Page 38 of Kayla's List

I have no idea what she’s talking about. We’re watching a movie about a guy who kidnaps a woman to make her fall in love in a year. The only part I noticed is when he was getting a blowjob on a plane. Then I started to wonder if Kayla would add the mile-high-club to her list and I got totally distracted.

“Anderson, I picked this movie cause it’s sexy.” Kayla gives me a little pout, and I can’t help but kiss her.

“You’re sexy.” I kiss her again, and she melts against me.

Kayla is snuggled against my chest with her back to me, so I can’t deepen the kiss like I want to. I pull her so she will turn completely around. Kayla straddles my lap, and my dick is instantly hard. Her plump ass is resting on my thighs, and I can’t help when my hips automatically push upwards.

I reluctantly pull away from Kayla’s sweet kiss and ask, “Kayla, are you ready to have sex?”

Again she looks me boldly in the eyes and smiles. “Yes, Anderson. I want to have sex with you.”

I try not to jump up and carry her to my bedroom as fast as my legs can take me, so I take a deep breath and relax my shoulders.

“Are you sure? We can go as slow as you want. No pressure.” I say the words with a neutral expression, but they taste bitter as they leave my lips.

“Do younotwant to have sex with me?” There’s a mix of horror and embarrassment covering Kayla’s face, and I regret putting the look there.

“Baby, of course, I want to have sex with you. Shit! I have to fight a fucking hard-on every time we’re in the same room. I just don’t want you to regret anything. I can wait as long as you need,” I explain, hoping she believes me.

I don’t want to rush her because she’s been hurt, and the heartbreak was recent. There’s no way in hell that I want to be the rebound guy.Fuck that!

“We’ve waited long enough. I’m ready,” Kayla assures me as she caresses my beard with her small hands.

I grab her by the face and take her lips roughly. I pull back just enough to pull the t-shirt over her head. Kayla’s not wearing a bra, so her beautiful breasts bounce free. I’m in heaven as my warm mouth engulfs her taut nipple. I suck and kiss her entire chest, making sure I alternate between both breasts to give them equal love and attention.

Kayla writhes and grinds on my lap as she moans and gasps for air. I don’t know what’s turning me on more, her movements or the sounds that she’s making. I can feel when she gets her rhythm because her groans become louder, and her body starts to shake.

“Take what you need, baby. Does it feel good?” I pull her down hard onto the bulge in my shorts as I grind my hips into hers.

“Ander… I… I think…” Kayla doesn’t finish her sentence as she tucks her head into the crook of my neck and bites down.

The move is so unexpected that I nearly cum in my shorts. When she relaxes, Kayla looks at me with a lustful expression and a dazzling smile. I kiss her lips softly so that I can calm down. She came without me being inside her, and I refuse to cumuntilI’m inside of her.

“I can’t believe you dry humped me into an orgasm,” Kayla says, her eyes wide with awe.

“Youdry humped me.” I chuckle with a wink. “Besides, that was just the warm-up. Let me show you what I can really do.”

I raise up, and Kayla wraps her shapely soft brown legs around my waist. I damn near run to my bedroom so I can do all of the nasty things I’ve been craving to do.

When I get to my room, I place Kayla down on the king sized bed and pull the shorts off. I lay her down and crawl over her. I begin kissing her temple and slowly make my way down her body. I graze my lips softly over her neck to her collar bone. I am giving just enough pressure so she can feel it. Her skin breaks out in goose bumps, and I smile.

I continue giving butterfly kisses down to her breast, where I kiss around her nipple but never giving it the attention I know she wants. I suck on the bottom, the side, in between, everywhere but the hardened nub that’s begging for my attention. Kayla moans in frustration.

“Tell me what you want, Kayla,” I growl at her.

I can already read her body, but I want her to be vocal. I want to hear her say what she wants.No, demand.I want her to demand me to give her the pleasure that she deserves.

“Suck my nipple. Please,” Kayla begs. But before her plea can completely hit my ears, I am sucking and tenderly biting her nipple.

“Pleeease, don’t stop!” Kayla lustfully pleads between breathless pants.

“Oh! I won’t stop. Please believe that.”

“Oh shit!” She screams as her legs begin to shake. I know she’s close, so I back off. I don’t want her to have another orgasm just yet.

I leave her breasts and make my way down to the sweet honey pot that will be my new favorite dish.

Kayla is soaking wet and so fucking gorgeous that I take a minute and simply stare at her. I open her legs wider and dive in. I lick around her clit and suck her lips into my mouth. Kayla moans, and I increase the pressure. I pull her legs further apart and continue to rub my entire face into her sweet pussy.