Brad
I dropped my phone on the table against the wall and stepped out of the shadows and into Kaitlyn’s line of sight. She yelped in surprise, chest heaving and pupils dilated as she came down from her orgasm.
“Brad… Mr. Knightley… what are you doing home?” She swallowed thickly, my eyes drawn to the way her throat worked. I imagined how it would move as she sucked my cock as deep as she could take it.
Frozen like a deer in the headlights, her eyes widened when I stalked towards her. A lascivious grin spread across my face, growing wider with each step.
“Hello, Kait.” I pulled her head back by the ponytail and leaned into her, stopping as my lips brushed against hers. “I heard you calling for me. Are you all right?”
Her face turned three shades of red. She was adorable. Watching the colour steal across her face and down into her cleavage made me harder than I already was. Didn’t think it was possible, but I was wrong.
“I’m going to kiss you now, Kaitlyn.” I claimed her lips. Soft. Sweet. Unhurried. Passionate. It was everything I knew kissing her would be. “Is that okay?”
She mewled into my mouth, gasping at my tongue’s invasion between her lips. I nipped her lip. She gasped, and I sucked on her tongue. My hand flirted down her side. Squeezed her hip. Fingers gripped her panties and yanked them from her body. She bucked up at me. A...