Betrayal: Abby's Guilt (The Betrayal Series) Read Online Free PDF Page B

from Abby’s side of the bed. Kyle’s first thought was that Abby was sick and in pain. He sat up on the bed and reached over Abby to turn on the lamp on her side of the bed. Kyle was mesmerized by what he saw when the faint white light illuminated Abby’s face and petite body. He found Abby lying on her back with one arm draped over the pillow and the other resting gently over her stomach. Her shapely legs were apart and slightly bent at the knees. She was thrusting her hips up in the air as a chorus of moans and whimpers escaped from her slightly parted lips. She kept turning her head from one side to the other, but her eyes were closed. Kyle’s lips curled into a lustful grin when he realized she was asleep.
    Feral desire scorched through Kyle’s veins as he watched Abby’s small breasts rise and fall with every thrust and her hard nipples poke through her thin pajama tank top. Kyle’s gaze dropped to the space between Abby’s thighs, and his breath caught when he saw her pajama shorts were visibly damped from her arousal. Kyle ran his tongue over his lower lip and wondered what she was dreaming about. He had never seen Abby that aroused and had never wanted her more. Even though he was still mad at her for going along with Brianna’s shenanigans at Ryan’s party a few days earlier, he was burning with desire for her that night.
    Kyle could not believe how hard he was getting from the sight of his girlfriend lost in a very naughty and very wet dream. He wanted Abby, and he was going to have her, asleep or not. For a second, Kyle thought about waking Abby up but quickly decided against it. He didn’t want to interrupt what seemed like a very steamy, very enjoyable dream. Besides, making love to Abby while she slept was something Kyle had occasionally fantasized about but never had the guts to try. Seeing Abby’s body writhing with uncontrollable lust gave Kyle the courage he needed. So he went for it.
    Very quietly, Kyle knelt over her, curled his index fingers inside the waistband of her pajama shorts and panties, and carefully pulled both the shorts and the panties off her. Abby continued to moan and writhe but did not wake up. After tossing the shorts and the underwear on the floor, Kyle lowered his face between Abby’s thighs. He inhaled sharply, reveling in the sweet scent emanating from Abby’s sex, before burying his face in her very wet pussy. He twirled his tongue between her folds while his hungry lips sucked and savored the juices of her arousal. When Kyle’s lips found her swollen clit, Abby began to writhe faster against Kyle’s face but still wouldn’t wake up. Abby’s moans, and her increasingly frantic thrusts against his face, drove Kyle wilder with desire. He continued to tease her engorged nub, closing his lips around it and alternating between tugging it and drawing circles around it with his tongue.
    Up to this point, Kyle had been successful at controlling his urges so as to not wake Abby up. But the louder Abby moaned, the more turned on Kyle got. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He curled his arms around Abby’s thighs, dragging her towards him and burying his face deeper in her sex. He then began to devour her with unrestrained, savage hunger, no longer caring whether she woke up or not. That’s when Abby’s frantic moans and whimpers came to an end.
    “Oh my God, Kyle! What the hell are you doing?” Abby shrieked, grabbing the top of Kyle’s head and trying to push him off her.
    Kyle slid his tongue out of Abby’s folds and crawled over her until his face was hovering over hers. “You tell me,” Kyle purred, giving a still panting Abby a wicked grin. His lips and chin were glistening from her arousal. “You woke me up you were moaning so loudly. That must have been one dirty, naughty dream you were having, baby. You were going crazy.”
    Abby stared blankly at her boyfriend, still trying to process what had just happened. Finding Kyle pleasing her while she slept was very