His weakness

Chapter Twelve - Putting everything out there...

Kylan 

We had just arrived back at Nola’s place. I haven’t spent as much time with a woman as I did with her yesterday/last night in such a long time. Yes, I enjoyed it, but at the same time, I was freaking out. I don’t know what I think about how much I enjoyed her company. 

“Um, thank you for yesterday and last night, also this morning,” she giggled. 

“Mmm, yes, I had fun too,” I smirked. 

“I should head in,” 

“I will walk you in,” I responded. 

Nola nodded and got out of the car. I took a breath before going out after her. I caught up with her, rested my hand on the small of her back as we headed inside. 

I don’t know what to do or say after this. Yes, I want to see her again, but I don’t want her thinking this is something that it isn’t. A silence came between us as we made our way in. 

“Do you want to come in? If not, that is OK,” She spoke. 

“I can come in for a little while, well, as long as I can get a coffee?” I laughed. 

“I am sure I can make you one of those,” 

She let us inside and told me to make myself comfortable before going to the kitchen. I looked over at the sofa, considering going to sit there, but then changed my mind. Instead, I followed her through. 

“Nola, I want to see you again,” I blurted out, “But I don’t want you overthinking what this is. We aren’t a couple, and we aren’t dating, not officially,” 

I know that may seem blunt, but it is best that I am that way. It saves any misunderstanding or heartache. 

“I know all you want is s*x, Kylan,” she answered. 

I couldn’t work out by the tone of her voice what she thought of it. 

“No, not entirely. Yes, that will be the main focus, but we can spend time doing other things. I can do dinners, and we can get away to the beach house some weekends,” I said, “But, this is not a relationship, and if you want to spend time with me, I need to know that you are OK with that,” 

“Can I think on it?” she asked. 

I was hoping she would agree to it straight away, but I understand why she didn’t. It is a lot, and it is new to her. 

“Sure, but don’t make me wait too long, OK? One way or another,” 

“I won’t,” she smiled. 

Nola turned away from me and got back to making the coffee. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. I could be wrong, but I had a feeling that when I left, I wouldn’t hear from her again. I hoped I was wrong, but only time will tell that. 

“Do you want anything to go with the coffee?” 

“No, the coffee will be fine,” 

Nola didn’t look at me as she asked. There is a good chance I have scared her off. I went over to her, rested my hands on her hips. I kissed over her shoulder, and a deep moan escaped her lips. 

“I have scared you off now, haven’t I?” I whispered. 

Nola turned to face me, and I couldn’t read her face. 

“No, you haven’t scared me off. You have been clear from the get-go. I just need time to think it over. I don’t do these sorts of things, as you know. I have never come across a man like you either,” 

“I am one of a kind, gorgeous, that’s why,” I laughed. 

I was trying to lighten the mood. Nola rolled her eyes at me but then giggled. 

“You are that, for sure,” 

I winked at her and then pressed my lips to hers. She whimpered, slipped her arms around me and kissed me back. I pushed my body to hers tightly and trapped her between me and the counter. It didn’t take long for the kiss to become heated. I couldn’t help myself with her. She drove me wild. 

“Mmm, coffee will get cold,” she mumbled to my lips. 

“In a second,” 

I kissed her for another moment before parting. God, I hope she doesn’t turn around and tell me she doesn’t want us to be involved because I don’t think I could let her go that easily. 

I lifted the two mugs, went to the living room, and took a seat on the sofa. Nola came to sit next to me, and I handed one to her. I won’t stay too long so she can think things over without me next to her. 

***

My plan not to stay too long didn’t work. Coffee led to kissing, which then led to other things. Now, we were currently in her bed, naked. 

“This isn’t what I was expecting when I invited you in, in case you start getting ideas,” she laughed and prodded my chest. 

“OK, if that is the story you are sticking to,” I laughed. 

“It is a true story,” 

Maybe this wasn’t her intention, but Nola was the one that made the first move, not me. I didn’t mind, of course. The woman turns me on too damn quickly. 

“Come on, admit it, you are addicted to me now,” 

“You are in my bed, babe, so maybe it is the other way around,” she responded confidently, a sly look on her face. 

“Oh, is that so?” I asked with a raised brow. 

“Yip!” she grinned. 

I pounced at her, climbing on top of her and pinned her hips to the bed, holding her hands above her head. 

“I thought you were shy and quiet. I don’t know what I think of this cocky side of you,” 

“You are a bad influence on me,” she replied. 

“Good,” 

I didn’t give her the chance to say anything else; instead, I crashed my lips to hers. She moaned and squirmed below me. I felt her nails dig into my hands. I could feel my length stirring again. I brushed myself between her thighs, and I felt her wetness against me. f**k! 

As we were getting right into, we were disturbed by someone knocking on her front door. 

“Are you expecting anyone?” I breathed out. 

“No. I will just ignore it,” she giggled. 

Nola brought my lips back to hers, and we started kissing again, but then the door got knocked again. Nola groaned, annoyed. 

“I should go see who it is and get rid of them,” 

I huffed and rolled off her. She got out of bed, covering herself in a dressing gown. I sat up, readjusting my excitement. My breathing was heavy, and I was horny as f**k. I am hoping she wouldn’t be too long. 

“Mum, this isn’t a good time. I am not feeling too good,” 

Shit! Her mother is here? What the hell am I going to do? She can’t know that I am here. Surely, she will keep her mum away from the bedroom. 

“Sorry, sweetie. I had a couple of things to do and thought would come to say hello,” 

“No, it is OK, but I was about to take a nap,” 

“I understand. Call me later, OK?” 

“I will, mum,” 

I heard them saying goodbye, and Nola came back into the room. 

“That was a close one,” 

“You think?” I chuckled, “Maybe, I should go,” 

“Or we can continue from where we left off?” she suggested. 

“I don’t know if that is such a good idea. What if she comes back because you told her you weren’t feeling well?” 

Nola’s next move took me by surprise. She undid the tie of her dressing gown, pushed it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She was standing in front of me, completely naked. 

“You can leave if you want,” she shrugged. 

I have no clue where this confidence is suddenly coming from. It wasn’t there yesterday. Maybe she wants to try something new; either way, I am finding it all very sexy, even if she seems to be one taking all the control right now. 

“Get your f*****g ass over here, right now,” I demanded. 

“That is what I thought,”

I have a feeling that I will not be leaving here anytime soon.