Chapter 11. Uncontrollable Passion

“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 sup