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A Wifey for the Bad Boy(97)

By:Ava May


“Because you stole my heart, Kylie. That’s why,” he said in a soft voice as he lowered his head to kiss her again. She exhaled into his mouth and he dug his fingers into her luscious folds. She was moaning a little louder than she would have wanted to and it didn’t even bother her that at any moment, one of her neighbors would have walked by and seen her. And why should she have cared? She was in the arms of a gorgeous man whom she had genuine feelings for. Nothing else mattered at that moment except for the two of them and their small but perfect world. They were both panting by the time he pulled away from her.

“I really want to invite you in,” she said in a soft voice.

“Then why don’t you?” he asked and without saying anything, she stepped aside for her to walk in. She had barely closed the door when he suddenly pinned her against it making her gasp as her clutch dropped to the floor making a cluttering noise. He kissed her as he held her hands against the wooden door above her head. She closed her eyes as she felt his tongue inside her mouth, caressing the soft insides of her mouth. The sound she was making at the back of her throat woke up the rest of him. She knew this because she could suddenly feel his cock hard and alive pressing against her pelvis. His hands slowly ran down her arms, caressing her as she went on. She rolled her head to the side when she felt him sweeping her hair to one side so that he could kiss her neck. She was breathing hard and fast as she felt her entire body working in perfect rhythm, something she had not felt in a long time. His hands went even lower, roaming all over her body caressing her full breasts as she went on. His hand ran down to the taper of her dress and down to her fleshy bottom where he once more dug his fingers into her flesh. She brought her hands down to hold him, caress him but he pinned them above her head again letting her know who was in control as their tongues danced in her mouth. He felt the smooth veneer of her teeth and tasted the rich grape of the wine they’d had earlier.

A gasp escaped her lips when she felt the zipper of her dress being pulled down. He took a step back to look at her body as her dress gathered around her ankles like a canopy of blue roses. She noticed a smile playing on his lips as his eyes ran down her body. He took her hand and led her to the couch. He then held her close and kissed her lips, and then her neck, and then her shoulder as his hand slipped to her back to undo the clasp of her bra. When her bra fell off revealing her breasts to him, she crossed her arms over her chest hiding her breasts.

“No, don’t,” he said in a soft voice. “Don’t hide your beauty from me,” he whispered as he pulled her arms apart. He looked into her eyes for a long minute before he brought his hands up to gently caress the soft full mounds. He lowered her onto the couch and knelt in between her legs as he kissed her tummy softly. She could feel goose bumps forming on her skin as he moved up her torso. When he filled his hand with her left breast, he took her breast into his hot mouth. She gasped and whimpered as she held on to the edge of the couch. It was not easy containing herself as he sucked and nibbled on her highly sensitive nipple making it harden against his tongue. He pulled away from her breast and she breathed a sigh of relief but it was short lived because he then traced his tongue across her chest to take her other nipple into his mouth.

“Oh God,” she whimpered when he pressed his pelvis into her own.

He then pulled away and took off his jacket and shirt before he went on to take off his pants.

“Wait,” Kylie said before he could take off his boxer shorts. “Condoms. Do you have them? But it’s okay if you don’t have any because I do…in the bedroom…the bathroom in the bedroom…” Sean lowered himself on her and kissed her to silence her.

“I got this, okay?” he asked when he pulled away and she nodded. He pulled further away and knelt in between her legs again before he reached for his pants and pulled out a packet of Trojans from his wallet.

“Trojans?” Kylie thought as she immediately felt herself panic. But when he pushed his boxer shorts off, her panic was at a whole new level. Hell, she had gone from zero to a hundred in ten seconds. He was not only hot, he was hung…like a freaking horse. He rolled on the condom and pulled down her moist panties. He settled himself in between her legs and kissed her again. It was deeper than any other kiss they had shared that night.

“I am not Frankie,” he said in a soft voice. “I am not using you,” he added as he positioned himself at her entrance and she nodded. “Atta girl,” he whispered as he began working himself into her. She gasped and winced as he gently slid into her.