My Dirty Sinner

Chapter 46: Kayden

☆Kyara☆

He takes a swig of his beer as he keeps his eyes on me, and I see his cock poking out the top of his unbuttoned jeans. I blush and look away, but hear him smirk. "Don't be shy, Kitten. I ain't, 'n' I'm wantin' you ta become well acquainted with my cock this weekend." Oh my god. Why did that turn me on! He must notice because he smirks again and makes his way back to me.

"D'ya like that, Kitten? D'ya like it when I say dirty shit ta you?" He asks, moving his boxers over and down so I can see his velvety smoothness, then he palms the shaft and pumps his fist.

Don't let him distract you! Hello, Red flags! Why is he trying to get out of talking to me?

He's back in front of me, leaning down, his lips a breath away from mine. He's not being patient like he normally is. Why?

He kisses me softly, teasing me, then he takes my hand off the bed and wraps my fingers around his cock, and moans.

When my hand starts moving on its own, as I'm getting caught up in the moment, he takes his hand away and grabs my face, kissing me hard, and his hips start moving so he's fucking my fist.

"Fuck, Kitten. I want inside ya so bad… I want ta officially… Fuck!" He mumbles around my lips, and hisses in pleasure.

He kisses me as he peels my vest up so he can palm my breasts before he works at my shorts. "Will ya be my woman?" He asks, sliding my shorts off, my panties going with it, and then his hand is back on me, between my thighs. Oh god!

He may be working me up into a lust frenzy, but… What is he asking me about? We are dating, doesn't that make me his woman already?

"What… do you… me-ahhhh shit!" I pant, but don't finish as he pushes his fingers into me. He moves his fingers in and out of me, as I continue pumping his cock. We've never gone this far before, but he's not giving me much time to think or contemplate what's happening. Which is perfect, as I thought I might freak out the first time.

He's got me right on the edge now, I'm panting and moaning as he continues moving his fingers and hips because all I can do is hold on tight as my orgasm starts to ignite. It's just about to burst out of me.

"I want us ta be exclusive, Kitten." He growls, pumping his fingers faster, but that word exclusive has the imminent burst of pleasure, shooting back to where it came from.

"Stop." I pant.

"What?" He groans.

"Stop, Zane!" He grits his teeth and pulls away from me.

"Ky, I'm as 'ard as a fuckin' rock right now, ya was 'bout ta cum. Can we finish this conversation after?" He grits out, seeming angry. Who is this guy? This is not the Zane I know.

"No," I mutter, grabbing the sheet off the bed and wrapping it around me.

"Is that a new tattoo? What is it?" He asks. He must have caught a glimpse of my DS tattoo, but I'm not telling him about that. I really didn't think that tattoo thought.

"It doesn't matter. Don't try and change the subject. What do you mean exclusive?" I ask. He picks up his beer and starts downing it, annoyed and angry.

Needing to not feel cornered, I climb off the bed and walk to the table to pick up my own beer. I’m suddenly nervous and I don’t know why. I take a sip, and my phone vibrates. Shit!

Katy-ann: Celine called and asked if you were here. I covered for you, but where are you? It's not safe to be out on ya own right now. If I don't hear from you soon I'll have to tell her. And your earlier message confused me. X