He instantly looked at Kayla and stepped in front of her. He loved the feel of his palms on her cheeks. That way he could also tilt her head back a little so he could look into her eyes.
“I’m thinking that I’m throwing out some old stuff. I want to make new memories with you, Kayla. I only want you surrounding me, your scent, your smile, and only memories of you and me.”
She let her fingers come up the front of his black T-shirt before sliding down, feeling his abs through the material. Her fingers stopped at the hem of his T-shirt, and in one rapid move, she shoved it over his head. He helped by raising his arms above his head. Stretching up on her tiptoes, she rested her palms on his chest and placed a kiss next to her hand right above his heart.
“As long as I’m in here, as long as I’m the only one in here, we don’t need to throw out your old stuff. I know I’m not your first, Dunc. I’m not stupid.” When she looked up at him, he could see that she wasn’t judging him. She looked straight into his eyes and whispered, “I just want to be your last.”
He picked her up by her perky ass, and she folded her legs around his waist as he walked them past the kitchen and into his bedroom. They kissed their way to the king-size bed, and he laid her down softly.
Duncan was openingthe buttonsof her baby blue shirt one by one, and when he undid the last one, he sat back on his heels on the bed in front of her, his eyes locked on her body. His gaze lingered on her breasts before heading south to her belly and back up again, where he finally looked into her eyes again.
“Beautiful,” he said.
He took off her shirt and skirt, leaving her lying before him in a white lace bra and matching lace bikini bottom. “No thong? Mmm, I was looking forward to spanking your naked cheeks.”
Kayla didn’t know if he’d meant it earlier when he first mentioned the spanking, but she got all warm inside and realized that she wanted to experiment with him. Maybe a little play, a little slap on her butt? She smiled at herself. Who was this woman?
“What are you smiling about, wildflower?” He kissed her smiling lips. “Something you want to share with the rest of the class?”
Kayla giggled when he tickled her sides and nipped at her bottom lip. “N-Nothing.” He tickled her once more, and she tried to get out from under him. “Duncan... stop tickling... me... please.”
She giggled even harder when he continued, but then he said, “No. I love your giggles.”
Kayla stopped giggling and narrowed her eyes at him, hoping she could last.
“Oh, so that’s how you’re gonna play it, huh?” he said. Before she knew what was happening, he turned her so she lay on her stomach. He held both of her arms up with one of his big hands, and the other swatted her buttocks.
“Ah! Duncan!”
She couldn’t believe the nerve of him. She glared over her shoulder and said, “If you don’t stop it right now—”
Duncan smirked. “So fierce, so sassy. Mmm, I don’t know if I like you better sassy or if I want you moaning my name, begging me to take you, to make you come.”
She was turned on by his words; it was as if he switched something on inside of her. Her core tingled because of his dirty talk. She was surprised that she even longed for his words.
He suckled on the spot where her shoulder ended and her neck started. Then he gave big sloppy kisses and scraped his teeth over her skin, creating goose bumps all over her body.