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Swallowing, she nodded, her gaze never wavering from mine. “I do.”

Well, shit. This little minx was calling me out. I guess I was going to have to show her I was a man of my word. Backing her up against the counter, I pressed my body against hers to let her feel the thick ridge of my hard cock straining against my jeans.

“You know what I want to do to you right now, Kayla?” I asked, stroking that beautiful neck of hers.

“No,” she croaked out, her pulse ticking under the pads of my calloused fingers.

Leaning into her ear, I rasped, “It has everything to do with being friendly, but nothing to do with being friends.” My fingers wrapped around that graceful neck of hers and gave it a gentle squeeze while my other hand skimmed down her side.

A tiny gasp escaped her full lips and my dick gave a jump of excitement. “I want that, too.”

Those were the magic words I’d been waiting for. My mouth lowered to hers and our lips collided. Our tongues sparred and lashed against one another with the need and determination ofthe famished. If being in her mere presence had been a turn on, touching her was sheer ecstasy. When she moaned, I pinned her harder against the counter with my hips, grinding my cock into her soft mound so she could feel every inch of my desire for her.

Instinctively, Kayla spread her legs further, allowing me full access to her center. Fuck me! I swear I could come in my jeans just by dry humping her like this. I hadn’t felt this way since I’d been a teenager and a stiff breeze could get me off.

Lifting her into the air, I settled her fine ass onto the counter top and stepped between her thighs. Kayla’s hands gripped my biceps, then my back, desperately begging for more. You didn’t have to ask me twice. I’d give her anything she wanted, as many times a day that she wanted it.

My hand slipped between her thighs and dipped into the leg of her sleep shorts. She wasn’t wearing any panties underneath. Jesus Christ! I don’t know what I’d done to earn a girl like her, but I was more than willing to prove my worthiness every day for the rest of my life.

My fingers outlined the folds of her plump little pussy lips, and Kayla moaned. “You like that, Babe?” I asked, teasing her entrance with the tip of my finger. “You want more?”

“Yes!” she begged, thrusting her pelvis against it and forcing it about an inch inside. “Please, don’t stop!”

I growled as I drove them hard into her tight sheath. Her inner walls pulsed and my dick began to pound with ninety-nine percent of my entire blood supply.

“Such a tight little cunt,” I told her, forcing in another finger to begin to train her for something much bigger and longer than my fingers. “I’m not sure it can take my cock, Babe. But I can’t wait for the chance to try.”

Kayla’s head dropped back against the cabinet as I worked her slippery clit with my thumb. “That feels so good,” she cried out. Bracing the palm of her hands against the countertop, shespeared her hips onto my fingers to fuck them aggressively like she wanted to fuck me.

My dick was threatening to break free from the prison of my jeans. I was sure I’d see the teeth of my zipper imprinted along the skin of my shaft as soon as I set him free.

Most days, I went commando. Today was no different. As soon as she came, I was going to drag down that pesky zipper and plow inside her tight as fuck cunt. I never went without a rubber, but I didn’t have any at the moment. However, there was no way I was missing out on an opportunity that only came around once in a lifetime. I was going to enjoy fucking Kayla’s sweet little cunt bare-back. Just the thought of it sent chills down my spine and further stiffened my already rock-hard cock.

“I’m so close,” Kayla moaned, the lids of her eyes squeezed shut so forcefully it looked like she was in a state of beautiful agony.

“Let me help you with that, Babe.” Dropping my head between her legs, I hoisted her thighs up and over my shoulders. My tongue shot out and stroked her from one end of her slit to the other. When it got to the swollen bud of nerves at the top, I lashed it back and forth in quick, steady swipes I knew women loved.

Kayla’s hips bucked. I had to hold her firmly in place so she didn’t fall off the counter. “Oh my God!” she cried out, her hand clutching her left breast in need of even more stimulation. “That’s so good, Ox!”

“Pull down your shirt, Babe,” I instructed, wanting to see those beautiful tits jiggle as I stuffed her full of cock. “I’ve been fantasizing about them since we met.”

Grasping the thin strap of her cami, she first dragged it down one arm and then the other. With bated breath, I waited for her to pull it down around her waist. When she did, I wasn’t disappointed. They were everything I was hoping for and more,big, round, and absolutely glorious. Those tits were the perfect size to spill nicely out of my hands whenever we were fucking. I couldn’t wait to give them a test drive with my dick. Sticking my fat anaconda between those two pillows of flesh was going to be the closest to heaven I’d ever gotten in all my sinful life.

Reaching out, the rough skin of my hands rasped against her flushed nipples. My mouth watered when I plucked them and she emitted a low, keening noise. “Fuck, Kayla! They’re even better than I thought they’d be.”

I couldn’t wait to watch these beauties bounce as I filled her over and over again with cock. But there’d be time for that later. Right now, she needed to come. That way, she’d be lubed enough for the club in my pants to slide right in.

I wasn’t just a big guy in height and stature. My dick was every bit as big as I was. Thick and long, it scared some women off when I revealed it. The last thing I wanted to do was scare away Kayla, so I left it contained in my pants for the moment until she was ready for it. When she was slippery and sated and knew it would be worth the stretch. Worth the pain.

Strumming my nose through the soaked channel of her pussy, I breathed in deep of her natural scent. The smell was so intoxicating, I couldn’t help myself but crave more. Lapping up her juices, I worked over her clit as I held Kayla still. Her hips bucked wildly as she mumbled noises of arousal that stoked my own into a blazing inferno.

God, it was like this woman was made just for me! Everything from her scent, looks, and personality, got my motor going. And the way she was panting now, nonsensical words and sounds pouring from her open mouth, I knew she was feeling the same about me.

“I’m going to come,” Kayla revealed, my face buried deep into that sweet pussy, enjoying every fucking drop of her erotic nectar.

Pausing, I looked up and said, “You want me to fuck you, Babe? You want my cock inside this hot cunt?”

“Please,” she begged prettily. “I need you inside of me, Ox! I need it now.”

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