He grabs up the guitar and grabs my hand, leading us toward the couch. “If that is what you want, Caroline, then I don’t mind at all. Just remember, I’m no rock star or anything.” I sit on the couch, turning sideways to face where he is sitting, and cross my legs up under me. I can feel the face splitting grin I am currently wearing. Kyle sits there in thought for a moment before he starts to run his fingers across the chords.
First it is just the guitar, and then he starts to lightly sing the words as well. It is Mumford & Sons I Will Wait. No star my ass. Kyle sounds wonderful, and sitting here watching him sing and play for me, I know in this moment there will be no waiting. I want him, and I want him now!
Kyle is mid chorus when I reach over, taking the guitar from his hands and gently lay it down beside him. He looks up at me, and I climb up onto his lap, straddling him, and grab his face into my hands. I firmly press my lips to his, and make sure with this kiss I let him know that I am more than ready to have him all over and inside of me. I have my hands buried deep in his hair, and grind my sex into his growing erection I feel underneath me.
I am already soaked with arousal, and Kyle rises from the couch with me still wrapped around him and walks toward the stairs. I go to lower my feet to the ground to help us make our way to his room, when he just hikes my legs back up and pushes me into the wall at the bottom of the steps. I hear the rumble rising in his chest as he pulls his mouth away from me.
“Don’t you dare unwrap yourself from me, Caroline. I got you.”
He then takes hold of my mouth again, and starts to walk up the stairs like I weigh nothing. By the time we reach his bed and he lays us both down, I feel like I can barely breathe from the intensity of all of my senses on overload. The buildup for this moment has been way too long in the making. I want him inside me, pounding me and making me scream out in pleasure when my orgasm hits.
Kyle’s breathing is very heavy as well. He is staring into my eyes as he hovers over me with his erection pressing against my wanting. Even through the fabric of our clothes, ever little movement he makes against me makes me cry out a small whimper of need. He reaches back behind his shoulder blades pulling his shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor.
He reaches out to me, and I lift slightly so he has easier access at removing my top. His fingers brush against my stomach and ribs as he is pulling it up, and I can’t help but shiver. He then releases the clasp on my bra and drops them both to the floor, staring once again taking in the sight of me.
“So fucking desirable Caroline. All the responses your body gives to me. I can feel the heat rolling off you, yet you shiver. The whimpers you let out, and tightness of your grip on me. The way you can’t keep still underneath me.” As he is saying this he his undoing my jeans, and I raise my hips so he can pull them down. They join the growing pile on the floor.
He reaches down and cups my sex through my panties and a loud rumble escapes from his chest, and I gasp at the contact. “The way you are so wet and ready. I can’t stop. I have to take you now, Caroline.”
I am already undoing his jeans as he says this and his hands reach down, taking over. He pulls down his jeans and boxers in one fast motion, then kicks them onto the floor. “Oh you better not stop; I need you in me now, Kyle. I feel an extreme ache of heat, and you need to relinquish it.”
I reach out and wrap my hand around the root of his shaft and glide it up to his tip and back down. Kyle’s head falls back as his jaw clenches together tightly and a gargling “fuck” leaves his mouth. His arm reaches past me, opening the drawer beside his bed. Then I hear the ripping of foil. Prepared indeed, and this is good because my purse is on the other side of his room and I don’t want to release him right now.
I reach out with my other hand and take the condom from him so I can roll it down his length. Kyle grabs my panties and yanks them down my legs, and I kick them off my feet. At the same time, he takes his thumb, pressing it against my clit and inserting two fingers in me. My waist bucks up on the bed with the intrusion, and it feels so good. I lean up and start kissing and sucking down his neck and collar bone as his thumb starts to rub in small circles.
“You are so, so wet and ready, Caroline. God you are going to make this happen so fast. I won’t let you off that easy, though. There will be more; a lot more.” I nip at his shoulder, and he removes his fingers from inside me. He pulls his hips back, releasing my grip, and swiftly replaces the emptiness in me with his length. We both gasp, and then begin a fast, hard rhythm together.
I can feel the tingling sensation running through me already with my orgasm building up. Kyle leans his head down and takes my nipple hard into his mouth as he once again places his thumb on my clit, circling. “Oh shit Kyle, I am going to—oh damn…….” I hear the rumble come through his chest, and he releases my nipple, only to switch to the other one. I fall apart; my sex tightening and body bucking underneath him as I yell out his name.
Kyle gives a few more hard thrusts, and throws his head back as his release hits him. “Fuck Caroline, you feel so good.” I can feel the shudders still running through his body, and then he places his forehead down to mine. I look up at him smiling and biting at the side of my lip. He smiles back at me, and pulls on my lip to release it with the fingers he just had inside me. I reach out with my tongue and lick them, and then suck the tips into my mouth. “Ah hell, you are going to kill me, aren’t you Caroline?”
“Are you complaining?”
“I am not complaining at all.”
I let out a small giggle, and lightly graze my finger nails down his back. He rolls off me to his side and pulls me over with him. He discards the condom, and we are both lying on our sides. Our legs entangled together and face to face. He is rubbing circles on my back as I run my nails up and down his arms, shoulders, and chest. We just lay like this for a moment watching each other.
“You undo me, Caroline. I hope you are not too tired, though, because I plan on doing a lot more exploring very soon.” I bite at my lip again, and he gives me a stern look. I release it quickly and smile.
“There was no taking it slow that time, Kyle. I surely am not tired; I seem to feel very good and wide awake at the moment actually.”
“I would say I feel enthralled with you right now, Caroline. At this moment sleep is not an option at all.”
Kyle takes his fingers and starts lightly tracing over my tattoo. A shiver runs through me as he gets to the moon at my ribs. “This tattoo is very sexy. Did it hurt badly? I seem to recall a conversation about you being dragged in because of a fear of needles.”
“Raleigh and I tend to exaggerate things at times when we are talking about each other. Yes I was nervous, and it hurt, but it kind of seemed to go numb after a while. I really liked what the guy drew up for me, and the way he used my skin tone and shading effect to make the look.”
Kyle leans down, kissing me softly, and then rolls me back onto my back again. “I love the look of it, and I really love the package it comes on.” With that, he starts kissing and tracing over my tat with his lips and tongue. His hand grabs a hold of my breast and his fingertips start tugging and circling around my nipple. I can feel his erection fully back in swing against my inner thigh and I can’t help but let out a moan.
His mouth continues its exploration, further and further down. When his warm tongue presses hard against my clit and flicks back and forth, loud words and sounds leave me in a blur. My fingers tangle tightly into his hair, and my hips start moving with the rhythm of his mouth. I look down at him and can see he is watching me through his lashes with a mischievous grin on his face.
I use the grip I have on his hair and pull, letting him know I want him to come back up to me. As soon as his mouth reaches the side of neck, I wrap my fingers around his silky length and begin my rhythm. He picks right up and starts thrusting his hips into my hand. He reaches over, grabbing another condom, and as soon as it is on I push him over onto his back and straddle over him. Kyle grabs hold of my hip
s and stops me right where his tip is at the entrance my core.
His eyes look wild and suddenly dark. Both of us our breathing very heavy, and his voice comes out a lot deeper. “Do you want control, Caroline? If so this is all you; take the lead from here.” I grab hold of his wrist and place both his hands on my breast as I slide down onto him and roll my hips. We both let out ragged curses and praises as I continue to ride him.
Kyle sits up and takes my mouth with his again and places his fingers between us, circling my over sensitive spot. I feel the tingle building in my head, and then the tightening of my release around him. I am gasping in his mouth, and then his lips leave mine as he grabs hold of my hips, bringing me up and down. His eyes squeeze shut, and he growls out my name as he finds his release as well.
Kyle and I are back in his kitchen, both feeling a bit of refueling is in order. I am sitting at the island again while he digs through the fridge. I’m wearing one of his shirts he gave me to put on, and I love how it smells like him. He threw on a pair of low hanging sweats, and is commando underneath. I watch his shoulder and back muscles as he is bent in the fridge moving things around. He looks so damn hot. I think of where we just were, and I can’t help but bite at my lip and let out a little moan.
Kyle turns back at me, with one eyebrow arched up and the sexiest smirk on his face. “Like what you see, Caroline?”
“Oh I like it very much; thank you.”
“Huh, give me just a while longer and I will be happy to show you more then. What would you like to drink?” I stand from the stool and walk over to him, wrapping my arm around the back of his neck. He takes his arm, wrapping it behind me and pulls me in close to him.
The cold air coming from the fridge feels good on my still over heated body. He leans down taking my lips with his, and our mouths part open, tongues wrapping around one another. I pull back slightly with a smile on my lips. “Didn’t you say something about a drink? Do you have a beer?”
“You are just too damn desirable for anyone’s good. Beer it is then.”
We spend the next part of the evening on the couch, drinking a few beers. I talk Kyle into playing some more music for me. I have to literally sit on top of my hands, so I don’t reach out and grab him. He is really good, and my hormones are on serious overdrive listening to him.
The way his fingers move across the strings, and his hand slides up and down the fretboard; then add his singing to it. My body is tingling all over and I want him, but I also don’t want to stop him from my personal show. He watches me throughout his singing, and I can see the joy in his eyes.
We take a shower together later that night, and practice our wet tile skills. Once we climb into his bed, he pulls me in tightly against him and I drift off in his arms.
I wake the next morning to the smell of coffee and bacon. No one in their right mind can resist the smell of bacon. I make my way down stairs, and walk up behind Kyle at the stove. I wrap my hands around to his stomach and kiss the center of his back. He turns toward me, and leans in for the sweetest kiss ever. “Morning, Gorgeous; hope you slept ok. Huh, I think somehow you managed to wake up looking even sexier. I made some coffee if you want some.”
“I would love some coffee; thank you. As far as my looks, you know what they say. It is that just fucked hair and glow effect.” I hear his low rumble again, and his mouth parts open slightly. I just wink at him and walk over to the coffee pot. “Damn it, Caroline, you like being bad don’t you?”
“The question, Kyle, is, is it really bad, or is it actually good?”
“No doubt Caroline; it is fucking good. Hope you like bacon and eggs.”
Kyle and I spend the day talking, along with him playing another song, and us breaking in the couch. As I am getting ready for work, Kyle sits on the edge of his tub just watching me. “You know, my bed isn’t ever going to feel the same now without you in it, Caroline. It sucks that you have to go.”
I turn around to face him as I lean back on the sink. He has the cutest damn smile; it just reels you in. “Well, I don’t want to wear out my welcome too fast. I’m sure there will be more nights together to come. I know that tonight my dorm room will feel even lonelier than usual, after my night here with you.”
Kyle stands, walking over to me. He puts his hands on the counter on each side of me. He just stands there for a moment, hazel eyes watching me. “I am not sure what is going on here, Caroline. I think about you more than I have any girl in a long time. I’m not perfect; I can be a selfish asshole at times. I’ve had my share of one night stands as well. I just want you to know that isn’t what I want with you. I am at a point in life where I am ready for more.”
I look down slightly and lightly run my nails up and down his forearm. “Kyle, I don’t want this to be a one night stand with you either. I can’t say honestly, though, what I am wanting or looking for right now.” He reaches under my chin, pulling my eyes back up to his. “I just have so much going on with school, work, and now moving in with Tara soon. If it is ok with you, I just want to go day by day and see how this goes.”
He leans down and gently kisses my lips. He pulls away and smiles, as he lightly strokes his finger across my cheek. “I understand, Caroline. I just wanted to let you know where I stood. I’d rather you make your decision, because it is what you know you want, and not because it is what you think you have to do.”
He takes a step back, and looks me up and down. “So this is your work uniform, huh? I’m sure the menu isn’t the main thing the guys are looking at while you are standing at their table.” He gives me a wink and a slight laugh. I can tell he is trying to lighten up any tension from the semiserious moment we just had.
I stand up straighter and tilt my head to the side. “Well, it has been known to falsely give a couple guys an invitation to swat at my ass. I might have also noticed a couple over extended gazes at my name across my shirt as well. The tips are decent, though, and the other workers are pretty cool.”
Suddenly, Kyle’s body stiffens, and his eyes are squinted together. “I better not catch a guy smacking your ass. Whether we are together or not; if you don’t want it, then it better not be happening.”
“It has only happened a couple times with the ones that are overly cocky, or have had a few too many. The night shift employees never walk out to their cars alone. Nothing more serious has ever happened.”
I reach up on my toes to kiss Kyle, and try and ease the new type of tension that has seemed to arrive. He stares at me for a second more in thought, then slightly shakes his head. “Ok, but if you don’t mind when you work evenings I still would like those text or calls knowing you made it in safe.”
“It’s a deal; I promise. I have to get going, though. I promised Raleigh a quick visit, since I was in the area, and then straight to work.”
We walk into his bedroom, as I check around to make sure I have everything. Kyle walks up beside me and takes my bag as I head for the stairs. “I worked with Raleigh again Friday. I think she is going to be just fine. She will always have some soreness and some stiff moments at times, but she is definitely a fighter.” I can’t help the big smile that comes across my face. I will always worry about Raleigh, and to hear this coming from Kyle talking professionally it makes me feel really good.
“Thank you for that. She really means so much to me, and she most definitely is a fighter. Thank you for this weekend too. Everything about it was wonderful. You have a real talent, and I thank you for sharing it with me. The music was pretty good too.” Kyle bumps my shoulder slightly, and just shakes his head.
“You really are one of a kind, Caroline. I appreciate you sharing your talents too. This was the best couple of days I have had in a long time. I meant it when I said my bed just isn’t going to be the same. I am going to miss you.”
We have reached my car, and he has my door open with his arm wrapped around my back, holding me to him. “I really am going to miss you too, Kyle. I guess it is a good thing I have work and school to keep m
e busy until we get together again. It will help me from going stir crazy, waiting.”
Kyle leans down, taking over my mouth again. We really are putting on quite the show for all his neighbors. One of his hands is at the small of my back, and the other one is buried in my hair. I have both my hands entangled in his hair, and we are keeping our tongues and lips very busy. Kyle slides his hand down, giving my ass one more squeeze, and then pulls away. We’re both breathing heavy with big smiles on our faces.
“Be safe, Caroline. I will talk to you soon.”
“Talk to you soon Kyle, bye.”
I see him in my rearview mirror, watching me as I drive away.
MY VISIT WITH Raleigh went by way too fast. She made sure to get every detail I was willing to spill out of me, though. She hung on every word like she was watching a fairytale. I sure do hope Raleigh finds her Prince Charming one day; she deserves one.
She did seem very interested when I was telling her my whole story about running into Eric, and the way we both responded to each other. That seemed to be an even bigger deal to her then when I told her about Kyle being a musician. She knows how I am about music, and, even though, she let me know that his playing music to me will be like my own personal catnip, she said something very meaningful about my talking about Eric. “The way you look when you talk about him. I can’t say I have ever seen that look on you before.” Raleigh knows me better than anyone. So, her making that observation is a very big deal. Of course, this just makes my whole confusion over the matter even worse.
Work goes by fast too, and by the time I get back to my room, I am exhausted. As I am walking down the hall to my door, I notice a guy walking out of my room backward. His head is still leaning in the door and red painted nails are wrapped around the back of his neck. Guess I just missed another one of Piper’s performances—how sad. He pulls back and the door closes. As I get closer, he is still standing there hooking his belt back together. He looks up to walk away, and gives me a cocky smile.
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