by Jamie Knight
Not to mention a really great kisser. I can’t fight my smile as I think about that incident. That was fun. Probably my favorite thing about today. That kiss was so different than my horrible first kiss. I still shudder thinking about it. Kissing Kyst was so different from Grayson. I liked it so much. I would definitely kiss him again. I wish I could. I don’t know if that will happen. I think I kind of ruined things by running out of the kitchen this afternoon.
There is a light knock on the door. I sit up quickly, my heart pounding. “Um, it’s me. Sorry to wake you, but I found your snake,” Kyst says through the closed door.
“How is that possible?” I mutter to myself. I get out of bed, turn on the light then I quickly open the door. Kyst is standing there with his arm held outwards. The boa constrictor is wrapped around it.
“I’m so sorry! I have no idea how he got out. The door is closed,” I apologize.
“It's all right. He was in my room. Did you want me to put him back in there?” Kyst asks.
“Yes, if you can,” I answer.
Kyst walks into the room. He opens the bathroom door and heads inside. “Do you need help?” I ask nervously, not sure if I want him to see me in only my t-shirt.
“No, I got it.”
I sit on the edge of the bed with the sheet pulled up over my legs. A few minutes later, he walks out of the bathroom and closes the door behind him.
“I’m sorry. I really don’t know what happened,” I apologize nervously
He shrugs. “That’s okay. No harm done. Huggie’s just a curious guy,” Kyst answers.
We share a friendly smile. I laugh a little. I enjoy Kyst and his good nature. He makes me feel relaxed and happy. I want to keep this feeling. I don’t want him to leave.
“Tell me about your job. It must be exhilarating,” I prompt.
I watch as his face lights up with enthusiasm. He sits beside me on the bed. I turn to look at him. My toes are inches from his legs. His blue eyes are lit up with excitement, and there is a happy smile on his face.
“Okay, so it all started way back when I used to be a movie star,” Kyst explains. I gasp a little in shock. He laughs. “It's true—when I was a teen. Sure, it was fun at first, and the money was great. But that kind of life gets old really fast. Eventually, you want a break or your own privacy. That’s what happened to me.” I give an understanding nod of my head as he continues talking. “I left show business because I wanted to be left alone. I couldn’t even walk down the street without someone recognizing me. I just wanted to live my life and have a job that I could feel good about. A job where I could help people.”
Kyst glances up at me. My eyes are fixed on him. I’m so intrigued by his story.
“So, I moved here to rural Montana. I bought this property first, then got a job at the local fire house. Now I can save lives for real instead of pretending to in the movies,” he admits with a bit of a smile.
“Wow! You’ve certainly lived an exciting life.”
I’m a little in awe of him. He laughs, and I find myself blushing. I can’t take my eyes off of him. He seems more handsome than he did this afternoon. I can’t stop staring at his face, at his lips.
Feeling bold, I decide to take a chance. I lean forward and place my hands on his cheeks, feeling his stubble. I start kissing him. Gently he kisses back. His lips open, and his tongue slips into my mouth to dance with mine.
I lay back on the bed with him above me. My arms wrap around his neck. We kiss harder with more intensity. I can feel his muscular body pressing against me. I never knew making out could be this hot.
As we continue kissing, Kyst’s hands undo the buttons on my blouse, opening it to reveal my bra. He kisses my neck and throat, down to my chest—sending shivers all over my body. This feels too good to stop. He pulls my bra down. My breasts spring free. He kisses and sucks each one. His tongue twirling around my nipples. This is new to me. I didn’t know guys could do this. It feels so good.
I’m distracted by the action at my breasts and don’t notice where his hands are. Suddenly I feel them at the waist of my pants. My body stiffens. I sit up quickly.
Kyst is pushed to the side of me. “Is everything okay?” he asks with concern as he sits next to me.
I’m a little embarrassed, but I need to tell him. “Well, it’s just that I don’t think I’m ready for things to go that far yet. I’m still a virgin,” I admit in a soft voice.
I hope he heard me, at the same time I’m worried about what he will think of me. I can’t meet his gaze, but I feel his arms gather me into a gentle hug. I turn to look at him. His eyes are filled with such tenderness it melts my heart.
“I completely understand. We don’t have to do anything more. Have a good night.”
He gives me the sweetest of kisses on the lips. I watch as he gets off the bed and leaves the room. Before he closes the door, he gives me a sweet smile.
I’m alone in the room again. Eventually, I turn off the light and snuggle under the covers. I didn’t think he could be any more kind. The way he listened to me and understood me. No one has ever done that before. Making out with Kyst felt so new and exciting. I know I’m going to dream about it. I feel so comfortable with him. Like I can talk to him about anything, and he will listen.
Chapter Nine - Kyst
The following day I wake up early. It’s not too early. I mean, the sun is already out, but I am awake before Mylah, I think. I don’t hear any noise in the rest of the house. I get cleaned up and walk out to the living room. Empty, she is definitely still asleep.
Heading into the kitchen, I turn on the coffee pot then sit at the table, waiting for it to brew. Soon the warm fragrant aroma fills the kitchen. Once the coffee is ready, I pour myself a cup and sit back at the table. I take a few sips, savoring each one.
I set the cup down on the table. I think about how nice it is to have Mylah here. I mean for the company. It’s always me, by myself. The house feels less lonely right now. I pick up my coffee and take another sip. I hear the sound of footsteps, turn and see Mylah walking into the kitchen. She is still dressed in the t-shirt she wore to bed last night. She looks a little tired but very adorable. I can’t stop staring. Her strong legs are noticeable since all she’s wearing is the shirt. Her skin looks so soft and smooth.
Her long hair is down. It looks so silky and billowy as it hangs down her back. She looks so pretty now, since the fire. She has been cleaning herself up and doing her best to keep her appearance fresh. That is very obvious.
“Good morning,” I say.
She looks around like that caught her off guard. “Oh, Good morning,” she answers. Her expression looks like she doesn’t know how to react to my presence.
“Would you like to sit and have some coffee with me?” I ask.
“Okay, sure,” she replies quietly after a moment. Hesitantly she sits in the empty chair across from me.
I get up and fix her a cup of coffee before sitting back down with her. She grabs the cup and quickly takes a drink. I can tell by her mannerisms that she is once again shy and nervous around me.
After a moment of silence, I want to hear her talk again—to open up to me. “Tell me about your plans for the future,” I say, catching her off guard.
She sips her coffee and looks at me with wide eyes. I turn so I’m completely facing her. I want her to have my full attention. Shyly she sets the cup down. Her brow furrows as she tries to think of an answer.
“Well, I honestly don’t know. The vet clinic was my plan for the future. Now that it’s all gone, I don’t know what I’ll do. I guess I don’t really have a plan anymore or any money to come up with a new one. To be honest, I feel lost and overwhelmed by it all,” she admits.
I can hear the defeat in Mylah’s voice. It breaks my heart to see her this way. She’s such a sweet soul. She doesn’t deserve this.
We sip our coffee in silence as I come up with an idea. I don’t know how she’ll react to it, but I
need to tell her about it. I want to do all I can to help her. “Well, you already know I used to be a movie star before I became a firefighter,” I start.
She nods and sips her coffee. “This means I do have quite a bit of money put away. So…..what if I rebuild your house and business, and you don’t have to worry?” I ask. I know that’s a lot to offer, but I really want to help her and see her happy.
Mylah blushes and puts her coffee cup down on the table. “Oh no. I’m not going to ask you to do that, Kyst. We just met and barely know each other. Besides, this is my problem to figure out,” she says, refusing politely. She nervously fidgets with the cup.
I ignore her, having already made up my mind. I grab the notepad and pen that I keep on the table for making grocery lists. Inspired, I start drawing the floorplan of the house and office. “You know what would be good? To make the vet area larger so you can care for more animals. Maybe have a little reception area in case they need to wait or just have questions,” I say, offering suggestions on how to improve the business and drawing it all.
I look up after a few minutes of silence. Mylah is so quiet I almost thought she left. I realize she is crying. She has her hands over her eyes. I put down the pen and get up from the table. I grab her hands and pull her to me. Siting back down in the chair, I cradle her in my lap.
“I’m sorry. I’ve just never had anyone be as kind to me as you have been,” she admits between sobs.
I rub her back, trying to soothe her. I move her hands away from her face and dry her eyes. She's so beautiful. I give her a tender smile and brush hair away from her face. She lets me run my fingers through her hair.
“Maybe you’ll feel better after a shower? That usually calms and relaxes me,” I suggest to her. “After that, we can figure out how to rebuild your house and business together.”
She gets up from my lap. I take her by the hand and lead her out of the kitchen. We walk back to the guest bathroom. “I’ll get the snake out of here so you can shower. Trust me, it’ll help,” I say. Mylah is silent.
I open the bathroom door, turn on the light, and then look into the tub, ready to get the snake. It's empty. “How does this keep happening?” I say aloud.
There is no trace of it in the bathroom or bedroom. Mylah looks around as well. We both stand there staring at each other, equally puzzled.
“We’ll find it later. Just go ahead and shower,” I tell her gently. I walk past her, leaving the room so she can be alone.
Chapter Ten - Mylah
My heart pounds in my chest. I feel something happening inside of me. I can’t fight it or stop it. It’s like this uncontrollable urge that I need to happen. Kyst walks by me, heading for the bedroom door. I don’t know why I do this, but I reach out and grab his hand. He turns around. His expression is curious and concerned.
I love the care that he has been showing to me for the past few days. No one has ever done that for me before. I like the way all this attention makes me feel. I feel safe and loved for the first time in my life.
I turn to face him and pull him closer to me. My arms wrap around his shoulders as I kiss him again. It feels so good to have my lips against his. Better than what I had been dreaming about. I feel his arms wrap around my waist as we kiss.
After a few minutes, I pull away. I grab his hand and lead him back into the bathroom with me. The water is already on. How sweet, I never noticed he had started the shower for me. He must have done that after we couldn’t find Huggie. That sweet gesture alone makes me want him more. I step under the water and pull him in with me. The water is warm and soothing. Our clothes are drenched in a matter of seconds, but we don’t care.
We reach for each other and resume kissing—harder, with more fervor. Our tongues explore every inch of each other’s mouths. This is different, so tender and beautiful. Not like the making out, I used to do with Grayson. It’s still hot, though. I feel like my entire body is on fire. I want to do so much more with Kyst.
With the water warm around us, the bathroom grows hot and steamy. We pull off each other's wet clothes and throw them on the floor in a pile. My eyes are on him. Drinking in the sight of his gorgeous body. I thought Kyst was handsome before, but he is a thousand times better naked. I didn’t know that was possible.
I’m acting without thinking. As the warm water of the shower falls on us, I sink to my knees in front of him. My heart pounds in my chest. I have never done anything like this before, yet I find myself wanting to. A quick glance upward shows me that Kyst is frozen in shock. His big cock, however, is hardening. I wrap my hand around it and give it one or two quick strokes.
Slowly I move forward, my mouth wrapping around the tip. Before I lose my nerve, I slide the whole length of him all the way into my mouth. I can feel his cock head against the back of my throat. I didn’t think it was going to feel this good or exciting. I slowly slide his cock in and out of my mouth a few times. I want to get the feel of him.
I can hear his sharp intake of breath. This is turning me on so much I can feel my clit throbbing with desire. I continue to suck Kyst, pausing to swirl my tongue around the tip and head of his dick. I can feel his whole body tremble as I do this.
He reaches down and lifts my hair into a ponytail. The motion causes me to push my mouth farther along his cock. He goes deeper and deeper into my mouth with each thrust. He’s rock hard in there. Soon I can feel him cum. His juices squirting out and filling my mouth. They are warm and gooey as I swallow them.
I have to take a deep breath before I stand. That was more exciting than I thought it was going to be. In fact, it was so much fun, especially for my first time.
I stand in the shower and look at Kyst. He’s trying to catch his breath as well. I smile at him, unsure of what my next move should be. We both wait a few minutes. His movement gets my attention. I give him a look of surprise as he kneels in front of me now. We lock eyes for a minute. His hands are on my thighs as he slowly spreads them apart. My clit swells again with desire.
He pushes his face between my thighs. I feel the first stroke of his tongue against my clit, and the feeling is overwhelming. As I lean against the shower wall for support, the gentle strokes of his tongue feel so good. He licks me from the beginning to end of my folds. I feel the edge of his tongue tracing circles around my lower lips. My body is tense and trembling. Lifting one of my legs, I place it on the edge of the tub to spread my legs wider. He holds me by my waist, allowing his tongue to go further and deeper. This feels so gentle and good. Tension builds up inside of me until I cum. The force of it makes my body shake, and I grip the walls for support. I feel dizzy. My legs are weak and shaky. That was my first time cumming with a man.
Kyst stands and gently helps me. Once I’m able to stand on my own, I reach for the soap and shampoo. He helps by massaging it gently into my scalp. It feels so good to be cared for.
I rinse my hair and wash my body. Kyst washes. Afterward, he turns off the shower and grabs us some towels. Once we are dried off, I put on another t-shirt he loans me. He pulls on a pair of pajama pants.
Kyst surprises me by picking me up in his arms. It takes my breath away a little bit. He smiles at me and carries me out of the bathroom. He holds me with one arm while using his free arm to pull back the covers. He sets me in bed and climbs in with me.
We wrap our arms around each other, and I cuddle to his chest. He’s smiling again. I have never felt like this before. The desire and my attraction to Kyst are so strong right now. If I could pick any guy to lose my virginity to, it would be him. I stop and think for a moment. I realize I do want it to be him. I think I am finally ready to lose my virginity.
Chapter Elven - Kyst
Once again, I am up early. After I shower and dress, I go into the kitchen and start cooking breakfast. I’ll surprise Mylah with the aroma of good food. She should be waking up soon anyway.
I have a slight smile on my face as I think about her. I’m still surprised by our encounter in t
he shower last night, but I did enjoy it. The cuddling in bed afterward was sweet. Holding her close like that felt so right.
The scent of eggs and bacon fills the kitchen. I work on making toast and brewing fresh coffee. I’m surprised that Mylah isn’t up yet, so I look out into the living room to make sure. Yup, everything is empty and quiet. I shrug my shoulders and go back to cooking. Maybe she’s tired from yesterday and has decided to stay in bed. That’s the only conclusion I can reach. I make breakfast in silence. By the time the food is done, she is still not out.
I need to tell her that the food is ready as a good host. I leave everything to warm and walk out of the kitchen. Nervously, I stand in the hallway outside of the bedroom. Everything is quiet. I knock on the door. She answers it after a few seconds. I turn to look at her and am not prepared for what I see. Mylah stands in the open doorway wrapped in nothing but a towel from the bathroom. I’m so turned on I don’t know how to respond.
“Uh, um, I just wanted to… to tell you that breakfast is ready,” I stammer. I have lost my train of thought completely. She blushes under my gaze.
“Oh, goodness. Sorry. I shouldn’t have kept you waiting!”
Quickly, she turns to walk away and loses her grip on the towel. It falls to the floor, leaving her naked there in front of me. She becomes more shy and nervous. She hurries away and starts looking around the room for clothing. I can’t stop myself from staring, so I try to take as much of the sight in as I can. I watched her breasts bounce as she runs around the room. She is very flustered by this situation.
“Relax, let me help you,” I say after I’m a little calmer. I find her clothes halfway under the bed, pull them out and hand them to her. “Here you go,” I say in a calming tone.