by Ava May
“I brought breakfast burritos, bagels and coffee… and why are you wearing your pajama shirt like that?” Riley asked as she looked at her best friend.
“Apparently I tried to rape my knight in shining armor last night so he had to do this to make sure I didn’t have my way with him,” Maya said trying hard to hide her embarrassment. “All because of the tequila you forced on me last night by the way.”
“Oh sweetie,” Riley said frowning. “It’s not my fault that you are a light weight and you did need some liquid courage to…you know.”
“Actually, Riley. I don’t. Just get me out of this damn shirt,” Maya said.
Riley walked up to where Maya was and began undoing the buttons of her pajama shirt.
“So, it is obvious that Kyle likes you,” Riley started as Maya walked to her closet and grabbed a t-shirt. “I mean, he brought you home and obviously he cares about you. I mean, he stayed the night and never did a thing to you.”
“I brought a stranger into my house. That was silly,” Maya pointed out a she put on a bathrobe over her t-shirt.
“Actually, he was…is no stranger. I told you that he has been at the bar a number of times and he is always checking you out,” Riley said smiling.
“And the reason you never mentioned him was…what, exactly?” Maya asked.
“Well, I did but you have always been very adamant that you were not ready for any kind of relationship. Casual or otherwise.”
“Wait, so all those times you were trying to hook me up with someone it was Kyle?” Maya asked as she looked at Riley and she nodded. “Wow. Have I been that shallow?”
“I wouldn’t blame you for not wanting to move on. I mean, that last one was a disaster,” Riley said. “In not so many words…but remember, I went through the same thing before I met Drew?”
Maya nodded. If ever there were two people who made her believe that she still had a shot at a good, happy relationship, it was Riley and her new husband Andrew. The two had been dating for years before they finally decided to make it official and even through all the issues they’d had, everything had still worked out for the better. They might have had their weird fights but they always worked everything out.
“Just how much did I have to drink last night anyway?” Maya asked as they walked into the kitchen where Riley had placed the breakfast on the counter.
“Well, maybe an entire bottle of wine and half a bottle of tequila,” Riley said in a guilty voice.
“Half a bottle of tequila?” Maya asked as she put her phone on the counter. She picked up a burrito and then looked up at Riley, frowning. “You told me we were only going to do a few shots….half a bottle?” She shook her head. “No wonder I don’t remember anything about last night.” She took a bite of her burrito and Riley reached for a bagel. She was saying something but Maya was not really paying attention. All she could think about was the previous night. Why would Kyle, a man who barely knew her decide to just stay as long as he did just to make sure she was okay? Could it have been maybe that this was the universe’s way of telling her that she’d found her match or something of the sort? Her heart was racing as she took another bite of her burrito.
“Bring any coffee?” Maya asked, still a little out of it.
“I got some started as soon as I walked in.” Riley turned around and grabbed two cups before she poured them both coffee. “I’m surprised you didn’t smell it as soon as you walked in. You usually have such a great nose for these things.”
Maya shrugged and looked at Riley.
“Half a bottle of tequila can do that to you,” she said and Riley rolled her eyes.
“Oh my God, you are worse than Drew. I said I am sorry and I really do mean it,” she said before she faked a pout. “But I was being the friend that you were to me that day I thought Drew was cheating on me with that brunette.”
“You were tripping then. You needed to get drunk,” Maya said as she looked at her. “Drew would never even look at another woman…I mean look at you. You are perfect in every sense of the word.”
Riley smiled and took a sip of her coffee just as Maya’s phone vibrated against the counter.
“Oh my God….just what the hell happened last night?” Maya wondered as she looked at her phone.
After talking to you last night and having to leave you in a rush this morning, I can’t help but think that I owe you dinner.
That had been the text that had just come in from Kyle.
“What? What’s wrong?” Riley asked.
“According to this text that just came in from Kyle, he loved talking to me,” Maya said. “He wants to have dinner with me.”
“Say yes!” Riley squealed excitedly.
“I don’t remember talking to him. About anything,” Maya said. “All I remember is him taking that guy out before he took my keys and drove me home. The next thing I know was waking up in a strait jacket.”
Riley barely had enough time to reply before another text came in.
I was thinking tonight. I really do hope that works with you because I am dying to see you.
“What did he say?” Riley asked.
“He wants to have dinner tonight,” Maya said in a soft voice.
“Then. Say. Yes.” Riley shrugged as she took another bite of her bagel. “I really don’t see what the big deal is though.”
“The big deal is that I have no idea what I said last night and apparently, those words made someone want to see me again.”
Riley shrugged again.
“So?” she asked and Maya shook her head.
“So? I am screwed in like seven different ways.”
“Sweetie, someone saw you at your absolute worst and for some reason he still wants to see you again.” She held her coffee cup in her hands and sighed loudly. “He sounds like a keeper.”
Maya took a sip of her coffee just as her phone vibrated again.
The only thing keeping me sane in this meeting right now is hoping you will say yes. If it helps, I am a whizz in the kitchen.
Maya looked up and her best friend had her hands clasped together looking at her doe eyed. She took a long deep breath and began typing, letting her heart instead of her head guide her hands.
Dinner sounds great.
That was it. She could not turn back and undo anything now. She had committed herself to having dinner with a man she had known for all of five minutes.
Chapter 3
Dressing for her body was something Maya was still struggling with. Through the years, she’d had to deal with the way people looked at her as a heavy woman. Until recently, it had been a struggle to get anything to wear. Things got better when designers began making plus size wear but even then, she was still trying hard to feel comfortable in what she wore. For that evening, she had chosen a blue floral wrap around dress. She loved how good it looked on her, showing off all her curves and contours, and her perfect cleavage too. She had on a pair of black suede peep toe heels. When she finally got to his place, her heart was racing. It was not just the fact that she was nervous but also how big his place was. At the back of her mind, she could not help but wonder how many people were once there…was she doing the right thing being there? Was she moving too fast? Was Kyle the right man to take this step with?
Her mind was working harder and faster than usual. She tried taking slow long deep breaths as she pressed the doorbell. It only took a few minutes before Kyle opened the door.
“Hey you,” he said in a soft voice. His eyes ran down her body and she blushed.
“Hey yourself.” He was looking a little too formal for the date but she was not complaining. She looked at his fitting pants and ash grey shirt that blended perfectly with his green eyes and full brown hair. He slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to give her a quick hug.
“You look amazing,” he whispered into her hair and she smiled.
“Thank you,” she said as he pulled away. “I brought wine. I was not sure if you are more of a red or white p
erson so I just went with red. You never really go wrong with a Merlot.”
“Yeah, it’s apparently a thirty dollar bottle that is made like a hundred dollar one,” he pointed out and she nodded.
“I’ve only had it once before and I thought you might like it,” she said and he smiled back at her.
“It will go perfect with the rib-eye steak I have prepared for us,” he said as he ushered her into the house. As soon as they walked in, her eyes could not help but wander at the brown monochromatic indoors.
“You have a great place here,” she said in a soft voice.
“Thanks.”
“And big too…huge actually.” They were now walking into the kitchen where she could smell the obviously well marinated steak.
“Four bedrooms,” he said as he uncorked the bottle and poured two glasses of wine. He forced out a laugh. “And to think that at some point I actually thought the space wouldn’t be enough.”
“Why? Did you have like six kids or something?” she asked and he shook his head.
“Not six but the wife always wanted more kids,” he started.
“Wait, wife?” Maya asked and he nodded. “You’re married?”
He looked at her and frowned as he handed her one of the glasses.
“Divorced. Remember, I told you about this?” he asked and she shook her head. “Wow, but you seemed so coherent as we talked and…”
“My friend Riley says that I am a very sober drunk. Whatever the hell that means,” Maya said, her cheeks flushing as she realized what was happening. She had actually heard that side of the story before and she didn’t remember a thing.
“Damn it, Riley,” she thought as she took a sip of her wine.
“Guess you took a shot too many, right?” Kyle asked and she nodded.
“I think the wine was to blame. I mean, I practically drank the whole bottle.”
He smiled and shrugged.
“I know a couple of other people with the same characteristics. I can’t say that this is new.” He took a long sip of his wine.
“So, would it be too much to ask if you told me about your family?” she asked and he shook his head.
“You remember my name, right? Kyle McCauley?” he asked and she rolled her eyes.
“I was not that out of it,” she said in a cynical tone.
“Just kidding.” He took another long sip of his wine before he took a long deep breath. “When I was still a private in the military, I was married to a woman I thought I would grow old with, her name was Leila. But after doing a few tours I noticed something was a little off with her. The way she was talking to me, the way she answered my calls…everything was just too strange.” He took another sip.
“What changed? What happened?” she asked as she leaned against the kitchen counter.
“One day I was on a Skype call with my daughter Ellie and she told me that her mother was out with Uncle Saul.”
Maya could tell that this was a sore spot for him. He suddenly went silent and then sighed after a long minute. She wanted to ask who Saul was but she knew that he would tell her soon enough.
“Saul was my…is my cousin. More like a brother really. He used to take care of my family when I was away. I should have known that he took care of more than just the obvious,” he said and she bit her lower lip. She wasn’t sure what to say. She didn’t want to say the wrong thing but at the same time, the atmosphere was a little too tense for her taste. The silence was killing her.
“I’m sorry,” she said but he shrugged.
“I’m better without her,” he said. “I mean, I miss my kids but I guess there isn’t much I can do about it.”
“Kids,” she echoed and he nodded. He walked her to the living room and picked up one of the photos on a table. “Ellie’s seven now and her brother Edgar, we call him Eddie…he is five. They were five and three when we divorced.”
“And are they…your ex-wife and Saul….” Maya started before he shook his head.
“You want to know if they are still together,” he said and she nodded. “They’re not. She got someone else.”
“I’m sorry,” she said again and he smiled.
“Don’t be. I get to have my kids three days a week and I finally got the courage to ask out this girl I have been seeing at my favorite bar.”
A smile played on her smile.
“And who might that be?” she asked.
“A beautiful curvy curly haired brown skinned girl.” He gently placed her glass on the counter and then took hers from her hand.
“Should I be jealous?” she asked as he slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. She whimpered lightly, surprised at how direct he was. “Are you always so…forward?”
He shrugged.
“If there is one thing Uncle Sam has taught me, it is to always trust your gut instinct and right now my gut instinct is to kiss you,” he said. “If you’ll let me,” he added quickly and for a moment, she was completely numb.
Maya could feel her heart racing as she looked at Kyle. This was supposed to be a dinner date but somewhere in her heart she knew that they were not going to have any food. At least not until he had her first. The vibes he was giving off were obviously It was not like she was a mind reader or anything but she could feel the sexual tension between them growing just by standing there, looking into his green eyes.
“Maybe that was the best lesson you got from Uncle Sam,” she said in a soft voice and he nodded.
“Tell me about it,” he said before he lowered his head meeting her lips in a long sensual kiss.
Kyle’s kiss was soft but deep. In the first few seconds he had been crushing his lips against hers, he had started to slowly plunge his tongue into her mouth. It might as well have been the best kiss in Maya’s life. She exhaled into his mouth before she finally pulled away from her.
“Wow,” she said in a whisper.
“I don’t want to stop,” he whispered and she shrugged.
“I don’t want you to.”
“Good. Because I dint think I can,” he pushed her against the counter and kissed her again.
“What about dinner?” she asked and he shrugged.
“I don’t know about you but I like having my dessert before dinner,” he lifted her and gently placed her on the counter. She was breathing slowly as he ever so gently placed his hands on her voluptuous thighs. She gasped silently when he began to slowly run his hands up her thigh, slowly hiking her dress upwards as he did. She brought a hand up and held his neck as he undid the side button that held her dress up. She bit her lower lip again when he slowly pulled the two sides of her dress apart, exposing her to himself. He took a long deep breath and leaned forward, his had firmly around her neck. He kissed her neck softly and gently, running his tongue down her neck to her collar bone. His other hand was holding her back against his torso. She closed her eyes and rolled her head to the side as he kissed, licked and sucked on her neck. Maya was not sure whether it was the fact that she had been on a long dry spell or that Kyle was that good but he was taking her to places she had never been yet his arms were still above the waist.
They could both smell the steak slowly graduating from medium rare to well done…maybe to even burnt. But at that moment, nothing mattered. Absolutely nothing else mattered. Before she knew what was going on, he had her bra clasp undone and her breasts were hanging loosely on her chest. He was about to lower his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth but she pushed him off.
“Turn it off,” she said as she gestured at the oven. She had tried to ignore it for as long as she possibly could but she just couldn’t. Kyle turned around and quickly turned off the oven before he turned back around and buried his head in her bosom. He filled his mouth with her breast and she moaned softly when he circled his tongue around her now hard nipple. Her other breast was getting equal attention from his flicking fingertips.
“Oh my…” she suddenly gasped when he picked her up from the counter and walked her over to
the living room. She looked up at him as he gently placed her down on the couch. As soon as he placed her down on the couch he went straight for her panties and pulled them down. She threw her head back as he slowly kissed her inside thigh getting closer and closer to her core. She balanced herself on her elbows and looked down at him as he ate her out. She was moaning out loud as he plunged his tongue deep into her depths. He had his hands under her thighs, holding her legs up. With every stroke of his tongue, he was getting her closer and closer to her climax. And he knew this a little too well because he was intensifying his strokes on her highly sensitized pussy. He pulled away and looked down at her. She was breathing really hard and fast, her chest rising and falling with every breath she took.
“I want you,” she whispered. “I want all of you.”
He pulled away and looked down at her as he slowly undid his shirt buttons one by one. As far as Maya was concerned, he was going a little too slow, almost like he was teasing her. She looked at him and gasped silently as he pushed his pants off revealing his throbbing cock. He was packing…a great package too. He knelt in between her legs and lowered himself down to kiss her as his cock found its way to her wet entrance. She held a lock of his hair as he began working himself into her. She was breathing into his mouth as he began working himself in and out of her, slowly at first and then faster and harder as he went on. She brought a leg up and wrapped it around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her and in doing so, ensuring that his thrusts gained momentum.
Kyle pulled away from her mouth and began kissing her neck as he moved in and out of her. He might have been moving hard and fast but every stroke was perfectly smooth, filling her up and stretching her out. She brought her other leg up as she felt her pussy get intensely tight before she cried out in the wake of her climax. Her walls were quaking and he was moaning as her orgasm prompted his.
“Oh fuck…Kyle!” she cried out as he gave her one final powerful thrust. Kyle kissed her as he pulled his still rigid cock out of her. “This might just be the best dinner date I ever had,” she said in a soft voice when he pulled away.
“Speaking of which, maybe it’s about time I fed you,” he said. “Because I am not done with you yet,” he added as he tucked her curls behind her left ear. She nodded.