His weakness

Chapter Eleven - Still trying to process...

Nola 

I had not long woken up. Kylan and I fell asleep after having s*x not only once but three times. I was exhausted because my body was used to such passion and heat. He was still sound asleep in the bed. I was standing by the window with a coffee, watching the ocean. I am still trying to process everything that has happened within the last twenty-four hours. I never thought I would end up in bed with a man after knowing him for such a short time, yet that was where I ended up. Kylan wasn’t most men, though. 

I glanced over at him as he slept. He was still naked, the bedding covering only the middle part of his body. He was too damn gorgeous; even just looking at him stirred an excitement in me. I still don’t understand his interest in little old me. A part of me was half expecting to wake up, and all of this to be nothing more than a dream. 

I sighed, ran my fingers through my hair and turned back to watch the ocean. His tee was the only thing covering my body. It was the closest thing when I got out of bed. I hope he doesn’t mind. 

I knew what happened here today needed to stay between us. Yes, Paris knows I am here, but I think it would be best to tell her nothing happened. I know she wouldn’t say anything, not on purpose anyway. I can’t risk her accidentally saying something to someone she shouldn’t. It would cause too much trouble, and that is the last thing that I want. 

I heard movement from behind me. I turned back around and saw he was sitting up. 

“Hey, what you are doing over there?” 

“I woke up and didn’t want to wake you,” I smiled. 

He stretched and ran his fingers through his hair. 

“You should have woken me up, sweetness,” 

“You looked like you were having a good sleep. I didn’t want to disturb you,” I replied, “Um, do you need your tee? It was the closest thing to me,” I added nervously. 

“No, it is alright. It looks better on you, anyway,” he winked. 

I giggled and blushed. He looked around for his boxers, finally finding them and pulling them on. He climbed out of bed. I couldn’t take my eyes off him when he did. Kylan smirked as I did. 

“Did you sleep alright? And how are you feeling?” 

“I slept well,” I smiled, “I am fine, just a little sore,” 

We did get a little rough, something else neither I nor my body was used to. 

“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt,” 

I could tell by the tone in his voice he was worrying. 

“No, no, you have nothing to be sorry about. It was worth it,” 

He nodded, made his way over to me and brought me to him. He kissed me softly, and I couldn’t stop myself from both smiling and moaning against his lips. I huffed when he parted his lips from mine. 

“Behave, kitten,” he chuckled, “We should get showered and get some dinner,” 

“OK, you can go first, and I will go in after you,” 

Kylan raised his brow at me when I suggested. What is that for? 

“When I said we should get showered, I meant together, Nola,” he laughed, “But if you would rather shower alone, that is OK,” 

How did I not pick up on that? I swear my brain is too tired to think after the events of today. 

“Oh…OK,” I snickered, “And together is fine. It isn’t like you haven’t seen it all,” 

“Mmm, yes, and I can’t wait to see it again,” 

“I am sure…” 

I playfully rolled my eyes at him. 

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, angel,” 

He swatted my ass as he spoke the words to me. 

“Or what?” I smirked. 

“Do you really want to hear the answer to that question?” 

“Um, I am not sure,” I laughed. 

“That is what I thought,” he replied and pressed his lips to mine again. 

I could only imagine what his answer would be if I agreed to hear it. One step at a time. He grabbed my ass roughly as we kissed. I whimpered and pushed myself tighter to his body. 

Kylan stepped back, a smug look on his face. 

“We should get showered,” 

“Yes, because that is what I am thinking about now,” I said under my breath. 

“What was that gorgeous? Speak up,” 

By the look on his face, I think he heard what I said and was only acting like he never. 

“Nothing,” I answered innocently. 

“Sure, come on,” 

He extended his hand to me, which I took, and he led us to what I assume is where the shower is. My eyes went wide when I saw the shower. It was massive compared to mine, there was plenty of room, and the showerhead looked like it would be amazing and powerful. I was excited to get into it. Yes, I may be a little strange for getting excited over a shower, but I couldn’t help myself. 

Kylan switched it on, and right enough, just as I thought, the power was incredible! Kylan slid his boxers off and stepped in. I removed his tee from my body and followed him into it. The second I did, he grabbed me, turned me around and pressed my back to the shower wall. 

“I am going to f**k you right here. Are you on birth control?” 

“Yes, I am on the pill,” 

I have been since I was sixteen. 

“Good,” he replied and crashed his lips to mine. 

My first instinct was to kiss him back. I snaked my arms around his neck, and we were soon making out in the shower. I was turned on again. I could feel his length harden, also. I reached between our bodies and began stroking his length. He grunted loudly, and in one swift move, he had my feet off the shower floor. My legs and arms were tight around him.  

He kissed anywhere he could reach, rubbing his length over my folds. 

“Kylan, please,” I begged. 

He gave me what I wanted and thrust roughly into me. I cried out, and my head dipped back. Kylan’s grip on me became tightened, a loud growl falling from his lips, and he began pushing into me. 

I was addicted to him, already and I don’t know if that is a good or a bad thing. I will find out, I guess. 

***

Kylan and I had finally settled down on the sofa with pizza that we got delivered. We ended up in the shower for an hour, most of which time we weren’t showering. 

“Do you need to be home by a certain time tomorrow?” he asked. 

“No, that afternoon will be fine unless you have something planned?” 

“I don’t have any plans for tomorrow,” he smiled. 

I smiled and took the last bite of my pizza, and he did the same. 

“So, are you staying in the same room with me tonight?” 

I knew he asked because he mentioned earlier, I could sleep in a different room if that made me feel more comfortable. 

“Yes, well, if you want me to?” I questioned. 

“I do, yes, but for the heads up, I don’t sleep well most nights,” 

I wanted to ask him why, but I don’t think he was ready to tell me things like that. There must be some reason he doesn’t. 

“That is OK. I can be a deep sleeper anyway,” 

He nodded and pecked my lips. We tidied up our mess. 

“I am going outside for a little while,” 

“I will come with you. I don’t want you out there alone when it is dark,” he stated firmly. 

I am sure I would be fine, but if he insists on joining me, I am fine with that. 

“It is cold outside; put something warm on,” he added. 

“Yes, sir,” I giggled. 

“I don’t want you getting sick, sweetness,” 

“I know, I appreciate your concern,” 

I wrapped a warm blanket around me, and Kylan put a hoodie on, and we headed outside. It was just as beautiful as night as it was during the day, especially with stars and mood out. Kylan grabbed two of the chairs and put them closer to the beach. I wished I could go a walk along it, but the tide is in, so I can’t. 

I took a seat, and Kylan did the same, moving his chair closer to mine and resting his hand on my knee. A pleasant silence fell between us. All I could hear was the crashing of the waves. It was relaxing. 

I think this is a great way to end today! I have no clue what is going to happen when we leave here tomorrow, but no matter, I have had a good day, an unexpected one, but still great.