His weakness

Chapter Thirteen - Craving him...

Nola 

I hadn’t seen Kylan since he left my place on Sunday night. It was now Wednesday, but we had both been busy. We had talked on the phone briefly. I have been thinking about him a lot. My time spent with him at the weekend was an experience like no other. Even though there is something in the back of my mind telling me I should end things because it will end in disaster, a stronger part craved him, craved his touch, his kiss. I am not sure what I think of the effect he has on me. 

However, I couldn’t think about him right now because I was going to my dad’s office to have lunch with him between classes. I still had a few lessons after lunch. I didn’t finish college until six p.m. I was ready for tomorrow because I had no classes or work. 

I arrived at my dad’s building and made my way inside. I said hello to everyone on my way to the elevator. As I waited for the elevator to come down, someone stood next to me. 

“Fancy meeting you here, kitten,”

I turned to find Kylan standing there with a smirk on his lips. 

“Hello,” I smiled. 

“Are you going to see your dad?” 

“Yes, we are having lunch between my classes,” I smiled, “You?” 

“I am going to see him too, but only to get a few things from him,” 

The doors opened, a lot of people got off. 

“Ladies first, sweetness,” 

He rested his hand on the small of my back and guided me. I shuddered under his touch. The doors closed, and the moment they did, he had me pressed against the wall, his body to mine. 

“Have you missed me, kitten?” he asked. 

“Mmm, what are you doing, Kylan?” 

He didn’t answer with words; instead, he crashed his lips to mine and gripped my hips tightly. I moaned, my arm automatically going around my neck as I kissed him back. He growled and put more pressure on the kiss. I could feel his excitement press between my thighs. I was a hot mess, also. I ran my hands down his back, over his ass and pushed on it to bring him tighter to my body. 

Kylan parted his lips from mine and attached them to my neck. I cried out and tugged at his hair. 

“I swear to God, see if we had more time, I would f**k you so hard right now,” he breathed out. 

He ran his hand between our bodies, up between my thighs and under my skirt. His fingers brushed my panties. 

“f**k,” I panted. 

“Damn baby, you are so wet for me, already,” he hissed, “I need to see you tonight,” he added. 

“Then come by mine at seven,” I moaned. 

“I don’t think you realise what I will do to you when we are alone,” 

His voice was confident and seductive. All I could do was nod and moan in response. He backed away because we would be reaching our floor soon. I rested against the wall, needing to catch my breath. 

“You should fix your hair. It is a little messy,” he smirked. 

“And you should probably adjust your hard-on,” I replied and smirked back at him. 

He chuckled and readjusted himself. I fixed myself too. I hoped that no one would notice my flushed face. The elevator pinged, and Kylan let me go first. And no, it wasn’t because he was a gentleman, but so he could have a grab of my ass as we stepped out. 

“Don’t have any dinner. I will bring something with me,” he whispered. 

“OK. I have classes until six, so any time after that is fine,” I smiled. 

“I look forward to it, kitten,” he winked. 

We got ourselves together and acted like we weren’t just making out as we arrived at my father’s office. I knocked, and he called to come in. 

“Hey, dad,” I grinned. 

“Hey, princess,” he replied. 

He stood to come over and hug me. I happily hugged him back. 

Once we parted, he turned his attention to Kylan, and they shook hands. 

“I have those papers on my desk for you. And remember we have a meeting tomorrow,” he said. 

“Yes, I know. I will be there,” Kylan smiled. 

He took the papers from my dad, and they said goodbye. Kylan headed out. 

“Do you want to go out for lunch, or will I get something delivered?” 

“We can go out,” I smiled. 

My dad got his things together, and we headed out to get lunch. 

“How has your week been thus far?” he asked. 

“Busy with work and classes, but good. You?” 

“Hectic with this new business,” he laughed, “Nola, please make sure you take time for yourself. Get out, have fun and date,” 

“I do, dad, promise,” I smiled. 

“Good,” 

I wouldn’t say I have been dating much, but for now, at least Kylan is around to take care of specific needs. That was enough for now since I don’t have much time for anything else. I won’t mention that to my dad, though. 

***

I was glad to arrive home after my busy day. Kylan texted to say he would be here in an hour. It gave me time to get showered and changed before he arrived. 

I stripped down and headed straight for a shower. I was in and out of it within ten minutes. I slipped a towel around me and went to my bedroom. I wasn’t sure what to wear. Should I dress up a little, keep it casual? I raided through my closest and decided not to dress up too much. I set a pair of leggings and tee out. Now, for underwear. I looked through my underwear drawer. God, I need to buy new underwear because the ones I do have aren’t exactly sexy. Then again, does it matter? Around Kylan, they won’t be on long, but I should, for myself, not for him. 

I found a half-decent red underwear set that will do. I dried myself off, got my clothes on and tied my hair back. I couldn’t be assed drying it. I finished off with a bit of mascara and lip gloss. I gave myself the once over in the mirror and was satisfied. 

I still had a little time until he got here. A small glass of wine sounded good. I walked to the kitchen and got myself some wine. I went to sit down, but there was a knock at my front door before I could. Surely that isn’t Kylan?

I sat my glass down, went to the door and looked through my peephole and there he was. I took a deep breath and answered. 

“Hey, gorgeous,” he smiled. 

“Hello, you are early,” 

“I know, but I was bored,” he chuckled. 

I invited him in. I groaned as he walked by me. He always smelt so damn good. 

“What have you brought for dinner?” I asked. 

“Tacos. Is that alright?” 

“Yes, I love tacos,” I grinned and licked my lips. 

I went to take them from him, but he held them up above his head so I couldn’t reach them. I huffed and pouted at him. 

“I want a kiss first,” he demanded. 

“But if I kiss you, then I will get all fired up and want you,” 

“And that is a problem. Why?” he smirked. 

“Because our food would get cold,” 

“That is true. We shall eat first, and then we are going to your bedroom so I can f**k senseless,”

“Then we should eat, right now,” I breathed out. 

I had wanted him all damn day since the elevator. It was strange how confident I seemed to have become around him, considering I was a shy, nervous mess when I first met him. 

I believe we have a late night ahead of us!