His weakness

Chapter Ten - Passion!

Kylan 

In one swift move, I lifted her from the floor and propped her up on the counter, not letting our lips break apart. She slipped her legs around me and brought me closer to her. The kiss quickly became heated. Nola moaned against my lips. She reached for the bottom of my tee and promptly removed it from my body, and ran her fingers down my back. I groaned under her touch, my every muscle tensing. I pulled away from the kiss only because I needed a breather. 

I opened my eyes and looked at Nola for a moment. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes dark, and she was panting. If I can do that to her with only a kiss, I can’t wait to see what I can do to her body when she is naked and below me. 

“Kylan, why are you looking at me like that?” she breathed out. 

I slowly ran my fingertips up the inside of her thighs, leant in and rested my lips at her ear. 

“Because I am imagining the effects that I am going to have on your body when you are naked and underneath me, especially if I can turn you on this much with only a kiss,” I whispered seductively. 

I grazed my teeth along the skin of her neck before biting down on it roughly. She cried out and gripped my hair. 

“Are you wet for me, Nola?” 

“Yes,” she whimpered. 

“How wet?” 

“Soaked,” she panted. 

I smirked to myself. I was not expecting her to answer me as quickly because I thought she was nervous. I reached for the button of her shorts, undoing them and pulling the zipper down.

“I may need to feel that for myself. Is that alright?” 

“Mmm, yes,” Nola moaned. 

I used one had to push her legs further apart, and the other I slipped into her shorts, then her panties. I could feel the heat rise from between her thighs. I ran my fingers over her folds; in response, she groaned loudly, and her head dipped back. She was soaked right enough. I am not surprised since she hasn’t been touched or f****d in so long. 

I removed my hand from her panties, and she protested with a huff. I chuckled and kissed her for a moment.

“Don’t worry, kitten. I have not even started with you,” 

I fisted the bottom of her tee in my hands, and she lifted her arms to let me remove it from her. Our lips met again, and I massaged her breasts through her bra. She cried out, and I slid my hand around to her back and undid her bra. I pushed one strap down, kissing over her shoulder, then doing the same to the other side. I eventually removed it from her entirely, and it joined our tops on the floor. 

“I need you to f**k me now,” she purred. 

Her telling me what she wants made a strong desire run through me. I don’t believe she is quite as shy as she seems. 

“And I will, but not here, not when it is our first time together. We can do this another time, later even,” I smirked. 

I lifted her from the counter, her arms and leg instantly wrapping around me. I kissed her as I carried her to the closest bedroom. Nola removed her lips from my mine and attacked my neck with them. She kissed and nibbled on the skin. Suddenly, Nola rolled her hips into me, rubbing herself against my c**k. I growled, and my grip on her tightened. 

I tossed her on the bed. She bounced slightly when I did, and a loud giggle escaped from her lips. I chuckled when she did. She was too cute at times. She rested up on her elbows and watched me, curious about what my next move was. I kicked my shoes off and removed my jeans. Nola licked her lips when her eyes fell on my excitement which was clearer to see now that I was only in my boxers. I couldn’t wait to get the damn things off. They felt restricted right now because I was so hard. 

I climbed onto the bed, running my lips up her legs until I reached her shorts. I hooked them in my fingers and looked up at her. Nola nodded, and I swiftly removed them from her. I kissed over her panties. She gasped, arched up from the bed and fisted the bedding below her. 

I tore the red panties from her and flung them away. I dipped my head down and ran my tongues over her folds. I moaned the moment I tasted her. I let my tongue explore her folds for a moment before slipping it between her folds. I began circling my tongue inside of her. 

“f**k!” she called out. 

I pinned her hips to the mattress and picked up the speed of my tongue. Nola’s fingers fell in my hair as I continued.

“Oh God, Kylan, I am close already,” she panted. 

I knew it wouldn’t take long. I stopped what I was doing and got up on my knees. Nola opened her eyes and glared at me. I smirked but didn’t say anything. I turned around, getting my jeans from the floor to grab my wallet and take the condoms out that I kept in it. I sat them on the bed, removed my boxers. 

I watched Nola’s eyes goes wide when her eyes fell on my length. I am used to that reaction. I took one of the condoms, ripped the packet opened and slid it on my c**k. I usually played for longer before f*****g, but I was too desperate to get inside of her right now. I was eager to feel her wrapped around me. 

The second I suited up, I took my place on top of her. I crashed my lips to hers and brought her leg around me. 

“I need to f**k you now,” I spoke as our lips disconnected.

“Then f**k me,” she begged. 

Once she permitted me, I pressed into her inch by inch until I felt her adjust around me, and I fully entered her. Nola cried out and clung to me. An animal-like grunt escaped my lips the second I felt her tightness wrapped around me. 

Nola placed her hand on the back of my neck and brought my lips to hers, kissing me and snaking her other leg around me. I began to thrust into her, each thrust deeper than the previous. 

“f**k, your p***y is so damn tight,” I breathed out. 

“Harder,” she demanded. 

I knew she would be in desperate need of this. I did as she asked and moved harder into her. Nola squealed, her nails scraping down my back. I hissed as I felt her nails break the skin. I liked it rough so she could scratch me up as much as she wanted. 

“Kylan, I am close. Please let me come. I need to,” 

I could feel her walls clench around me. I slipped a hand between us and started playing with her clit. Seconds later, she screamed my name. Her body shook below me as she released. I looked down at her because I loved watching a woman come. It was a turn-on for me. Her eyes were closed, her head back, and her mouth hung open. 

“Look at me, Nola,” 

She opened her eyes and looked up at me. I kept our eyes connected and continued aiming for my end, which wouldn’t take long. I don’t usually end this quickly, but Nola was doing something to my body that I couldn’t explain. I don’t usually f**k like this, missionary style, because I usually hated it, but with her, I didn’t. 

I broke eye contact and buried my face in her neck, holding her hips tightly against the bed. I moved into her with speed, my end rapidly approaching. Nola held me against her, moaning and started moving her hips with mine. She was close again, also. Our bodies moved perfectly, and it didn’t take long for a second o****m to dominate her, and with that, that was enough for me. 

Nola cried out, and her name came from my lips, along with grunts and curse words. I came hard and exploded into the condom. I collapsed down on her as we came to our end—the room filling with only the sounds of our breathing and racing hearts. 

“I didn’t know s*x could be that could, or I could c****x so quickly and more than once,” she whispered. 

I lifted my head to look down at her. 

“As I mentioned, sweetness, you have been with the wrong type of men,” 

I pecked her lips and rolled next to her. This is usually the point where I leave, but not only could I not because of where we were, but I didn’t want to. 

“Mmm, it would seem so. That was incredible,” 

“Stick with me, kitten. You can feel like that all of the time,” 

I brought her closer to me, my arm around her, and she rested her head on my chest. I gently stroked her back, a silence between us as we caught our breath. 

I think I may be in trouble!