by Ethan Egorov
I like being introduced to this part of life I have only heard of in passing. It makes me excited for everything else. But I want time alone with him, it has been a long two days.
“So, you’re a teacher. Isn’t that pretty stressful?” Beast asks me. I smile and shake my head.
“Not really. I teach homeschool kids, so I have it easier.”
“The dads don’t hit on you?” Beast laughs and I see Kit frown. It makes me giggle despite that being my constant worry.
“No, I guess I’ve gotten lucky in that regards.” I snicker.
After talking with them for a while, I have a beer to Kit’s surprise and learn a little about them too. Darius, as known as Beast, is single. It doesn’t surprise me much considering he looks like he could kill you in your sleep. I doubt he would, though. Rafe has a wife, who is also a lawyer. That might be pretty convenient considering their club might get into a little trouble sometimes, I think, but he really lights up when he talks about her. Looks less like a dangerous biker. Spencer comes over after a bit and I get to know him too. Apparently, Logan is at home with his baby boy and wife, which I think is absolutely adorable. I don’t like kids all that much, but babies, I could spend all day with. Of course, I like the kids I work for, but it’s different when they are in groups. They’re dangerous in groups honestly.
“You getting tired?” Kit leans down and whispers in my ear. We moved to the pool table and I had no idea how to play, but it was fun to watch them place bets and lose.
“I’m okay.” I say. He looks like he’s having fun with his friends and I don’t want to be the one to make him leave. I don’t know much about the girlfriend thing. I never had to make it that far when I was stuck in college dating culture. Kit hasn’t said anything officially, and I don’t know how to ask him either.
“You sure?” He checked, just then Rafe whistled that it was his turn. I took the opportunity to take a break from all the socializing and looked for the bathroom.
I don’t know why I suspected the place to be beat up or something, maybe it fit the vibe. But it’s actually pretty clean, even the ladies’ room. I’m alone when I go in the stall but when I come out, there’s this blonde woman standing there with a snide look on her face. I half smile at her to be nice but once I start washing my hands, it doesn’t seem to be a friendly or simple encounter.
“You’re here with Kit.” She states. I wipe my hands and turn to face her.
“I am.” She’s a bit taller than me and has one of those flawless pretty faces, slender body and cold brown eyes. I swallow hard but stand my ground, even though she is looking at me like she wishes I would melt.
“That’s surprising. You’re not his usual type.”
I laugh once without humor and sling my purse over my shoulder.
“And I guess you think you are?” I step around her, but she follows me.
“He’s just going to forget about you soon. That’s what he always does. I’m only warning you.” She says. Like she is pretending to be nice but knows she is only doing it to try and take a jab at me. I never did the whole jealous ex girlfriend thing very well, and I don’t even know if she was. Kit often said that he didn’t do the relationship thing, until me. And while that isn’t really what I want, to see if I can change him—it’s what happened. I take the confidence his attention gives me and the fact that he even brought me here to face this horrible woman.
“How long do you think? Just so I can prepare myself.” I cross my arms and try to look concerned.
“Two weeks at the most.” She purses her lips. “I guess it’s coming up to that pretty soon, huh?” She tilts her head at me, like she isn’t surveying me this whole time.
“Hm. Maybe. If we hadn’t been together for two months already.” I say back, and I didn’t expect it to feel so good when her whole façade faded away. But I feel bad when the jealousy in her eyes fades to sadness. I want to not be mad at Kit, he said he was honest with them, but it sucks that he’s hurt people like this. Enough for them to want to go after other people in bathrooms.
“Look, I’m sorry it didn’t work out for you. But you don’t have to do this to other girls just to try and feel better.” I sigh and walk over to the door, taking a deep breath before I swing it open and am faced with the hot air and leather smell of the club.
I walk on shaky feet back to Kit, laughing with his friends by the pool table. I force a smile when he sees me and go back over to them, trying to engage with the conversation again. Honestly, whoever that woman was really got to me. If being with Kit means coming here and being Mean Girled in the bathroom, I have a lot coming to me. But he really doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to hurt people intentionally, it’s the only thing that keeps me from being mad at him.
“I’ve got better things to do than to beat you all.” Kit drops his pool stick and grins.
“You’ve got beginners luck is all.” Rafe chuckles.
Kit walks over to me and grabs my waist, pulling me in closer to him.
“You ready?” He asks me.
“Yeah, if you are.” I lie. “I’ve been ready, honestly.” I giggle.
He chuckles at me and kisses my cheek before we say goodnight to everyone. We leave on his bike and are headed for his house. I’m glad that it’s Friday so I can spend more time with him. After I got the Chevy home and what not, I had been back and forth with my own car. I couldn’t bring myself to drive it. I wasn’t worried it would give out again but I almost want the first time I drive it to be with Dad, just hoping that his improvements last for a while. Being close to Kit right now helps me though, his steady heartbeat is therapeutic to me. I’m almost disappointed when we get to his house and he parks the bike.
“You okay?” He asks as he helps unbuckle my helmet. I should figure it out one of these days, but it’s nice when he does it. I stare up into his eyes and instead of nodding, I shake my head slightly. The cool air has a slight breeze around us, and I take comfort in his scent surrounding me. He cups my face and traces my cheek bones with his thumbs.
“I ran into this girl in the bathroom. It seemed like she knew you.” I say softly. His face falls but he holds me tighter as his brows furrow.
“What did she say?” He asks.
I sigh and swallow back the lump in my throat that wants to keep me from even talking about it.
“That… you’ll get tired of me soon. Pretty much. I’m guessing the same thing happened to her.” I watch his eyes go dark and his hands drop from my face to my arms.
“You don’t believe her, do you?” He asks like he is shocked I would even consider it. I guess I am too.
“I don’t want to. But… it’s not like I know right now. It’s only been two months. Just because you introduced me to your friends as your girlfriend doesn’t make it real.” I whisper.
He shakes his head and sighs, a grunt of disapproval leaving his throat.
“It is real, baby. I thought you knew that. I know I didn’t tell you before, but I’ve thought of you as my girlfriend for a while now. I never did that with anyone else.”
“Yeah I know. Hence, what that girl was saying.”
“Don’t use big word with me, teacher.” He laughs once. I laugh too but it is stifled by the weight of the moment.
“Do you know who she was?” I ask him. His grin falls to a blank expression as he blinks.
“Can’t say I do, not without seeing her.”
“She said I’m not your usual type.” I cross my arms. His hands leave me as he realizes this isn’t a short conversation to be fixed by his charms.
“That’s not… don’t listen to anything she said, Emily. I mean I’m sorry that she was hurt enough to go after you like that, but I was always very clear with other women, and I’m being clear with you, too. Except this time, I’m being clear about keeping you and not letting you go.” Kit steps forward and his voice seeps with honesty.
I drop my shoulders and take a deep breath. Everything she said is very fresh and I want
to take it as a jealous girl talking, but I can’t shake the feeling that could be me one day. I don’t think I’d ever do that to someone but maybe she didn’t think that before meeting Kit either.
“Okay… I guess it just bothered me.” I murmur.
Kit smiles and tilts my chin up, so I look him in the eyes.
“I know. I’m sorry about that. But it’s only you, Emily. I swear.” He kisses my cheek and then my lips with a closed mouth. It’s short lived and I lean into him when he pulls away.
“You won’t get bored of this whole monogamy thing?” I giggle.
“Course not. Besides, we can role play if I ever get bored.” He grasps my ass in his hand, and I jump in surprise.
“Kit, you’re insane.” I move around him to the door and he follows. “But am I not your usual type?” I turn and ask him.
He refrains from rolling his eyes at me and I wait patiently.
“I mean… I guess not. But who really has a type?” He waves his hands.
“Apparently you.” I laugh aloud. He sighs and licks his lips.
“She was blonde and tall. Thinner than me.” I add reluctantly. He frowns at me and shakes his head, looking me from head to toe.
“Come on, don’t do that.” He walks closer and clouds me with his intoxicating scent and gaze.
“And when you put it that way… yeah I guess I had a type before. But that’s only because I hung around the same places. Now can we please let the past be in the past?” He pleads.
I look away at the green shrubbery and exhale. As much as I want to keep grilling him, just to see the way he freaks out, he is right. I can’t judge him for what or who he did in the past. I just have to believe that I’m here with him now. That he chooses me.
“Okay. Fine. I hope you have food.” I walk up to his front door and wait for him to key it open. He stops and smiles down at me, looking me in the eyes for a long time before he leans in to kiss me.
His lips coax mine gently, softly, and my body starts fluttering to his in anticipation. It’s like I am permanently in that state around him. We separate too soon, and I follow him inside.
“Only if I get to eat it off you, too.”
14
Kit
Emily surprises me every day. Her presence in my life came by surprise for one, and I didn’t think I could actually do this relationship thing until her. I only get excited about seeing her, talking to her. And I thought I was doing a pretty good job until tonight. I guess I forgot I have to actually tell her that she is my girlfriend rather than thinking it to myself or telling my friends. I wasn’t even worried about her meeting them, she’s easy to like. But there are a few guys I hoped wouldn’t like her too much.
Anyway, I never worried about my past catching up to me either. I only have so many guesses as to who that girl was, and I’m pissed that she upset Emily. But I just hope that I was able to quell her worries for a while.
“You said you had food.” Emily peers in my fridge, she knows her way around by now. I barely pay attention to her accusation as I’m staring at her ass as she bends over. Her jeans fit her perfectly, that pert ass of hers drives me insane.
“I lied.” I pick up the phone and dial the takeout number for some Chinese. I work out almost twice as long since I met her, so I don’t lose my physique over all this food we have been eating.
“Figures.” She shuts the fridge and opens a water bottle. I finish ordering and then turn my attention to her.
“What were you doing all day anyway?” I ask her.
She licks her lips and saunters over to me. Her bare feet brush mine as she comes closer and wraps her arms around my waist.
“Nothing exciting.” She smiles up at me and it makes me smile too. I lean down and kiss her, nibbling on her bottom lip before I pull away.
“Hm, I’m glad you’re not mad at me.” I chuckle.
“I was never mad at you.” She licks her lips again and slides her hands down my sides, her nails digging into my muscles. Her mouth is twitching, and I assume that she’s nervous, like when she told me she wanted it doggy style for the first time.
“Emily,” I say with amusement, also horny as hell since my cock is so hard from her pressed up against it like this.
Her fingers trail across the band of my jeans to the button and she undoes it, driving the zipper down slowly after.
“I was thinking…” She exhales and pulls my jeans down a bit, then she rubs her hand over me and my breath hitches. My body is hot and cold at the same time, my cock pulsing with all the blood in my body.
“Since you’ve only been with me,” she adds. I nod immediately.
“Yeah.” I prompt, my voice going gruff. Her eyes bat up to me, the blue shining under the kitchen light.
“I want to taste you.” She grasps my cock in her hand and my knees buckle. I grip the countertop beside me and stare deeply at her.
She smiles at me and starts pumping my cock in her hand, flicking her thumb across my piercing. She is damn good at that; I’d never been happier to have that piercing until her. But I’m glad that she trusts me. That we have this new level of trust between us. It’s more than her getting down on her knees for me and sucking me off.
“Come here.” I practically carry her over to the couch where I sit her down. I take her shirt off and then mine before I lean down to kiss her.
Her hand goes back to my cock and I press forward as I grow harder for her. I break the kiss and stand up, tossing my shirt aside so there is nothing in the way. She stares at my cock with a hungry gaze as she grasps me at the base and kisses my tip.
“Shit…” I groan, leaning my head back. I already know that I am not about to last very long.
She keeps sucking at my tip, flicking her tongue over my piercing as I leak pre cum. She drives me absolutely wild and doesn’t even know it. Then she sinks my cock further into her mouth and I hit the back of her tongue.
“Emily, you’ve been holding out on me.” I shudder.
“Mhm.” She hums around my cock and starts sucking slowly. I hold off for a while, letting her take control.
I slip my fingers into her hair and grip her tightly as she bobs her mouth on my cock. Her mouth is so warm, and she sucks me hard, I really have been missing out. My balls are already tight, and I feel myself on the edge too soon. My hips buck against her and soon I’m fucking her mouth, her sucking grows harder as her hand covers what her mouth can’t reach. When she moans around my girth, I explode into her mouth and she swallows me up, drinking me down greedily.
“God Emily… holy shit.” I murmur.
She giggles and sits back, wiping the corners of her mouth as she breathes heavily. My limp cock hangs heavily between us before I tuck it away, collapsing on the couch next to her with a huff.
“You enjoyed that?” Her smile is wry as she snuggles up next to me.
“Fuck yeah, I did.” I kiss her neck and then turn her over on the couch as I slip to the ground. Her eyes look at me in question before I start taking her jeans off. I kiss the swells of her tits peeking out of her bra, the blue lace matches her eyes and I pull it away to suck on one of her sweet nipples.
“Kit, that feels good.” She breathes.
“Just you wait, baby.” I chuckle and pull her jeans and panties off at the same time. She’s already wet for me. I’m glad sucking me off aroused her so much.
“I taste you on my tongue every day. But it’s nothing compared to the real thing.” I trail kisses up her thigh as I inhale her scent and she starts to tremble in anticipation. I look up at her, she drops her jaw in pleasure and her pink nipple is harder than before, jutting out against the lace.
When I reach her clit, I place an open mouth kiss over her folds before I suckle her. Nipping softly at her clit before I run my tongue over her, tasting even more of her. She starts gushing for me and I drink up every ounce of her. So damn good. I know all her sweet spots and get her to orgasm fast, her thighs clamp around my face and I don’t stop until he
r wave calms down.
“Oh my god, Kit. I don’t think my legs work anymore.” She falls into the couch and closes her eyes in relaxation.
I smile at her and kiss back up her body, slipping her panties back on before I sit next to her.
“I’ll carry you everywhere.” I tell her. She leans up to kiss me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I kiss her back hungrily and hold her close, but we are cut short by the doorbell.
“Food’s here.”
I steal the last egg roll; which Emily doesn’t like very much. But I make up for it with another bout of sex on the couch. At this point, once Amy finds out, I’m going to have to buy us a new one. But I don’t really care much right now, life is always perfect when I am around Emily. It’s like nothing else even exists.
“Stay the night. It’s the weekend.”
“So?” Emily giggles against me. I haven’t gotten her to stay over in a while. I guess she was more inclined to do it when she thought she’d never see me again.
But I liked waking up with her there, even if it was that one time.
“Won’t you miss me?” I kiss her neck. She turns her attention from the sci fi movie about vampires and turns to me. We moved to my room to watch the movie; my bed is strewn with all the snacks she insists on having while enjoying out time together.
“Relatively.”
I tilt my head at her and tickle her side. She has my shirt on, and it looks cute as hell on her, like always.
“What the fuck does that mean? I miss you in the mornings, I like waking up with you there.” I say honestly. I lick my lips and grin at her.
She just giggles at me and sighs.
“I have things to do in the mornings.”
“Like what?” I frown.
“I don’t know. Cook. Clean.”
I wave her off. “I’ll cook breakfast. Then we can go clean your house together.” I reason.
She laughs at me like she doesn’t believe me, and I take minimal offense. I hug her to me and kiss her soft cheek, running my lips over to hers.