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“Oh, God,” Kayla whispered shakily as he continued to suck her taut flesh, a hand moving to her butt to press her tighter against his thigh.
Dean felt her wetness soak through his jeans and let out such a sexy moan, Kayla shivered. He withdrew his thigh from between hers, delighting in Kayla’s cry of protest.
“Dean, please,” she gasped. She thought she would definitely end up in a mental institution if Dean stopped at that point. Surely he wasn’t that cruel, she hoped.
Kayla gave a lusty cry and nearly crumpled to the ground when she felt Dean’s thick finger inside her wet folds, his thumb drawing devastatingly slow circles on her enlarged clit. His strong arm around her waist held her up. As those wicked fingers worked gently and maddeningly on her, Kayla undulated shamelessly against them, her head falling back in ecstasy. His fingers stroked and strummed her, wreaking wonderful havoc on her slick flesh. It felt so good she sobbed with pleasure. She was supposed to fight this, avoid this, be angry at him, but she couldn’t fight the pleasure that built until it felt like fire was searing her insides and tearing through her mind.
With a scream, Kayla unraveled around those fingers. She went to pieces as Dean kept a tight squeeze on her pulsing clit with his thumb and forefinger, whilst pushing two fingers deep inside her. Her pussy convulsed rhythmically around his fingers. Her legs turned to jelly and she sagged against Dean, breathing harshly. He kissed her gently on her swollen lips, their tongues dancing around each other, drawing a groan from Dean.
When they came up for air, he gently withdrew his fingers from between her legs, slightly shaking his head at her when he saw her face flame with mortification. She leaned her forehead against Dean’s chest as she shivered uncontrollably. He stroked her hair soothingly as she tried to bring her breathing under control.
“I can’t help it, Kay,” Dean muttered, feeling Kayla jerk at the sound of his voice. “I’ve tried to stay away from you these past weeks. God knows I’ve tried. I can’t anymore.”
“What did he say to you?” Kayla asked, her voice muffled because of the position of her head.
“What did who say?” Dean asked, sounding genuinely confused.
Kayla looked up at him then. “Didn’t Cole talk to…never mind. Dean, just because you want to fuck me doesn’t…”
“Damn right I want to fuck you, Kayla. But it’s not just that. What I feel is more than mere fucking.”
Kayla snorted. “Dean come on, this is me you’re talking to.” All Dean ever wanted with ladies was to get his rocks off and everyone knew that.
“Look, I’ve tried hooking up with other women these past weeks but it just doesn’t help. I’ve jacked off until my balls are blue, just thinking about you and it doesn’t help either. Nothing’s going to help until I have you again. I know that. But it’s not just about the sex Kay. I…I don’t know how to describe it but…” Dean unconsciously rubbed his chest.
Kayla’s breath hitched in her throat. Dean looked lost and confused. She knew she should be furious at him, but surprisingly, all she wanted to do was hold him and comfort him, which didn’t make any sense to her. But the little voice inside Kayla’s head told her not to take Dean seriously as what he had just said could be one of his lines. It was a known fact that if Dean Broody wanted to fuck anyone, he would say and do anything to get into their pants.
“Listen, Dean, you know this can’t work. We have to move on.”
“I don’t want to,” Dean whispered.
“Dean…”
“Please Kayla. I’m going out of my fucking mind here.” Dean rasped, and she’d never heard him sound so fierce.
“I think we should…”
“And that’s your problem right there Kay. You think too much. Just let go and feel.”
“I thought I did just that on the Island,” Kayla said in a shaky voice. God, how she wanted this man!
“So what are you afraid of now?”
“I gave you my word.”
“Break it.”
“Dean…” A whimper escaped Kayla when Dean’s lips grazed her left ear.
“Don’t think Kay. Just feel.” The sound of his voice was so soft and erotic her pussy clenched.
Then he was bending to capture her lips in another scorching kiss. And just like that, her protests slid away. She wanted him…all of him. Kayla knew she was probably acting like a bitch in heat but she needed him, needed to feel him inside her one more time. She would think of the consequence later. But for now, she just wanted to feel. Her hand slid down to the bulge at his groin and squeezed, almost coming again at the lusty groan that tore out of Dean.
“Jesus Christ, Kay.” He whispered into her mouth. “What the hell are you doing to me? I want you so bad it hurts.”
Dean loosened the sash holding Kayla’s robe together. When it fell open, he broke off the kiss and stared at the naked, sexy, alluring body beneath it and almost drooled.
“God, you’re beautiful.” He cupped her face in his hands and threaded his fingers through her hair. Then his hands were moving down to her tiny waist and he was picking her up. Dean turned around and planted her back against the door. “Put your legs around me, Kay.” He husked.
Kayla did as instructed and immediately felt Dean’s hot erection probing against her pussy lips and, oh, he felt enormous. She gasped, wondering at which point Dean had released his hard cock from his jeans. Then her breath caught on a groan and she tensed, remembering the pain she had endured the last time.
Dean sensed her fear and quickly reassured her, “It’s not gonna hurt this time.”
Then taking her lips with his, he gently pushed into her folds, his thick shaft stretching her, filling her, invading her silky, soft, wet heat. Dean nearly came right there when Kayla tightened around him.
“Oh, yes,” he groaned, his voice shaking.
A shockwave pulsed through Kayla’s body as she felt Dean moving deeper into her. Her pussy adjusted to the overwhelming stretch and accepted him greedily. She loved how he felt inside her, thick and deliciously intense. She locked her legs tighter around him and gave a throaty moan. Dean smiled when Kayla gave that low throaty moan.
“Good?” Dean asked against her lips.
“It feels too good.” Kayla breathed, her mouth falling open against Dean’s. The feeling was indescribable. That sweet nerve-stimulating sensation of being penetrated, feeling that hard flesh fill her up, was totally out of this world. Penetration was definitely a new high for her.
“Do you have any idea how good you feel?” Dean breathed against her lips.
Then he deepened the kiss, his tongue swirling erotically around hers. Kayla loved his taste, felt intoxicated by it. She felt her head spin with pleasure as Dean started moving slowly within her. One of his hands slid beneath her bottom to hold her tighter against him as he took her with gentle thrusts, driving her out of her mind with deep, slow strokes. Kayla gave a lusty moan and brought her arms up to wrap around his neck, looking Dean in the eye.
“You feel amazing Dean.” She whispered, seeking his mouth for a spine-tingling kiss even as she tightened her legs around him, trying to keep up with his rhythm. In the end, she allowed him to drive them both toward bliss.