Page 42 of A Bossy Surprise

“What a compelling argument.” I roll my eyes.

“Don’t patronize me.”

“Well, that’s pretty hard not to do. Considering how petulant you’re being.”

“I’m not being petulant.”

The both of us are breathing pretty heavy at this point

I’m so frustrated. I should probably leave.

Yeah, I should.

However, what I do next is the very opposite of what I know I should do.

In a split second my hand goes to the small of her back while the other goes to the back of her head. I hold her in place as I take her lips in an organ-liquefying kiss.

I 100% expect her to push me off, but she doesn’t. Instead, her hands go around my neck and she allows me to ravage her, which is exactly what I do.

I am as hard as a pillar now. I pull her body against mine and rut against her. As a result of the welcome and friction I start to see stars.

My hands go to her ass. I squeeze the globes and hoist her up. She wraps her legs around my waist, and we continue to kiss the fuck out of each other as I stumble us into her bedroom.

Once we are in there, I kick the door shut and lock it just in case Brady or a certain jumpy canine tries to find their way in here.

I lower Kayla to the ground, turn around and flip the lights on. I want to see everything that’s about to happen.

Now that we are separate, I see the apprehension on Kayla’s face. If that’s all I see there, I would leave right now. However, behind those nerves, I see how much she wants me. I recognize it because it’s exactly how I feel.

To drive off whatever nerves she may be having, I have to cede some power to her. So I start to strip. I undo the buttons on my shirt and push it off my shoulders. I take off my shoes and socks. I unbuckle my pants and slide them down my legs, along with my boxer briefs, then step out of them.

I am naked and vulnerable in front of a fully dressed Kayla.

Her eyes drop to my dick that shoots out from my abdomen and she licks her lips.

Knowing exactly what I’m doing, I grab myself and begin to tug. I allow a moan to escape me as I work myself over.

Then Kayla is in motion.

Before I know what’s happening, she gets on her knees, bats my hand away and takes me into her mouth.

To say I am surprised would be an understatement. Of all the things I thought she would do, this was probably at the bottomof the list. Not that I am complaining. In my experience, women rarely go straight for the blowjob.

My legs tremble as she pleasures me with her mouth. Her hands go to my ass and she pulls me deeper into her throat.

The sounds she’s making are downright obscene.

I pull away from her and my cock pops out of her mouth.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to blow my load down your throat.”

She gets to her feet, and with a smile wipes a hand across her now plump lips.

She takes a few steps back, pulls her T-shirt over her head, drops the fabric to the floor, and undoes her bra, freeing her glorious tits. They sit so full and beautifully on her chest.

I can’t take my eyes off of them.

Next she pulls off her jeans and kicks them across the room. Not long after her panties join them.