The Steamy Chase Ch. 06

"My parents kept hoping for a girl. That's why my mum ended up in the labour ward all those times. I told her the other day that God probably wanted to punish them." Dean drawled making Kayla burst into laughter.

"You are nuts."

"They actually named one of my brothers Hilary...well, that was his middle name." Dean deadpanned. "That's how bad it was."

Kayla laughed so hard she started wheezing. Dean dashed to the fridge and brought her a bottle of water.

"Are you okay?" He asked concerned.

"You mean besides the fact that you want to kill me?" Kayla asked trying to catch her breath. "I'm peachy."

Dean grinned, his adorable dimples on full display. Kayla just melted. Without thinking, she drew his head down and touched her lips to his. It was a soft slow kiss full of emotions that were threatening to burst free. They both lost themselves in the kiss.

"Dean..." Kayla breathed against his lips. "I...I..."

"Shh..." Dean placed a finger on her lips. "Just sleep here with me." He drew her head to lie on his shoulder and held her like he never wanted to let her go.

After a while Dean heard Kayla breathe evenly and knew she was sleeping. What had she been about to say. A repeat of her last speech? She had probably been about to tell him she wanted to go to her own suite. He just wanted to hold her. Come morning, he wouldn't be surprised if Kayla gave another speech to let him know there was no future for them. But Dean didn't think he was strong enough to let her go as she obviously wanted. It would be like ripping his heart out Dean thought and promptly gasped.

"Oh fuck!" He was in love with Kayla. No one could tell him otherwise. He just knew it. She had come to mean so much to him he couldn't see himself with any other woman. Dean heard Kayla whimper in her sleep and immediately loosened his hold on her. He had been unconsciously squeezing her to him. Shit!

Kayla had better get ready because he wasn't going to take no for an answer. This time, he was fighting for his life. Because without Kayla, he didn't think his life was worth much.

***

Kayla woke up to the feel of fingers sifting through her hair and opened her eyes to find dark blue eyes staring straight at her. Even as she wondered just how long Dean had been looking at her sleep, she moaned low in her throat at how sexy he looked. Wasn't it a sin or something to look so fine that early in the morning? She groaned when Dean smiled and drawled,

"Morning sexy." Dean's voice sounded deeper and rougher than she's ever heard it.

She loved how he sounded, his voice all slow and sleep-roughened. "What are you doing?" She murmured.

"Watching you sleep." He answered huskily, his voice sending a shiver of awareness through Kayla.

"Oh God, don't look at me, I probably look awful." Kayla said trying to get out of bed.

"Oh no you don't." Dean said laughing softly and stopping her from getting off the bed. He leaned over her and stared into her blushing face. "You are so beautiful it's not even funny."

Kayla laughed. "That's so corny."

"Oh yeah? I'll show you corny. Come here." The Dean leaned down and kissed her lingeringly on the lips.

Kayla was instantly so turned on she thought she might come from just the relentless spasming of her needy pussy. Her nipples hardened into hard pebbles, causing a deep ache in her breasts. God, Dean could get her so hot and bothered, it boarded on embarrassment. Whimpering, she rocked her hips against his thigh, aroused, desperate for the feel of any part of him she could get inside her. But even as Kayla panted with excitement, the flesh between her legs trembling with want, her mind picked up on something else.

"Why do you taste minty?" She breathed into the kiss.

"Well, I got up and gurgled. You didn't think I was just going to wake up and kiss a beautiful woman with a stinky mouth did you?" Dean asked with a straight face.

"Oh my God, Dean..." Kayla said pushing him off her and getting out of bed even as Dean roared with laughter.

"Hey, I'm not beautiful. You don't have to go to that trouble on my account." He laughed.

"Dean, you're gorgeous." Kayla couldn't help screeching in annoyance. "Ever looked in a mirror?" She asked and promptly burst into laughter when Dean's face turned pink. "Are you blushing Dean Broody?" She drawled, turning to enter the bathroom. Her laughter could be heard from inside the bathroom.

By the time she got back to the room, Dean was standing by the bed, holding a wide tray of food. Kayla gasped in surprise, staring at Dean. With a toss of his head, he made Kayla know exactly where he wanted her. She slowly climbed back into bed and watched as Dean set the tray on her lap. There was cereal, coffee, juice, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, toast, pancakes and a single red rose. Kayla picked up the rose but couldn't seem to have the strength to bring it to her nose and inhale its sweet scent like she was dying to.

"Thanks Dean. But I don't think I can possibly eat all this." Kayla said in a voice so low Dean had to strain to hear her. She was staring unseeingly at the food.

Dean saw Kayla's lips quiver and swore under his breath. He quickly picked up the tray from her lap and placed it beside her on the bed. Then he moved to sit with his back against the headboard, behind a really emotional Kayla. He pulled her into his arms, her back to his chest and simply held her. When Dean saw a tear slide down her cheek, he turned her to straddle him and kissed it away.

"It's okay baby. Shhh. You sure you're not coming down with something? 'Cause the Kayla I know never cries." Dean murmured teasingly.

"Fuck you." Kayla laughed shakily. "I'm sorry for the waterworks. It's just that no one has ever served me breakfast in bed and..."

"Kay, I was your first. Who were you expecting to serve you breakfast in bed? The guys you left with blue balls?" Kayla burst into laughter. "Or Mother Theresa?"

By now Kayla was laughing so hard Dean feared the juice on the tray would spill onto the bed. He pulled the tray closer and did something that surprised the hell out of Kayla...he fed her. She was lost for words. She felt pampered, cherished and...loved.

"So...ready for some shopping?" Dean asked when they were done with breakfast. "Serious work starts tomorrow."

Dean had explained that his firm had been contracted to put up a building for a bank in Dubai. Coincidentally, the lawyers for his client was her and Cole's firm. Everything had already been finalized so all Kayla had to do was sign the documents on behalf of her firm on Monday. She didn't have to be part of any meeting. That had been just a ploy to get her to go to Dubai to spend time with Dean. Dean on the other hand, had a lot of meetings to attend to before their departure on Wednesday. They were going to be home on Thursday, in time for Thanksgiving.

"Hmm. So this is the last day I get you fully to myself huh?" Kayla asked, curling up tighter against Dean. She was missing him already.

"Yep."

Kayla was quiet for some time. Then with a sigh, confessed. "I'll miss you."

Dean simply turned and pressed a kiss on her head, wondering how he was going to concentrate on work with Kayla on his mind.

"Would you want to shower here?" Dean's voice sounded hoarse.

After a slight hesitation, Kayla answered, "why not?"

"Wait here. I'll run you a bath." Then he left to do just that.

By the time Kayla came out of the bathroom clad in a towel, Dean was already showered and dressed in khaki pants and a black polo shirt. Kayla gulped audibly. He looked good enough to eat. He held out one of his t-shirts to Kayla, then grabbing the small towel in her hand, he turned her around to face the mirror in the room and dried her hair with the towel.

After a while, Dean declared in a satisfied voice, "all good" and threw the towel onto a table. "Using a dryer won't take too long now..." Dean trailed off when Kayla turned around swiftly, went on her toes and captured his lips with hers.

He was stunned initially, then tilting his head, he took over the kiss the way he took over everything...with dominant confidence. His lips, so firm yet soft, pressed against hers. His tongue stroked deep, licking and tasting, causing goose bumps to spread in a wave over Kayla's skin. The moan that tore out of her throat was so sexy Dean felt his cock begin to thicken and lengthen between them, pressing urgently against Kayla's lower belly through his pants and her towel.

One of his hands moved up to cup her nape, capturing her, holding her steady as he kissed her passionately¸ his mouth seeking and ravenous, sucking on her lips and tongue. Dean growled deep in his throat. Though he seemed to have a hold on his control, he couldn't hide the effect Kayla had on him. Kayla on the other hand had totally lost any control she had. She sobbed with need as she rubbed her thighs together. She was going out of her mind. She needed to come so badly. Moaning, she arched into Dean, her fingers clutching at his black hair.

"Dean please..." She pleaded. How had he gotten her so worked up so quickly, Kayla wondered.

Dean groaned, torn between giving Kayla some relief and the need to go by his 'no sex' rule. When he saw tears of frustration well up in Kayla's eyes, he made up his mind. No way was he going to leave her like that. He just couldn't.

"God Kay, you drive me so crazy." He husked as he reached down between her thighs, his fingers delving reverently into her wet, hot and swollen folds. Kayla heard his sharp intake of breath when he realized how soaked her thighs were with her juices.

"I want you so bad Dean." Kayla moaned brokenly. "Please. Please, Dean. I ache with wanting you inside me." Her hand went to her chest in an attempt to loosen her towel.

"Don't." Dean said sharply, stopping Kayla from undoing the knot holding her towel together.

He knew there was no way he could see that pierced nipple and not fuck her brains out. He was having a hard time stopping himself from releasing his angry cock and plunging into her sweet, hot, wet pussy as it was. Kayla locked her hands around his neck again and drew his head down to take his lips, opening her legs wider to give Dean better access.

"Dean..." She breathed into the kiss. "Take me.

Kayla's entire body quivered as Dean's long middle finger slid lazily into her, fingering her leisurely, building her need. He slowly fucked her mouth deeply with his tongue simultaneously, moving in rhythm with his finger. Kayla moaned lustfully into the kiss, her hips circling as Dean rubbed against her clit with the pad of his thumb. She gulped air into her struggling lungs as Dean's tongue licked from her mouth to her neck.

"God baby, I have to taste you." He whispered, pulling his fingers out of her drenched pussy and picking her up.

Dean strode with Kayla in his arms to the bed and dropped her on it in such a way that, her arse was at the edge of the bed and her legs dangled over. Then he went on his knees between her thighs, pushed the towel out of the way and latched on to her pulsing clit.

The moment she felt Dean's mouth between her legs, an intense orgasm rocked through Kayla and she cried out as her body convulsed with release. Sensation burst through her with such force that, her back arched and she jerked against Dean's face. Her fingers, which were entwined in his hair tightened, holding his head to her. Dean ignored the almost painful grip on his hair and continued to lick her through the delicious aftershocks, prolonging her pleasure.

"Oh my God, Dean." Kayla sobbed in ecstasy as Dean slid a finger inside her and slowly circled her swollen clit with his tongue.

Kayla had hoped he would fuck her brains out after giving her that explosive release but it looked like Dean had other plans. When his finger curled inside her and rubbed against that pleasure spot, Kayla's entire body locked into that breath-stealing moment of exquisite tightness that came right before release. With an ear-piercing scream she dissolved into an even more intense orgasm, mere seconds after the first. Her entire frame shook uncontrollably with sheer ecstasy.

When she calmed down, Dean moved up to partially cover her with his body. He landed a flurry of kisses all over her face before returning to spear her mouth with his tongue, giving her an unbelievably hot kiss. When they came up for air, Kayla's eyes fluttered open and she stared up at Dean with so much love in her eyes he gasped. She was so undone she didn't have a handle on her own emotions, couldn't conceal the intense love she felt for Dean. Her emotions and feelings were bared in her eyes for him to see. She was an open book. Seeing all that love and emotion shining in her eyes made Dean lightheaded. And before he knew it, he was blurting out how he felt.

"I am so in love with you." His voice was filled with so much emotion and reverence Kayla didn't doubt for a second that he was telling the truth.

A sob escaped Kayla. She couldn't stop the tears that slid down into her hair. Dean shoved both hands into her damp hair as he stared into her eyes. He was shaking, overwhelmed by the intensity of feelings he had for Kayla, the knowledge of how much he needed her in her life.

"I love you," he told him, his eyes suspiciously bright. "God, I love you so much Kay." Dean breathed, looking into her wet eyes with his beautiful ones. "Don't cry baby," his voice was barely above a whisper. "It kills me to see you cry."

He pulled her up into a hug with a groaned, and it was a low sound of torment. Kayla buried her face in his shoulder and cried, her nose pressed into his throat.

"I love you." She sobbed uncontrollably. "I love you so much it hurts."

"I know." Dean whispered, rocking her.

"It's too much." Kayla whispered brokenly. "What I feel for you is too much." Kayla paused to take a deep breath. "That night you came to my house, I got so confused at the intensity of feelings you aroused in me I didn't know what to do. It was amazing the way you took me that night. You just...took me...completely and utterly took me, in the best sort of way. It disarmed me, made me feel completely surrendered. It terrified me." She turned beautiful glazed green eyes on him. "I'm scared Dean. So scared I'd only be setting myself up for a heartbreak I couldn't survive." She added in a whisper.

"I would never hurt you Kayla. That's a promise." Dean said in a voice that sounded almost pained. "This is the only thing I have to give you that no one else gets to have. Me. You get to have me in a way that no one else gets to have me. I want to give me to you and only you. And that's the truth." Dean shook his head slowly. "The insane thing is that the more honest I am with you, the better I feel."

Her breath accelerated with each word he said, her lips slightly parted. All Dean wanted to do was lean forward and capture those sweet soft lips with his but he held back.

With a breath that sounded like a sob Kayla leaned forward and took his mouth in a lust-fueled kiss, which was flavored with the salt of her tears. For the very first time, she took over their kiss and it felt so good, she thought she'd die if they stopped. Her lips moved desperately over his, her tongue invading, teasing and possessing, winding everything within Dean tighter and tighter. They both shook in each other's arms as the kiss set their bodies ablaze. She kissed and licked her way over his face, tasting him, making him desperate, and then took his lips again. And just like that, Dean growled keep in his throat and bucked against Kayla, creaming his pants. His hands gripped Kayla's hips, holding her in place as he thrust against her, shuddering through a quick, hard orgasm. He shook as pleasure stuttered through him.

"Oh fuck," he breathed into the kiss.

When the tremors that shook Dean died down, he slid his hands up to Kayla's neck, his thumbs pressing into the soft skin of her throat as he cradled her head. He brushed his lips back and forth over her mouth, his breath washing with hers.

"See what you do to me?" Dean husked against her lips. "I don't remember ever coming inside my pants. Not even when I was a teenager. You fucking own me, Kayla. Never doubt that."

"That was so hot." Kayla whispered. "You are totally yummy. And I love you to bits." Now that she'd put it out there, she couldn't tell him enough.

Then Dean angled his head to kiss her deeper, his tongue licking into her mouth. Kayla was breathless by the time he let me go. God, she destroyed him. He wanted to fuck her until they both passed out in exhaustion but he reminded himself that he didn't want his dick anywhere near her pussy, much as it killed him.

"I wish we didn't have to go shopping." Kayla whimpered. She was dying to feel Dean inside her so bad she was shivering.

"See how you're feeling?" Dean interspaced each word with a kiss. "That's all the more reason why we should go. Get used to this without sex clouding our minds." He chuckled when Kayla groaned in frustration. "Come on, let's go get cleaned up." Dean pulled a groaning Kayla off the bed.

***

Kayla reached for her cell phone when it rang, her heart missing a beat when she saw the caller id.

"Hey." She said softly.

"Hey yourself." Dean husked. "How are you?" Kayla's eyes closed as she absorbed that sexy voice, loving how deep and confident it was.

"Missing you," she replied in a small voice.

"Missing you more love. Listen, I want you to meet me in town at eight p.m. sharp. Can you do that?"

"Sure."

"Good. The driver will pick you up."

"May I know where we're going so I can dress appropriately?" Kayla asked with a smile in her voice despite herself. Dean was so commanding at times.

"Shopping."

"Dean come on! Didn't we shop enough yesterday?" Kayla asked incredulously.

"We didn't get you dresses. I want to get you dresses." Dean replied smoothly.

"But I don't need dresses Dean." Kayla whined.

"Just...humour me okay?" He said quietly.

"Okay." Kayla didn't know how to say no to that tone. "I'll see you."

The line clicked off and Kayla instantly felt lonely. "What have you done to me Dean Broody?" Kayla muttered.

The day before, they had moved from mall to mall shopping their arses off. Ignoring her protests, Dean had bought lots of expensive designer stuff for her. Shoes, bags, perfume and a really expensive beautiful Cartier watch among others. All she had to do was look at something for more than two seconds, and then Dean was paying for it. Kayla had felt spoilt, had felt like a princess. It had been fun.

They had gotten back to their hotel in time for Dean to have a meeting with one of his business associates. After having a scrumptious meal in Dean's suite, he had convinced her to sleep in his suite. They had retired to bed early as they were both exhausted from all that shopping.

Kayla found herself falling more in love with Dean with each day that passed. Suddenly, she was always in a state of euphoria when Dean was around her. She had been in love with him for a long time but these past weeks had been something else. The feeling was even more intense now as Dean went out of his way to let her know how crazy he was about her. Yes, Kayla knew Dean could go to great lengths to get into the panties of girls but this was different. For one, he had already gotten into her panties and knew he could get in there again whenever he wanted...she had made that obvious. She couldn't resist him...she always wanted him and he knew it.

What made Kayla fall even more in love with each breath she took was the unconsciously loving way Dean treated her. His heart-melting actions and utterances were spontaneous and never failed to make her heart beat faster. He was ridiculously sweet to her. He looked like he couldn't help himself. Dean was wearing his heart on his sleeve. The day before, when they had retired to bed after a tiring day, he had thanked her. Kayla had been dumbfounded.