Chapter 32. To the Rooftop

Kayla’s voice, the wonderful feel of her hot pussy around his cock, only made Dean want to slam into her. But the last thing he wanted to do was hurt, Kayla. He knew he had to calm down. He was shaking so much, trying to bring his breathing under control. He couldn’t remember ever being this out of control. Ever!

“Fuck!” Dean growled, resting his head against the side of her face. “Oh, God.” He was finally snugly ensconced within Kayla’s body, where he’d been dying to be these past weeks. He was home. And it felt so damn good.

Dean brought up his head to look into Kayla’s pleasure-filled eyes. He gently brushed the tendrils of hair sticking to Kayla’s wet forehead away from her face with shaky fingers.

“Hey,” he whispered with a soft smile. He was looking at her as if she were his entire world. It was unnerving.

“Hey,” Kayla whispered back, staring up into Dean’s eyes with eyes filled with so much desire and love.

“You ready for this?” he asked as he fl