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I shake my head. “I didn’t really fall asleep, and then I heard you. I thought you were…err… in pain.”
“I’m sorry to worry you. I’m done, though. Go back to sleep.”
I should do what he says, but I don’t. We are inches away, and I can’t stop my eyes from roaming over his body. I was right. His abs are firm and beautiful. They aren’t as bulging or tough like rocks, but they’re smooth and tantalizing. There isn’t an ounce of fat on his belly, and he’s got the V line that I know a lot of guys covet.
I’m ogling shamelessly, but I can’t help it. Richard doesn’t stop me either. He seems to enjoy letting me peruse his body. I can hear the crackling electricity between us in the quietness of the night. I step closer to him. My hands reach his firm chest and skate over the contours of his muscles. The moment he shivers, I peek up. His eyes are stormy.
“You’re so beautiful, Richard,” I say.
“I’m all sweaty,” he says in a croaky voice.
“I like it,” I say as I lean toward him. I trail kisses along the indents of his six-pack while tasting his salty sweat. He grips my shoulders. “Kayla, you’d better stop.”
His voice is rough, but it doesn't sound like an order at all, especially when the lust in his eyes shows me he doesn’t mean what he says.
I shake my head. “I wanted to do this.”
I wrap my arms around his waist and press my cheek against his chest.
With a growl, Richard holds me and kisses the top of my head. He then cups my face and bends toward me. I moan as soon as our lips touch. Oh God. I’ve missed the delicious treat.
Pulling away and holding me in his arms, he walks me to the wall and pins me against it. He strokes my breasts over the soft fabric of the gown, causing a tremor over my entire body.
He unbuttons the gown and pushes it open. “You’re gorgeous, Kayla!”
I blush. I have larger than average boob size, and I get stares from guys often. I’m normally embarrassed by fact but not when Richard compliments me. I thrust them forward. “Touch me, please.”
He inhales sharply. And then slowly he bends down me and gives each of my mounds a gentle kiss, before he closes his lips on one of them.
“Oh, Richard!” I cry as I feel a tug between my thighs in an instant. My knees are weak and my lady parts are on fire.
I don’t have panties, so the wetness trickles down my thighs. I squeeze my legs together.
“Like it?” Richard asks me, looking up.
I nod. “I want more.”
He smirks a bit. Returning his mouth on my breast, he slips his hand between my thighs. When he feels my wetness, he groans. “Fuck, Kayla. You’re so ripe.”
Oh God.I whimper as I fist in his hair.
He caresses my petals over and over, rubbing my sensitive nub while sucking my swollen nipples.
Just when I think it couldn’t be better, he thrusts a finger into my pussy. I gasp again. It feels like an instant release to my ache, but just for a second. Richard spirals his finger along my walls and it tickles me. I writhe and moan, wanting him to stop and go on at the same time.
He pushes his finger further in, and then he stops. “Shit. You’re a virgin?”
I nod with embarrassment. “Yes. But don’t stop, please!”
He pauses for a moment and then twirls his finger near my opening, careful not to thrust deep. I tense as tension builds in my body. Richard senses it, too. He pulls out his finger and presses a thumb against my sensitive switch, summoning a roaring wave from my core. I tremble as the wave pushes its way out and splashes onto Richard’s hand.
Chapter 12
Richard
The reason I’m here in my workout room is I couldn’t fall asleep. My body is consumed with a hungry lust that I haven’t had for years.
I normally punch the bag for no more than thirty minutes, but tonight I have too much steam to blow off. My intention was innocent and friendly when I offered Kayla a place to stay for the night, but as soon as she was inside my house, my mind quickly plunges into the gutter.
