For some reason, Kelsey didn't like to use the towel nowadays as she'd just let her body dry itself.

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...