Chapter 33: _ We can’t
Warning; Mature Content Ahead (Not Intense).
As Kylo climbed up at me, I drew back and allowed him. Maybe we’d do it today. Maybe when we did it, I wouldn’t see any chance of being with his Dad.
When he pulled down my tights, I smiled, glad that it was going to happen. His hands trailed up my lap and found my bare skin before his tongue took over the job.
"I’ll make up our ruined anniversary night to you." He whispered, hands drawing zig-zag lines over my skin.
I chuckled, "Will you please?"
He worked his fingers against the slick seams of my panties and I almost choked on a moan.
"You like that, babe?" Kylo chuckled before he shifted my panties aside and stuffed a finger in me.
A very long moan escaped my lips. I gnashed my teeth as arousal sent my control into the air.
"Oh, Kylo." I moaned.
Kylo crawled up to me, his finger still in me, thrusting in and out. He began to plant kisses on every one of my soft spots. Neck. Temple. Shoulder. Cheek. Chest. And then, my nipples.
Just when he took my nipples into his mouth, he stuck another finger in my hole. I gripped the sheets as pleasure shot through me from both sides.