Nola
I am waiting patiently for Kylan to get here, sitting on the bottom of his bed. I didn’t expect him to come straight home after I sent the photos, but I am glad he did because I have been craving him all damn day. I can’t believe I did what I did, but it made me feel good when he reacted how he did. I had the underwear set on that was under his shirt in the picture.
I hear the front door open, “Kitten, I hope you are ready for me.” Kylan calls out, and excitement stirs through me at the sound of his voice, “You will have to come to find out.” I call back.
He appears at the bedroom door, only moments later, “Are you proud of yourself, sweetness? I have had this hard on since those photos.” He groans, pointing to his evident excitement.
I tilt my head to the side, “What did I do?
