The Steamy Chase Ch. 01

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Dean Broody vs. Kayla Cooper

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"Wow...don't fall. What did you do? Drink a whole keg of beer?" Dean Broody asked Kayla Cooper who looked like she was about to fall over.

"Fuck off Dean." Kayla slurred her words, willing the world to stop spinning.

Dean reached for Kayla just as she took a step and swayed. "Jesus, just how much have you had to drink Kay? You're shit-faced." Dean groaned holding on to the drunken beauty. "Come on, let me take you to your room. You need to lie down."

"Screw you Asshole." Kayla hiccupped. She knew she was drunk but also knew she had to act sober and tough because knowing Dean, he was never going to allow her to hear the end of this.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come on." Dean said picking Kayla up bridal style and heading towards the chalets. "Which one is yours?" He asked when he got close to the chalets.

Dean looked down at Kayla when he didn't receive any reply and groaned. Shit! She was fast asleep. He decided to take her to his room and tuck her into bed. He knew he wasn't going to come back to the room anytime soon so Kayla could comfortably use his bed whilst he went back to the party and had a good time.

After removing Kayla's shoes, he tucked her in and left the room smiling to himself. Kayla was so going to get it from him and the boys in the morning. The tough Kayla, drunk! Now that was a sight one didn't get to see often. But Dean knew he couldn't blame the sexy feisty Kayla. Damon Thomas Reid could throw a mean party. Damn!

Claiming he had promised his husband, Tristan, a big party when they got back to the U.S. from their wedding in France, Damon had thrown a party to remember. They had been married for the past three months and still stuck to each other like glue. Dean snorted. Who would have thought Damon, the tough giant billionaire could get that sappy. Love sure could do things to people. All friends of the couple had gone cruising on the yacht, TRISTAN. The magnificent yacht had been a wedding present for Tristan from Damon. After the cruise, the yacht had docked on a beautiful Island, where the party was being held. And what a party it was! Hands down the party of the year. Almost everybody got drunk. Even Kayla!

Dean chuckled. What made Kayla getting drunk, even more amusing to Dean was the fact that Kayla was a tough no-nonsense kind of girl. She was Cole's executive assistant in his law firm and was studying to become a lawyer too. Despite the fact that Cole was her boss, Kayla was so close to Cole that he treated her like the little sister he never had. All of Cole's friends had also gotten very close with Kayla to the extent that they sometimes referred to her as their Drill Sergeant due to her bossy nature.

Kayla had been orphaned as a child and had ended up in a foster home. She had to grow up looking out for herself hence, her tough nature. Though all the guys were six feet or more in height and very well-to-do, Kayla bossed them around whenever she felt like it. They adored her.

To Dean, Kayla was damn sexy. With her dirty blond hair cut into a short, sassy Halle Berry hairstyle, a curvy body that any model would die for and the most intense green eyes, she was simply elegant and striking. But then, Cole Adams, the notorious ladies' man...at least until he fell in love with the beautiful Briana...wouldn't have agreed to Kayla being his assistant, if she hadn't been hot.

Out of the squad, as they often called themselves, namely Dean, Cole, Damon, Matt, Chris, Kyle, Michael, Tyron and now Tristan, Dean got on Kayla's nerves the most. He teased her all the time and Kayla also used any opportunity she could get to either put Dean in his place or tease him back. The gang usually enjoyed Dean and Kayla's antics and war with words so much so that Manavgat escort they actually awarded points sometimes. So Dean was thrilled he had gotten to catch the sassy Kayla in such a state. He couldn't wait to tell the guys. Maybe he should have taken pictures. That would have been the ultimate check-mate. Dean smiled to himself.

Dean had always been mischievous. But then it was only to be expected as he was the last of seven children...all boys. Teasing and playing pranks on each other was the culture in the Broody home. His dad was the wealthy and famous Michael Broody, an architect. Unfortunately for Michael Broody, out of all his sons, only Dean had become an architect like him. Lucy Broody, Dean's lovely, sweet mother, was a medical doctor and had made it a point to push all her children into her field. All his brothers had gone into medicine just to make her happy. Out of the six, four were doctors and two were pharmacists.

The Broody family was a close-knit one. They were involved in each other's lives, were aware of small and large events in each other's lives and were very supportive of each other in times of trouble. Like any siblings, Dean and his brothers fought and disagreed about everything but they loved and cared about each other a lot.

Michael Broody had retired, leaving his empire into the able hands of Dean. One could say Dean Broody had to start making very important decisions at an early age as he had been running the empire for the past seven years. Though the whole family was proud of what he had been able to accomplish within that number of years, he was still seen and treated as the baby of the family. The fact that he was six feet one and towered over most of his brothers didn't make any difference. They were so annoying sometimes but Dean wouldn't have them any other way. He loved his parents and brothers to bits.

"Hey Dean, wanna participate in the drinking contest?" Tyron voice boomed from across the room immediately Dean got there.

"Bring it on boyz." Dean answered, never one to back down from a challenge.

And just like that, all thoughts of Kayla disappeared from his mind as he threw himself into having fun.

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Dean left the party around three a.m. for his chalet. When he got to the bedroom, he quickly stripped naked and slid into bed.

"What the fuck?" Dean exclaimed when he felt a soft body in bed beside him.

He reached up and flicked on the switch, flooding the room with light. The sight that met him got him instantly hard. Shit! He had totally forgotten about Kayla. And how the fuck was she in just her panties? She must have woken up at a point to shed off her clothes because Dean knew for sure he hadn't touched her clothes when he tucked her in earlier. And those boobs...Hot Damn!

"Fuck me!" Dean whispered, staring at Kayla's left breast. She had a gold nipple ring in her left nipple.

Dean groaned. He knew he had to quickly get Kayla back to her chalet to avoid any...incident. Cole and the others would have his balls if he dared do anything with Kayla. With the combination of all that alcohol in his system, and the almost naked curvy, sexy, beauty in his bed, Dean knew he had to act fast before he lost control.

"Shit, Kayla wake up." Dean said looking around the room, trying to find where Kayla's dress and bra where. He saw them heaped in a corner of the huge bed they were lying in.

"Dean..." Kayla breathed, snuggling into Dean before he could move.

"Oh fuck." Dean muttered trying to move back his arse so that Kayla's body wouldn't rub against his hard-on. "Kay..." Dean's voice sounded almost pained.

But Kayla was oblivious to the turmoil Dean was in. She moulded herself to his warmth, loving the feel of his chest hair against her nipples. She moaned and rubbed against Manavgat escort bayan Dean harder. Why was he stalling? In all the dreams she had of Dean, he was the aggressor. Why wasn't he aggressive now? And why did this dream feel so real? Kayla wondered.

"Kiss me Dean." Kayla whispered.

"Ow come on Kay, snap out of..." Dean trailed off when Kayla captured his lips in a hot open-mouthed kiss.

Dean tried to tear his mouth away from the kiss but Kayla's arms twinned around his neck and her fingers slid into his dark hair, holding him in place. She had the softest, sweetest lips and her kiss made him weak, made his cock throb. When she started sucking erotically on Dean's lower lip, Dean knew he was lost. With a groan he took over the kiss. And boy, what a mind-blowingly orgasmic kiss it was.

When Dean's tongue found its way into Kayla's mouth, a lusty moan tore out of her throat. Dean took it slow, moving his tongue around Kayla's mouth, exploring the depths of it. Kayla's hands gripped his hair, holding him to her as his mouth plundered hers, hard and hungry. When Dean came up for air, he trailed kisses along her jawbone and nibbled her earlobe, his breath a harsh rasp against her ear. Kayla thought she would go up in flames as heat infused her, melting her to the core as Dean worked on her. Her body shuddered with need as he kissed his way down till he got to an engorged nipple. Then he closed his hot wet mouth around it and sucked, his fingers finding and tugging gently on the ring in her other nipple.

"Oh God, Dean." Kayla cried out holding Dean's head to her nipple, loving the erotic pull on both taut nipples. She felt the pull right down between her legs and got drenched within seconds. Her pussy throbbed as her juices soaked her panties.

He sucked, nibbled, kissed and drew down harder on her nipple, torturing her slowly. Kayla panted shallowly as he pulled on it hungrily, feeling her nipple swell further and further. When he switched and took the pierced nipple between his teeth, Kayla almost passed out from sensory overload. Dean went to town on that nipple, licking and sucking and pulling on the ring with his teeth, whilst squeezing and pulling on the other with his fingers. Dean's hot, wet mouth and fingers sent sparks up and down Kayla's spine and a yawning heat bloomed between her legs drawing exquisite contractions inside her very core. She cried out and arched against him craving more of the exquisite ache. She had never loved her pierced nipple more than she did at that very moment.

"You have such beautiful breasts Kay." Dean murmured against her sensitized flesh, flicking his tongue back and forth across the ring embedded in her nipple, causing Kayla to whimper with need. "And I love your nipple ring."

Pleasurable tremors whipped through Kayla with every pull of his mouth on her ring. She rubbed her drenched pantie-covered pussy against Dean. He was driving her so wild she wanted to scream.

"Oh God." Kayla moaned brokenly.

"It's just me baby." Dean husked, moving lower and trailing kisses down her body, his tongue torturing her.

Kayla whimpered as her body trembled with the intense sensations coursing through her. She writhed beneath him when he circled her navel with his tongue, giving it slow, moist strokes. When Dean got to her panties, he pulled it off and dropped a kiss on top of her shaved pussy. His hands moved to her inner thighs to spread her wide as he moved lower until he was looking directly at her wet cleft. She was wet, soft and delicate. Dean simply admired her hairless slit with greedy eyes, glad that the light was still on. He thought she had the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen.

"Wow...this is...you're beautiful." He smiled up at her. "I'm going to eat the shit out of this perfect pussy." Escort manavgat He husked sexily, his words getting Kayla even more drenched.

Dean gripped her thighs, holding them apart for his wicked tongue. Then with a growl, he brought out his tongue to stroke over her soft tender lips, giving her heated flesh long and firm upward strokes, torturing her as he began softly wandering through her folds with that incredible tongue.

"Dean." Kayla cried out as her hips bucked involuntarily, arching up to meet his mouth eagerly.

She struggled for breath as she reached down with both hands to cup Dean's head, twisting her fingers into his beautiful black hair to hold him in place. Dean's mouth latched onto her clit and he gently sucked on it, swirling his tongue around that pleasure button whilst he moaned low in his throat. Kayla couldn't believe how good it felt. She opened to him like a flower, her body arching to his touch, her gasps turning to moans of delight. Dean's eyes glinted naughtily up at her as his tongue kept rolling against her clit, driving her closer and closer to a fiery climax. Kayla locked her eyes on Dean's face and watched him pleasure her. Dean would move down to probe her opening with that slick tongue, then move up to twirl her clit with his tongue. Her breath was coming in little moans. She couldn't help it. She was so close and needed to come.

"Dean, please..." She sobbed.

At her plea, Dean's lips closed over her clit and sucked hard. Kayla didn't stand a chance...she shattered. She screamed and bucked up as an explosive orgasm tore through her hard and fast. Dean gripped her hips and kept sucking on her clit throughout her orgasm. He continued swirling his tongue over her hypersensitive button, almost torturing her as her orgasm went on and on, his hands stroking her hips as he ate her out. She thrust against him with each crashing wave of her orgasm even as she whimpered brokenly. She was one raw nerve.

One minute she was pleading for mercy, "No more please..." she whimpered, feeling too sensitive.

Then in the next breath she was screaming at him not to stop, crying out in sheer ecstasy as his tongue fluttered over that sensitive bud, bringing searing pleasure. "Oh my God, don't stop."

Kayla lost track of how many times she climaxed after they began rolling into each other. Dean kept at it till she was a quivering mess, her voice hoarse from all the screaming, her body, pliant and boneless. He finally took pity on her and stopped the erotic assault on her clit. After lapping up her juices, Dean moving up to cover her body with his, watching as Kayla tried to bring her erratic breathing under control. When she eventually calmed down, Kayla opened her eyes and stared up into beautiful dark blue eyes filled with so much hunger and lust and...was that a smug look on Dean's face? She was too sated to bother questioning him.

"You taste so good." Dean murmured, his voice hoarse and heavy with arousal as he stared into Kayla's orgasm-glazed green eyes.

Kayla trembled as she continued to stare up at Dean. He was moving the full head of his thick cock through her slickness, up and down through her swollen folds, then he started rubbing slow circles around her clit, drawing a gasp from her. Her hips bucked uncontrollably as indescribable sensations swept through her body.

"I'm not dreaming am I?" Kayla whispered, still looking into dark blue eyes, whose thick long dark lashes made Dean look so young and hot.

Dean froze. Did Kayla think she had been dreaming all this while?

"Kay..." Dean dropped his head, burying his face in Kayla's neck with a frustrated groan even as he continued rubbing against her folds. "No. This is real Kay. You're drunker than I thought."

Dean squeezed his eyes tightly shut and he fought to retain control of his body because at that very moment, his control was pretty much hanging by a thread. Goddamn, how he wanted to fuck her. Long and slow and deep. He needed to control himself until he was sure Kayla was fully aware of what was going on and ready for it.

Fuck!