His weakness

Chapter Nine - I am done for!

Nola 

Kylan and I had arrived back at the house after a lovely lunch and a couple of glasses of wine. He was currently in the kitchen making us another drink. 

“Do you want to drink this outside on the back porch?” he asked as he came back through. 

“Yes,” I smiled. 

He motioned me to follow him. I happily did, and we sat down at the table. I admired the view and took a sip of my wine. 

“Are you in any rush to get home?” 

“No, why?” 

“I thought maybe we could stay here tonight. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to drive back until late since I have been drinking,” he spoke. 

He wants me to stay with him? I don’t know what my thoughts are on spending the night here with him. 

“Stay?” I stammered out. 

“Yes. I don’t expect anything. We can even sleep in separate rooms if that will make you more comfortable,” he suggested. 

That doesn’t sound too bad. It isn’t like I have anyone waiting at home for me. 

“OK, we can stay,” 

He smiled and nodded. 

“I am curious about something. Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” 

“I don’t have time between classes and work. It would be unfair on the other person. Plus, the last guy I was with broke my heart,” 

“The man was an i***t,” he said, “How do you take care of your needs?” 

Oh, so we are going there. I shouldn’t be surprised. 

“Um, I don’t, not really,” 

“When was the last time you had s*x?” 

“Months, maybe closer to a year,” 

Oh my, I hadn’t realised how long it had actually been until he brought it up. 

“Christ! How the hell have you coped with that? I struggled to go a week without it,” 

“Honestly, I have been too preoccupied to think about it,” I responded, “I guess you get it on a regular?” 

“Yes, five or six days a week, usually,” he replied, “Unless I am not in the mood, which doesn’t happen often,” 

I didn’t even have it that much when I was in a relationship. The most I got it was twice a week, but usually only once. 

“Five or six days a week?” I asked, surprised. 

“Yes,” he laughed, “Why so surprised? You have been in relationships. Isn’t that a normal thing for one?” 

“Maybe for other couples, but it has never been that way for me,” 

“Really? Well, your exes clearly didn’t know how to satisfy you, kitten. If you were mine, I would ravage you multiples times a day,” 

His voice was low and seductive. A moan fell from my lips, and I squeezed my thighs together. The thought of him ravaging me was enough to get my motor running. 

“How would you have the energy along with the two women you already have?” I giggled. 

I had to laugh it off before I dove at him and let him take me right here and now. 

“I would fit you in,” he chuckled.

“Thanks, don’t I feel special,” I pouted. 

I don’t think I could be with him sexually, knowing for sure he was having s*x with two other women. 

“Do they know about each other?” 

I was curious about how they worked it.

“Yes, on occasion, the three of us get together,” 

It is refreshing how honest and upfront he is about all of this. I am not used to being around someone who is so open about s*x. 

“And they don’t mind?” I questioned. 

“No, everything has been out in the open since the get-go. It works for everyone,” he shrugged. 

I wished I could be like those women in a way. So confident, comfortable in their bodies, and know what they want and need. 

“At least everyone is happy,” I said. 

I turned my attention back to the view and sipped on my wine. I could feel him watching me. 

“Nola, I am sorry if that conversation made you uncomfortable,” 

The truth was I was not uncomfortable. I may be slightly jealous. I will not inform him of this, though. I turned back to him, and he seemed closer than he was moments ago. 

“It didn’t make me uncomfortable,”

“Then what is wrong?” he asked. 

“Nothing,” I smiled. 

He studied me closely. He was trying to work out what I was thinking. If he looked long enough, he would work it out. 

“You are jealous,” he smirked. 

“I am not! I don’t get jealous,” I denied. 

“Liar! Admit it,” 

I shook my head. I knew there was no point in me denying it since he can read me like a book, but I will continue to do so until I can’t anymore. 

“Jealous of what? I only recently met you, and nothing has happened between us. There is nothing to be jealous of,” 

Yes, we have shared a few kisses, but that is as far as it has gone. 

Kylan rested back on the chair, arms folded and nodded along as I spoke. 

“Are you finished trying to make yourself believe your lies?” he questioned with a raised brow. 

“I am not…” I started. 

“Nola, respectfully shut up and let me kiss you,” 

“Excuse me?” I huffed. 

He grabbed my chair and brought me closer. 

“I know you want me, and the sooner you admit that, the better for both of us,” 

The way he was looking at me was intense. I went to protest but changed my mind. I decided for a change that I would get out of my comfort zone. I swiftly closed the mere space between us and pressed my lips roughly to his. 

I am done for!

The moment his lips touched mine, I lost control of my body. Kylan’s hand’s rested on my thighs, gently grazing his fingers over the skin. I moaned under his touch and gripped his tee. He forced his tongue by my lips, demanding mine. I happily gave him what he wanted. Our tongues were soon fighting for control. 

I pulled away, only for a moment. I stood, pushed his legs apart and took my place between them. I leant down and let our lips meet again. He ran his hands up the back of my thighs towards my ass and then grabbed it. I whimpered into the kiss. 

He grasped my hips and brought me onto his lap, so I was straddling him. He removed his lips from mine and attached them to my neck. He kissed along the skin. I groaned and wrapped my fingers in his hair, tugging at it hard. I soon feel his warm breath at my ear. 

“I want you, so f*****g bad, kitten. In a way, I haven’t wanted someone in a long time. And with every second I am around you, it gets harder to fight,” he breathed out, “Can you feel what you do to me?”

He pushed up against me. I felt his excitement between my thighs. He was turned on, and I was too. Mine just wasn’t as evident as his. 

“I want you too, but I don’t know if it is a good idea,” I panted out, “I could say it can be a one-time thing, but I know that wouldn’t be enough. Unless that is what you want?”

Kylan began kissing my neck again, which caused me to lose my train of thought. I tilted my head to the side, giving him full access to it. 

“No, that isn’t what I want, Nola,” he replied, “I told you, I don’t do one night stands,” 

He took my chin in his hand and turned me to look at him. His eyes were darker than usual. 

“Kylan, I don’t know if I can take care of your needs in the way that you are used to,” 

The moment I said those words, I snapped back into reality. I can’t give him what he needs. The man is into threesomes, s******g, cuffs, and God only knows what else. I have done none of those things.

“And how would you know that?”

“Because I have only been with a couple of guys in my life, and I have never done any of those things that you are into,” 

“I thought those things didn’t bother you?” 

“It didn’t. It still doesn’t, but I don’t know if I could personally do those things for you,” 

He looked at me but didn’t say anything. I had no clue what he was thinking. I couldn’t take the silence much longer. 

“I need water,” I whispered. 

He went to speak, but I didn’t give him a chance too. I stood quickly and rushed inside. I needed a breather. I got myself a glass of water, sipping on it as I stared out of the window. 

Suddenly, Kylan’s arms wrapped around me from behind. I felt his warm lips kiss over my shoulders. 

“Just because I enjoy those things, kitten, it doesn’t mean I expect you to be that way or expect you to do them,”

I slowly turned to face him. 

“Then what do you want?” I asked. 

“Only us, enjoying each other’s body, sharing pleasure,” he replied and stroked the hair away from my eyes. 

“And what if I don’t live up to your expectations?” 

I was a confident woman in most aspects of my life, but I was not that confident when it came to s*x. 

“Nola, you are overthinking this, beautiful,” he said softly, “But that is OK, nothing needs to happen. Let’s go back outside,” he added, smiling. 

He pecked my lips before pulling away. He started to walk away. Then something took over me.

“I want you, Kylan,” I breathed out, “I need you to take me,” 

He stopped, turned around and practically pounced at me. His lips captured mine roughly. I groaned as I pulled his body tighter to mine. 

I am ready for him! My hormones were screaming now. I was horny, wet and craving him in a way I never have. I don’t usually do things like this, but Kylan was something else!