Chapter 22. The L-Bomb

“Dean please…” She pleaded. How had he gotten her so worked up so quickly, Kayla wondered.

Dean groaned, torn between giving Kayla some relief and the need to go by his ‘no sex’ rule. When he saw tears of frustration well up in Kayla’s eyes, he made up his mind. No way was he going to leave her like that. He just couldn’t.

“God Kay, you drive me so crazy.” He husked as he reached down between her thighs, his fingers delving reverently into her wet, hot, and swollen folds. Kayla heard his sharp intake of breath when he realized how soaked her thighs were with her juices.

“I want you so bad Dean.” Kayla moaned brokenly. “Please. Please, Dean. I ache with wanting you inside me.” Her hand went to her chest in an attempt to loosen her towel.

“Don’t,” Dean said sharply, stopping Kayla from undoing the knot holding her towel together. 

He knew there was no way he could see that pierced nipple and not fuck her brains out. He was having a hard time stopping