Chapter 23. On Cloud 9

When the tremors that shook Dean died down, he slid his hands up to Kayla’s neck, his thumbs pressing into the soft skin of her throat as he cradled her head. He brushed his lips back and forth over her mouth, his breath washing with hers.

“See what you do to me?” Dean husked against her lips. “I don’t remember ever coming inside my pants. Not even when I was a teenager. You fucking own me, Kayla. Never doubt that.”

“That was so hot,” Kayla whispered. “You are totally yummy. And I love you to bits.” Now that she’d put it out there, she couldn’t tell him enough.

Then Dean angled his head to kiss her deeper, his tongue licking into her mouth. Kayla was breathless by the time he let me go. God, she destroyed him. He wanted to fuck her until they both passed out in exhaustion but he reminded himself that he didn’t want his dick anywhere near her pussy, much as it killed him.

“I wish we didn’t have to go shopping.” Kayla whimpered. She was dying to feel Dean insid