Chapter Seven
Kayla felt her whole world shake the moment he kept his hands on her head and guided her head up and down the length of his manhood. Her throat tensed every time he would push in harder, forcing her to deepthroat him, but it felt so exciting she would occasionally do it herself. Each time she did her foot would kick up and she could feel her pussy drip in heat.
Then his cock flicked. Not going to let you cum just yet.
She let his manhood of out her mouth and looked up at him. He had already removed his shirt and she could see the ripples of his muscular body. Dean was a marvel to look at and she always found it amazing that he had found time to keep his body in shape.
“Come up here baby,” Dean beckoned and she willingly came.
Kayla got up on his lap and began to dance, allowing him to play with her tits softly and gently as she grinded her chest, tummy and pussy against his body. Each time she swayed she made sure the length of his cock would slide against her pussy, letting it soak in all of her juices as she held off shoving it inside of her.
Dean started to get agitated and she could feel his cock was angry and waiting. The moment she grabbed it and guided it inside of her she saw Dean’s hands reach for her ass cheeks. He immediately gripped her from behind and roughly began shaking her ass, forcing her to grind with his cock deep inside of her.
“Fuck me,” she moaned out of pure pleasure. “Oh god, please Dean, fuck me!”
He gave her a loud slap and she moaned even louder. Kayla wrapped her arms around him and embraced him close to her as her body melded with his. She gave her whole soul and flesh to him that night, allowing him to conquer every inch of her.
When they began it was simple and lustful, like a stranger fucking a whore he just met in a bar but as they continued Dean began to kiss her from her lips to her pussy, making sure to cover every inch of her. It started to feel romantic and she could feel some weight of care and attention radiating from his every touch.
He took her to the bedroom and as he plowed through her, Kayla’s back on the bed, he nibbled ever so sweetly on her ear and down her neck. As she moaned into his ear she could feel his body pulsating with hers and it felt like for a long while they were one.
Dean did take his time, going so slowly as he pushed and pulled, thrusting his member in as deep as possible with a single push before pulling out to the point where only the head of his cock was still inside of her. Each time he’d do this she’d feel some kind of emptiness overwhelm her only for her to be drowned in a sudden flush of pain and pleasure when he’d thrust back in. Every time he’d thrust she moan out loudly and beg for him to keep on going.
“Dean, p-please,” she begged as he pounded in and out in a slow but deep method. “Please, fuck me. I n-need it. I fucking want you, damn it.”
He quickly obliged and turned her over, taking her from behind. In this position she was submitting to him but at the same time she was the most excited. When he pounded in her whole body shuddered and shook and she screamed in pure euphoria. Her vision had begun to go blank and Kayla’s thoughts drowned in the moment of pleasure.
***
When she finally came to, they were lying in the bed, spooning with her back to his chest. She could feel his cock against her butt and thighs and Dean was warmly embracing her with his right hand slowly, methodically massaging her breast.
“Dean,” she finally asked after resting for a few minutes.
“Hm?”
She reached up to his hand and squeezed, putting pressure on her breast. “Don’t ever leave me.”
“You could have simply just asked.”
She shrugged, “I couldn’t. I didn’t want to sound desperate. I know you can afford to dump girls, find more girls and keep on going. Why limit yourself to just one pussy for the rest of your life, right? There are so many fish in the sea. But honestly, I’ve been desperate.”
“What do you mean?” he asked as he moved his hand down to her pussy, gently sliding his finger between the folds of her flesh.
“To be honest with you, I’ve been doing everything I can to keep you interested in me. I just fear you’d get bored and leave me.”
Dean hugged her tight as he replied, “Hush... you don’t need to feel that way now. I promise I will always be right here for you. I am never going to leave you or let you go.”
“I sound like a desperate slut.”
“No, you sound like someone in love,” he corrected her and for the first time Kayla realized that he was right. Sofia was saying it but she never bought into it but then again people only do dumb things when they’re in love. Kayla loved Dean.
“I do love you,” she told him. “I love you so much it’s infuriating. Out of all the guys I could fall for I had to fall for the rich, playboy asshole with a dark secret.”
Dean turned her over so she would face him and he looked straight into her eyes as he whispered, “I love you too.”
“You only like me because I do what you want in bed,” Kayla responded.
He shook his head, “I mean it. I like how you cook pancakes in the morning, I love how you know exactly what kind of movies I like to watch and I appreciate how you’re willing to experiment in sexual things you’d normally never try. You always find a reason to keep trying, even when you’ve already discovered things about me that would normally disgust and turn off any other girl.”
“You’re just saying all that,” Kayla didn’t want to fall for his tricks. The hard part was that by looking into his eyes she almost believed every word he said.
Dean wasn’t giving up though. “I’m serious,” he told her. “I’d give it all up for you.”
“No,” she said. “I can’t deprive you of the things you like. I don’t mind you running your little BDSM ring. You can have your little games.”
“I wouldn’t be a really good boyfriend if I keep my girl at home while I go punishing a naked slut in the basement.”
Kayla smiled and said, “I’m your girlfriend. She’s just a slut for other people to own and dominate and break. No matter what you do to me, I won’t break.”
“That’s like saying you’re my wife,” he commented with a chuckle. “You really are proposing to me, aren’t you?”
“Shut up,” she answered and laughed at him. She felt genuinely happy and content. This was why she couldn’t just give up on Dean. He made her feel complete and it was weird considering all the other things he was. Sure, he was a playboy and he had a strange fetish but when they were just making love and laying down talking she felt like a complete human being. He filled an empty hole that had been gnawing at her soul for so long.
Dean gave her nipple a twist but it wasn’t rough or too tight, just enough to make her gasp and moan a little.
“Thank you,” she told him as she reached up and held onto his hand.
“For letting you abduct my free will and agreeing to not-marry but marry you as we fuck like wild animals in my own bedroom? Sure, you’re welcome,” Dean answered sarcastically. “On a more serious note, it’s no problem. You’re a one of a kind girl, so I’m not really complaining.”
Kayla didn’t really know if she should believe him but so far he was keeping true to his word and despite having wild, rough sex he did not insist on treating her like a BDSM submissive. He knew his boundaries with her and that showed some level of respect.
There’s hope for you yet, Dean Marshall. Kayla let him caress her body slowly, allowing herself to peacefully fall asleep. The last thing she recalled before her eyes shut and the darkness took over was the touch of his fingertips dancing on her thighs. It was a pleasant sensation and it brought a smile to her face right
as she nodded off.