Kickin It Kai นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Surely she of all people knew what was happening with my family. "Keanu Antali'i, but you babe, can call me Kai." the guy smirked making me chuckle. I turned to him, "Like Keanu Reeves?" The guy grinned, "Yeah, but better." Undoubtedly, the only Antali'i he could be from was the hipster artists Lili and Kemene Antali'i. That's the thing about being in schools like this. Even though they were strangers, we probably already know each other somehow. Gail flicks Kai's forehead, "Don't hit on the new girl."

I I've never felt so hot around a guy. I hear laughter coming from inside the room. Great impression, right? Kai now. Your name makes me smile and I forget mine embarrassment. Kai is easy. Your white streak showing like your white hair. He is Krew's twin, but the complete opposite. Krew looks funny and wild while Kai looks calm and quiet. He is thoughtful and cautious. He has a septum piercing and earrings. His hair is cut the same way as Krew's, but pure white, like the

His voice had been low, matter-of-fact, with that slight accent she couldn’t quite place. She grabbed her mat and bag, locked the car, and walked to the door. It opened before she could knock. Kai stood there in black joggers that sat low on his hips and a fitted gray tank that showed the lean, sculpted muscle of his shoulders and arms. He was barefoot, as always. At six-three, with smooth olive skin and sharp features framed by dark hair tied back in a loose knot, he looked more like a dancer than a yoga instructor. His flexibility was legendary in the local studios. People whispered he could hold handstands for twenty minutes and fold into positions most bodies simply refused.

Even Riley, who had been about to go to Baby brother. “Uh am….” “Kai” He whispered and I sigh in relief, it was becoming ridiculous not knowing his name and I was just about to call him joggernut and not because he reminded me of the dick I killed in the clearing, but because he was really tall and looked immensely strong.

He’d just kill both of us. But I also know what I’m feeling at this precise moment, and there’s really no fighting that. “So there’s really two options I have here, Tia,” Keith says, glancing up at me as his thumb runs gentle circles across my knee. “Oh? W-what are those?” “I can help free your foot from the couch.” He smiles. “Or I could go ahead and play out the rest of that scenario the way it’s supposed to play out.” My heart skips a beat.

he exclaimed before going down on his knees and bending down the desk to get the crazy veg balls. I may or may not have given in to temptation and kicked his butt without anyone else noticing. Kai turned around and glared at me before mouthing, “You are so dead, bitch !” I mouthed back, “Dream on fucker” and flipped my middle finger at him discreetly as Kyler stood up, still carrying me. “Satan,” Kai growled at me and another smack resounded in the room. Yes ! You go, Mom !! You are the best !

My broken moans and pleas. Kai stands. Pushes his sweatpants down. His cock springs free, thick, veined, the head dark and leaking, and he grips the base and rubs the fat head through my soaked folds. Up and down. Parting my lips with his head, dragging it over my clit, the hot, smooth skin of his cockhead sliding over the most sensitive part of me. “Oh fuck, oh please, put it in, I need it inside me, please, Kai—”

“Open that pretty mouth again. You’re gonna suck me while Kai ruins you.” Kai didn’t wait for permission. He lifted me like I weighed nothing and dropped me onto the couch on my back. He pushed my knees all the way to my shoulders, folding me in half. My ass lifted off the cushions and my cum-soaked pussy pointed straight up at him, lips puffy and red, still gaping slightly from the first round. “Fuck, that’s a pretty sight,” Kai groaned. He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my messy slit, coating himself in the leftover loads from his brothers. “All that triplet cum is going to make this slide in so easy.”

Kai’s approach to battle is brutal and fast. He rips through the first man like he was nothing more than ripping a piece of paper. “That one should count as two,” he yells at me. I scoff, “Just because you rip them in two doesn’t mean they count as two.”

His come leaking onto the couch. He doesn’t pull out. Instead he leans down, lips at my ear. “Stay quiet, baby girl.” Then louder, voice steady like nothing’s happening: “Yeah, we’re good. Just finishing up. Give us five.” A pause outside. “Alright. Wrap it up.” Footsteps retreat. Kai looks down at me. Smirks. “See?” he murmurs. “Even when they knock, I don’t stop owning you.” He rocks his hips once shallow, teasing.