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Dean finally released Kayla’s nipple from their exquisite torture and rose up on his knees between her legs. He smiled adoringly at a dazed Kayla as he removed his boxer briefs. When he reached for the sides of her panties, she lifted her hips to enable him remove that scrap of lace. She couldn’t wait to feel that hard flesh inside her. Dean threw the pantie onto the floor and reached for the bowl of ice cream.
Kayla never thought ice could feel so good on her. Dean smeared the delicious substance all over her boobs and stomach and licked it all off. Then he dribbled some onto her shaved mound, loving how she twitched when the cold cream hit her clit. The sounds coming from her throat and the wanton movement of her hips was so erotic, Dean just had to taste her. Even before Dean’s head disappeared between her thighs, Kayla was trembling with the beginnings of another orgasm. She just needed a touch to that swollen clit to fall over the edge again.
“Dean…” Kayla whimpered.
Dean didn’t need to be told what Kayla needed. Ignoring Kayla’s needy whimpering, Dean gently parted her thighs, and slowly licked all around her pussy. Kayla was going out of her mind with frustration. Dean was deliberately staying away from where she wanted him most.
“Oh God, Dean please…”
Kayla writhed uncontrollably, trying to lift her hip off the bed to bring Dean’s mouth to her throbbing clit but Dean kept evading her. Kayla’s fingers went to her pebbled nipples, she pulled on them, twisted them, but it didn’t feel as good as when Dean did it. Kayla sobbed with need. She silently pleaded with Dean to satisfy her torturous need. She started sweating, breathing harshly, almost hyperventilating. When she finally felt Dean’s mouth take that hardened nub nestled between her thighs and start to suckle, her desperate moans turned into cries of pleasure. Kayla’s eyes widened as she felt her orgasm slam into her with such intensity she thought she might faint from all that pleasure.
Before she even came down from that high, she felt Dean rubbing the tip of his hardened cock against her. He rubbed slowly against her drenched pussy before pushing in inch by pleasurable inch till he was fully seated inside her tight warmth. Then cupping her arse in his large hands, he began to move in and out of her, looking into her eyes the whole time. Kayla wanted to keep looking into Dean’s eyes, she tried to keep her eyes open. But the pleasure was too much, they closed on their own accord.
Then she felt the universe tilt and opened her eyes. Kayla gasped. She was looking down at Dean. She was on top, straddling Dean, with his cock deeply embedded inside her.
“Don’t close your eyes,” Dean whispered. “Look at me. Ride me.”
Those whispered words set Kayla’s body on fire. Every part of her came alive, vibrating with need. Her back arched in pleasure as she set a rhythm above Dean. Her hips started moving slowly and erotically as she rode Dean, looking deeply into his eyes…the eyes of the man she loved. If only… But Kayla shook her head…she didn’t want to think about it. Not now. Then Dean moved. He moved so that he could take a nipple into his mouth.
Kayla went berserk. With an erotic cry, she slammed down on Dean’s cock, riding him harder and faster. She would gyrate sexily for a while, squeeze the cock inside her with her muscles, and then start riding him all over again. She fucked him with everything she had, pounding herself onto his cock relentlessly.
“Oh fuck, baby.” Dean groaned, releasing the nipple in his mouth to lie back against the pillows. “You are amazing.” He whispered, looking up at the glorious sight of Kayla riding him, loving the way her boobs moved sexily. It was totally an alluringly sexy sight.
At each downward plunge, the intensity of Kayla’s pleasure increased to unbearable heights. When she felt the beginnings of another orgasm, so soon after the last, she increased her tempo even more. Reaching behind her, Kayla set her hands on Dean’s knees. Then arching her back, she dragged her soaked slit along the rigid length of his cock, and then slammed back down.
Kayla looked into Dean’s eyes the whole time. She watched Dean’s eyes become glazed as she lifted and fell again and again on him, heard the way his breath hissed out between his clenched teeth. She wanted to give him pleasure, worship his body with hers, blow his mind, but…
Dean reached out one hand to take a nipple between his fingers and his other hand went to Kayla’s swollen, throbbing clit to lightly pinch it. Kayla didn’t stand a chance. She came with a hoarse cry of his name, her entire body convulsing in fierce tremors as the relief exploded through her. She moaned helplessly as her pussy rippled in climax, tightening and squeezing Dean’s cock as wave after wave of totally uncontrollable pleasure stole her breath away.
“Oh God, Dean…” She gasped.
Dean moved again so that Kayla was back beneath him. Then he pushed her thighs apart and put his mouth on her still-spasming clit. Dean tongued and sucked it until she came again and again. Kayla lost track of how many times she climaxed as they began to roll into each other. By the time Dean slid back into her swollen wet pussy, Kayla was almost passed out from too much pleasure.
He drove deep into her with an animalistic growl, fucking hard, fast, and rhythmically, with just one goal in mind… to come. His thrusts became fierce, deeper, harder and mind-blowingly exquisite. Just as Kayla felt Dean tighten and swell up inside her, his mouth came down on hers, brushing against hers.
“I love you, Kayla. Don’t keep things from me please,” Dean whispered just before his mouth claimed hers in a soul-searing kiss.
And for the first time since Kayla started fucking him, Dean didn’t make a sound whilst he pumped her full of his hot, thick, and creamy cum. He just kissed her softly, with a touch of desperation, making Kayla, whose body still quivered from her mind-boggling release, fight to stem the tears that suddenly gathered in her eyes. She couldn’t even say she loved him back. She couldn’t speak around the huge lump stuck in her throat. She had never felt so much guilt for something she was about to do. God help her.
It was only when she heard Dean breathing softly beside her, indicating that he was sleeping, that Kayla allowed her tears to fall silently. Dean was going to hate her for what she was about to do…if he ever found out. But her mind was already made up. She couldn’t have the baby.