by Sandra Alex
“I warned you.” He says to me. His voice is low and sultry.
Grasping the head in my hand, I round my fingers over the tip and caress it softly. His eyes are on my lips. My hand is still working as I lean in and his head tilts as I slowly envelop his lips with mine. His mouth opens slightly as his tongue gingerly dips inside my mouth. When my tongue meets his he gives in and opens his mouth wider, sliding his tongue deep inside. He starts making love to my mouth, giving me full, deep, slow, vigorous kisses, making me weak in the knees as I continue sliding my hand up and down his shaft, rounding my fingers around the head carefully with each pass.
Slowly breaking from the suction against his lips, I tease him, sucking his bottom lip, and then I trail kisses across his jawline, down his neck, suck and lick his nipples one by one, and then I drop to my knees.
“Kayla,” he whispers, figuring out my intentions. The look on his face as I peer up at him is intense, almost like he wants to try to talk me out of it for my own good, but it’s as if he doesn’t want to hurt my feelings by rejecting me. I focus on his throbbing, rock hard cock, pointing completely North, reaching his navel.
He’s so goddamn beautiful I can’t help it. I stuff the head in my mouth, sucking gently, wetting the shaft as I pull wetness down the length with my hand. There is salty seed already seeping out of the head. Daniel’s head rears back as he lets out a healthy, breathy, sexy grunt. “Oh, Jesus, Kayla.” He pants.
Sliding him all the way in, I hear him hiss out my name. Glancing up at him, I can’t believe the spectacle. He towers above me. His shirt is wide open, revealing his washboard stomach, and his flat pelvis with a perfect ‘v’ to his groin. He could not be more perfect. His cock is large enough to completely fill my mouth and more. Much more. The head reaches the back of my throat as I pump the base with my hand.
Daniel’s mouth is open, shaped in a large ‘o’ as he makes a grunting panting sound, taking in the delicious friction from my lips and tongue as I suck him vigorously. “Kayla…” he whispers, “God, you don’t know what you’re doing to me, baby,”
Oh, yes I do.
“I can’t believe you’re doing that,” he swallows, “hmmm….oh,” a hiss, a grunt, “oh, God, baby….hmmm…” he murmurs. The sultry tone he’s using makes me feel it in all the right places. I repeatedly suck in a rhythm with his slightly rocking pelvis. I can feel him moving with me as he takes in the waves of pleasure.
His pelvis slows slightly yet I feel him getting impossibly hard. Breaths are coming in short spurts and he’s hissing in between breaths. “Kayla…oh, God, Kayla…” he grunts, “Baby….ah….Jesus, you better stop.” A deeper grunt. I look up and his eyes are pinched tight. The knowledge that he’s about to come is exhilarating. “Kayla, God, I can’t hold on much longer.” He pants. “It’s been a while.” I don’t want to stop, but I feel his hands grasp the sides of my face. “Baby, stop.” He begs in a soft whisper, half wanting me to stop and half not wanting me to stop, based on the expression on his face. I lift off my knees, so we’re nose to nose. He sighs, catching his breath. “Jesus, that was close.” He breathes. He swallows. His glance is divided between both my eyes. “I don’t want it to end like this, baby. It’s been too long.”
Taking a step back from him, I undo my top and pull it off, over my shoulders. His chest still heaves slightly with need. Removing my pants, I step out of them, and pull his pants and underwear down to the floor, and then I slide his shirt off his shoulders. He wiggles out of his socks and reaches to my bra clasp behind my back, as he watches my bra fall to the floor. Bending down, he kisses the flesh on my chest, and then he wraps his arms around me, finding my ass, and lifts me by my rear. My wetness is against his hardness as we kiss voraciously…all the way to the bedroom.
Chapter 27
Daniel
Jesus Christ, what a rush. I knew Kayla was up to no good when she stroked my chest. She’s been begging for us to make love for weeks now. I felt bad for holding out on her, but I sure as hell don’t want her to get hurt. If she can bend down to her knees and…do things like that to me…I know she’s okay to do other things. The moment I realize this, I want her so bad I pick her up and take her into the bedroom. I had no idea my girl was going to go down on her knees. That shocked the hell out of me. If I’d waited a second more before stopping her…man…I didn’t want that to happen the first time after so long, and only on our third time making love. It just…didn’t feel right.
Kayla is so wet against me as I bring her to the bedroom, I know it won’t be long. I want to love her until she begs me to stop. I know she’s ready for it. After what she just did to me, I’m ready too. Her lips don’t leave mine as I carry her into her room. As I lay her on the bed, I’m careful not to place my weight on her. Reaching up, I grab a condom out of her nightstand drawer and leave it on the bed, letting her take the reigns. She wraps her legs around my waist and wiggles to adjust herself so the head of my dick is making contact with her clit. She’s so swollen and wet it feels so goddamn good. Moving my pelvis slowly, I increase the friction as our lips connect. The contact is sweet at first, but then I tilt my head sideways and dip my tongue inside her mouth. Her tongue meets mine as we fall into a rhythm of kissing and rubbing below the belt. Her moans are making me harder by the second. Inching down, I kiss and suck her beautiful breasts. God, have I missed this. I don’t think I’ve ever craved sex the way I do with Kayla. It hasn’t been easy since the incident, but I put sex in the back of my mind since then. It’s all coming back to me now.
Her back arches up to meet my touch as I suck her nipples one by one. Her mewling is such a turn on. Reaching with my hand, I circle her clit with my index finger, as she rubs the head of my cock with her hand. I almost can’t take it anymore, but I want to hold off for her.
“I want you, Daniel.” She gasps as I continue circling her clit.
I lift my head slightly and murmur against her breast. “You’ve got me, baby. I’m all yours.”
“No, I want you. Inside.”
So much for holding off for her.
I reach for the condom. “Your wish is my command.”
She watches me intently as I slide the condom on.
“I can’t get enough of this view.” She says, biting her lip. She’s laying on her back with her legs spread apart in waiting.
“Likewise, baby.” I say, taking her in as I skate my hands down her sides, slowly placing my weight on her. “Hi,” I whisper, reaching her nose with mine.
She smiles. “Hi,” and kisses me full on the mouth. I return the kiss, deepening it by sweeping my tongue inside as I angle my cock at her entrance. Wiggling, she pushes my ass with her foot. I take the hint and gently thrust into her, kissing her deeply.
Even with the condom on she feels heavenly inside. We kiss incessantly as we slowly find a delicious rhythm together. I feel her legs start to stiffen, and I thrust harder, using more of my hips. “Mmmm….oh, Daniel.” She breathes as our lips part.
I kiss her neck, from her ear to her shoulder, and bend to suck and lick her breasts. Her back arches again as I glide in and out of her with ease, until her insides start to tighten, hugging my dick, making me grunt, lowering my forehead on hers. “Baby, you’re so tight.”
“You’re so hard.” She moans, making my dick like steel.
“Mmm…” I grunt softly, and then I kiss her, as she sucks my tongue, reminding me of what it felt like when she was sucking my cock earlier. Leaning up, I drive harder into her as our skin slaps together softly. She pulls her legs closer to her body, feeling me deeper. Her breasts bobbing softly on her chest look so goddamn sexy I can’t take my eyes off her. Except when I feel myself getting closer to the edge and slow slightly, as I reach for her clit and start circling it with my thumb.
“Oh…God…Daniel.” She moans, arching her back further.
“That’s it, baby. Feel it.” I encourage through ragged breaths. My balls feel like they’re going to explode as I feel my seed start
reaching the tip of my cock. She mewls and lets out a sexy little grunt as she says my name again. “That’s right, Baby…oh, God…feel it with me.” My eyes pinch closed tightly as I try to hang on and come with her. I’m hanging by a thread when I see her hold her breath and feel her clench, just as I feel my orgasm catch as she gasps and all but growls the Lord’s name as she comes with me. Her insides suck my cock, making me all but double over in sheer ecstasy.
She’s still coming as my aftershocks start to subside. Watching her is the sexiest thing ever. Hearing her cry out is right up there, too. I’ll never get tired of this. As her cries turn to pants, and then settle to mewling, I keep up my thrusts, feeling the best aftershocks I’ve ever felt in my life. I feel her body quiver once more and stop, as she stills.
Resting my head between her shoulder and her neck, I can feel her heartbeat against mine, racing on my skin. Kissing her with an open mouth, I gently suck her skin, listening to her giggle breathlessly. “Tickles?”
“A little.”
I kiss her once more and rise, taking care of the condom. When I return, I lay next to her, resting my head on my hand, propping it up with my elbow. She turns on her side to face me.
“I love you, babe.” I kiss her lips sweetly.
“I love you more.” She says, making me smile.
Pulling a lock of hair from her face, I drape it over her ear. “I’ve been thinking.”
“I hope not in the last hour.” She jokes.
I chuckle softly and she smiles at me.
“Have you ever thought about selling this place?” I ask.
“What, like a fresh start, you mean?”
I shrug. “Kind of.”
“I’ve never really thought about it. Why? Does this house give you the creeps because my ex-husband used to live here?”
I shake my head and inch closer to her. “No. Nothing like that. I just thought that maybe…maybe you might want to move in with me.” I choose my words carefully. “Maybe even quit your job and go to school full time.”
“Mmm…inviting me to live with you when you just kicked your brother out, huh. That’s how you play?”
I wave. “He’s over it. He’s moving into his new place whether it’s ready or not.”
She lifts both her brows and I lift my hand. “I’m just asking you to think about it. This is more about you getting your education than about us living together. I mean, like you said before, help another human being.”
She sighs and widens her eyes quickly, then relaxes them.
“Especially one that I love.” I add, kissing her.
“I love you, too, baby, but…I don’t know.” She hesitates. “I don’t want to screw up what we have by moving too fast.”
“You can have your own bedroom.” I explain diplomatically. “It’ll be more like we’re roommates if that suits you. I just…I know you can’t afford to go to school full-time and keep up with your job and your bills, and…it kills me a little every time I think about how much I can help you.” I raise a hand and shake my head. “What good is having all this money if I can’t help someone out with it?”
“I’m starting to feel like a charity case, Daniel.” She can’t look at me.
I lift her chin so we’re eye-to-eye. “If I didn’t love you, I could see that. But I do…I mean, I reeeeally love you…like I’ve never loved anyone else before.” My voice is almost a whisper. “There is no pressure here. I just want you to think about it. There will be no judgement.” Brushing a hand through her hair, I kiss her nose. “I mean it.”
“Okay.” She says and gives me a cute little smile. I kiss her sweetly on the lips and she turns over onto her other side, so her back is facing me. Wrapping my arm over her, I cradle her body in mine, feeling her soft skin against my chest. “Do you mind if I bounce this off Heather?”
“Please do.” I kiss her head. We lay silent for a moment. “Oh, um, I heard back from the bank about my money.”
“Yeah?”
“I’m getting it all back.” I clear my throat. “I’ve already made arrangements to donate it. The AAFA emailed me an invoice. All I have to do is send them a check.”
Kayla squeezes my hand. “You’re so thoughtful, Daniel.”
“Like I said, baby, there’s no good in having so much if I can’t help others.”
“How did I get so lucky?”
I chuckle, nipping her ear. “I was about to ask you the same thing.”
“So I take it Greg got fried by our justice system?”
“Well, I don’t know about that, but, I’m sure he won’t see the light of day for a long time.”
“What a relief.”
“If it helps,” I nip her ear again, “I have a state-of-the-art security system at my house.” I tease.
She snuffles a laugh. “Aside from your bulky arms and washboard stomach?”
“Not that I wouldn’t have pounded the guy, busting him in two if I’d have had the chance, but no, seriously, you can’t beat the security at my place.”
“Okay, well, that sweetens the pot a bit.” She plays along.
“And you’ll have twenty-four-hour-access to said bulky arms and washboard stomach.” I point out playfully, kissing her cheek.
“I thought you said there was no pressure.” She chuckles.
“There isn’t. I was just pointing out the…perks.” I snuggle in closer. “Go to sleep.”
“I love you.”
“Love you, too, baby.” I whisper into her ear.
Chapter 28
Kayla
As I drive to work, I’m feverishly trying to find my phone in my purse. When I find it, I find Heather’s number and pound the dashboard, willing it to dial faster. Heather answers on the third ring, making my heart pound out of my chest in anticipation. “Heather!” I shriek as she picks up.
Her voice is even, like she’s already had a cup of coffee, and is ready to start the day. “What’s up, buttercup?” she chuckles, responding to my frenzied voice.
I shout, “Oh…my…God! Daniel asked me to move in with him!”
Heather’s voice goes from even to ‘holy fuck!’ in an instant. “What???!!! Are you kidding me!!!” only dogs can hear her with the high pitch tone she’s using.
“No! I’m dead serious!”
“When? Like…when did he ask you?” her tone calms a notch.
“Last night.”
“Like…how? Did it just come up in conversation?” she probes.
Oh…God. “Um…not exactly.”
“Well…details, girl! Don’t hold out on me.”
Fine. “It was right after sex. He just…asked me.”
She makes a repugnant sound through her nose. “Well, then that’s the problem. He’d just blown his wad. Guys will say anything or agree to anything after sex. How do you think I got my bathroom redone?”
“So you think he isn’t serious?” I rake a hand through my hair.
She sighs. “I don’t know.” A pause. “What did you say?”
“I told him I’d think about it. He insisted that I do. He says it’s so I can quit my job and go back to school full-time, and not so much about us.”
“Oh…well, isn’t he mister romantic.” Her tone is condescending.
“He told me he loved me like a dozen times in between.”
“He’s already told you that he loves you? Man, you’ve got yourself a keeper.”
“Come on, be serious. What should I do?”
Another pause. “Would you sell your house, or just rent it out? Have a bit of an insurance policy…”
“I could do that, I mean, I love that house.”
“Well, why don’t you ask him to move in with you then?”
“Huh,” I guffaw. “Heather, he’d be taking a very large step down. You should see his house. When I first saw it, I asked him if he was a Rockefeller.”
Heather barks out a laugh. “Oh yeah, I forgot you told me that he’s loaded. Well, then, you’ve got yourself in a bit of a pickle t
hen. Do you love him?”
I gush. “So much it hurts.”
She blows out a puff of air. “Then do it. I’d move in with him. Why not. I mean, hell, it isn’t every day that a guy you love asks you to move in with him. If it doesn’t work out, you still have your house.”
“But what about my job? I mean, I’ll be unemployed.”
“Girl, where’s your faith?” she pauses for emphasis. “Even if things go down the toilet, you still have plenty of options. You have such a great reputation at that charity, you’d never have a problem finding work again.”
I feel a lump in the back of my throat. “You see, this is why I love you. You know exactly what to say and how to say it to me to hit home.”
“That’s why we’re best friends, babe.”
“Exactly right.”
“So…how is the sex, anyway? Is he any good?”
I smile. “What do you think?”
“I think he’d be a god in bed.”
“We’ve only made love a few times, but man…it’s the best I’ve ever had.”
“A few times? Just a few times?”
“Heather, I had surgery and broken ribs…and he’s en route to being a doctor. He insisted we hold off. In fact, I had to throw myself at him last night, he wanted to wait longer.”
“And?”
I shrug, lowering my tone an octave. “Well, you know how it ended.”
“You go girl. Gotta go. I’m going to be late for work.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too.”
Later that day, as I sit in the lunchroom alone, eating, I get a text message from Daniel. “I can’t wait to see you tonight.” He says, with an emoticon of a heart and a set of lips beside it.
“I can’t wait to feel your lips on mine.” I text back, with the same lips emoticon.
“*sizzle* talk like that will get you far, baby.” He texts.
“That’s what I was hoping for. I want to…finish you off this time.” I text.
