Kane didn’t worry about what Andre would say or do, or how her parents could quite possible be disappointed in him. None of that mattered as he looked into Cayla’s face and saw the play of emotions. She made a move to get her clothes again, but he cupped her cheek in his hand and lowered his lips to hers. She melted instantly against him, and all he knew was that he wanted her with a desperation that rivaled anything he had ever felt. He loved this girl, and he was going to show her how much.
Kane broke the kiss and stepped back. Gripping the back of his shirt, he pulled it over his head and tossed it aside. His belt was next, and when he unbuttoned and pulled the zipper down, he realized this was really a reality. Without thinking on it again he shoved his pants and boxer briefs down and grabbed her. His cock was hard and pressed against her belly. She gasped at the contact, which only made him swell even further. He didn’t like to boast on parts of his body, but he had no doubts he could make her feel real good with his cock. She was tiny though, and although he knew he would fit, there would no doubt be pain. He pushed her against the counter and used his knee between her legs to them. The scent of her arousal was like a sweet musk, and his cock jerked between them.
“If you think I’m taking you for the first time on my parents’ Formica counter top, you are fucking insane.” He smiled down at her and ran his tongue along her bottom lip. He had been so worked up and unaware of what he was doing to her lips that he hadn’t realized she’d slipped her hand between their bodies until her had his cock in tight grip. She used her thumb to run along the head of his dick, and he shivered.
“You’re pierced.” It wasn’t a question.
He took a slight step back and looked down to watch her small hand move up and down his cock. The Prince Albert piercing glistened under the kitchen lights, but it was the look on her face that had him really jacked-up. Her eyes were half-lidded and her lips slightly parted as she watched her actions. It was just a hand job, but holy fuck was it good enough it have him coming in just a few more strokes. It was painfully slow, but so fucking good. He braced his arms on the counter on either side of her and started pushing his hips forward.
“Am I doing it right?” She sounded so unsure of herself.
“Christ, baby. You’re doing it too fucking good.” Closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, Kane started pumping his hips faster and faster into her palm. He fucked himself with her hand, knowing he had to stop or he’d come all over her, and that was not how he wanted this night to end. “We have to stop.” He stilled his movements and placed his hand on top of hers.
“But I thought you liked it?”
Placing his forehead against hers, he took in a deep breath. “You have no idea how much I liked it. I liked it so much I would have come all over your belly.” He opened his eyes in time to see hers widen. “And when I come, Cayla, it is going to be inside of you.”
Common sense told him to help her dress and send her on her way, but his dick told common sense to fuck off. He wanted to love this girl, and show her that she was his physically. That little revelation came like a blow to his balls, and his breath momentarily stalled. Gripping her right below her round, plump ass, Kane lifted her up so she was forced to wrap her legs around his waist. He could feel her pussy juice had seeped through her panties, and his dick gave one mighty fucking jerk because of it. He wanted inside of her, now. He strode quickly to the guest room that used to be his room back in the day. Slamming the door shut with his foot then moving to the edge of the bed, he placed her on the dark comforter. Her big tits jiggled from the motion, and he groaned at the sight. She looked so good naked and spread out on his bed. Her body was made for touching, for licking, and most of all fucking. Lush thighs that were made to wrap around a man’s waist, round hips that were perfect for gripping, and large, round breasts that were made for sucking.
“I love your tits, Cayla.” Even in the darkness he saw her blush from his compliment. “Touch them for me, baby. Play with your hard little nipples.”
Her stomach hollowed out from the force of her breathing. She lifted her hands up and cupped the massive mounds. They overflowed in her hands, and his mouth watered for a taste.
“Go on, baby. Let me see you make those pretty nipples even harder for me.” She started working the tight tips between her fingers, pulling them away from her body then letting them snap back. The sight had his dick like rock and pre-cum seeping out.
“Lie back on the bed, Cayla.” He tried to speak clearly, but the words came out guttural. He was aroused beyond belief, and so hard for this girl that he could have drilled holes in steel. Cayla did as he said instantly, and the very thought that she obeyed him so willingly was an accelerant to his desire. “Spread your thighs, and let me see your cunt.”