Kimi Rutledge Sexy Novels & Stories

My silk blouse rips, fabric tearing loud and obscene in the silence between their laughter. The leader crouches over me, his weight pressing me into the carpet. His smile is slow, deliberate, the kind that makes bile burn the back of my throat. “You think you’re untouchable, rich girl?” His breath stinks of cigarettes as his fingers drag down my cheek. “Men like me… we break women like you. Tonight, you’re nothing but a hole to bleed dry.” “I’ll kill you,” I rasp, my voice shredded but steady. “If you touch me, I’ll kill you.”

I lick my painted lips, and hungrily say, "Please Randy, I want to suck your big cock! Feed me, Randy, make me a cocksucker! Make me your cocksucker!" I pout. "Oh, you sexy little faggot!" Kim groans and begins stripping down to her bra and panties.

Where she was looking at the place, his dark hues were roving over her small delicate form. She was clad in a black sports bra and a pair of black leggings. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she looked drop-dead sexy. Finding his gaze on her she turned to look at him as he cleared his throat. "We'll start with a warm-up, 20 laps for now," He said in his strict voice and she gulped, bobbing her head as she got to work. Draken peeled off his shirt as she started doing push-ups in the middle. Her eyes flickered to his back as his muscles flexed and that tattoo of a dragon got her attention. She instantly looked away and focused on the warm-up when he glanced her way.

I wanted to start laughing, but something strange was going on beside me and I just noticed. Since Huracio entered, Grace had been very silent. Consumed by jealousy and resentment, I had no idea when she started removing her clothing one after the other. But by the time I noticed, she was down to her briefs. A pink, lacy thong with a see-through bra that matched… “Stop it, Miss Kim.” Huracio sneered. “Come over here.” Instantly, Miss Kim stopped pushing me and walked over to him. “I don't want her to share in the fun. She is my brother's slut.” She snorted.

Releasing him, she rolls off him and she lands smoothly on her feet. Chad slides off Kimmy and she runs in, attacking the rogue nearest her. He snaps at her, biting her shoulder and tearing off a chunk of flesh, but she has al the shit with Miguel still fueling her rage and she does not hold back. With a lunge, she bites his neck and jerks, nearly ripping his head from his shoulders as she snaps his neck.

He loved the fact that Kit was the centre of Kim’s universe and the only one who could make him this possessive. Thankfully, the lights were turned off, and when Kim finally pushed him against the glass window, urging him to place his hands against the glass for balance, he knew that even if someone was peaking in, they would only be able to see their silhouettes and nothing more. And then Kim lifted up one of Kit’s legs and help onto it, thrusting deeper than ever before as Kit’s head fell back on his shoulders, his screams of pleasure barely contained as he endured each thrust and undulated his hips in time to his to match every intrusion.

Kim’s hands immediately went to his belt buckle and she’d his pants open in seconds. Before Nate could stop her, she’d sunk to her knees and pulled his massive dick out. He hissed as she stroked the entire length of his thick cock. Kim winked at him before leaning over and licking the broadhead. She dipped her tongue into the slit and swirled it. “Fuuuuck,” Nate’s hands sunk into her honey blonde hair. Kim loved it when he lost control. She loved having the upper hand and knowing that she could reduce this sexy man into a raving beast. She licked his length, tasting his salty goodness and smelling his heady cologne.

A stab of nausea attacked Celine’s stomach. Kim released her finger with a wet pop and maliciously continued. Little did Celine know that the worst was yet to come. “I took him to BDSM clubs known for their debasing sex, and that sick fucker, loved it.” Kim paused, waiting for a reaction. Celine did her best not to react, but something must have shown on her face based on Kim’s crooked grin. Kim gleefully upped the ante. “I thought for sure that if he started humiliating you, you would leave him, but you didn’t. You let him do disgusting things to you.” Kim was still grinning when she shook her finger at Celine like she was a naughty girl

He is aiming to my neck as I let my hand graze over his hard biceps, “I thought you have an important work with me.” “Yes. Undressing you is the first step.” I chuckled against his bare shoulder right after the scar which is almost healed. “Hmm. What kind of work is it?” I asked as he slightly pushed me onto the mattress and he crawled over me as I scooted back. “An open talk.” I scoff laying my head on the pillow. “Who will prefer to be naked for an open talk?” “Alexander king husband of Celia king does.”

Even without seeing his face, Kim was sure that his little lover was shy and embarrassed. It made him want to bully him more. “And by the way, I like the lewder you too,” Kim nibbled on Yuri’s ear and he slowly made his way to the neck that was showing a little bit from his shirt. “Stop, don't speak anymore,” Yuri was now a red light bulb that could be used to decorate a Christmas tree. Kim lewding himself was alright with him but when Kim decided to drag him in this lewd content, he knew he had won and lost at the same time.