His weakness

Chapter Eighteen - Forgiven

Kylan 

It has been a successful night this far. Though more than once tonight, I had to stop myself from dragging Nola somewhere and f*****g her brains out, the sexy little tease! We were currently on the rooftop of a building that a friend owns. You could see most of the city from it. It was beautiful. I had someone to set it up for me before we came here. I had a blanket on the ground; fairy lights surrounded us, champagne, strawberries, and chocolates set out for us. I have never done something so romantic for anyone. It isn’t my style, but I knew I had to go all out if I wanted Nola to forgive me. 

I was sitting up, and Nola lay across the blanket with her head in my lap. 

“Am I forgiven yet?” I asked, looking down at her. 

“I would say, yes. Tonight has been incredible, Kylan. Thank you.” She smiled. 

I nodded, leant down and pressed my lips to hers in a gentle kiss. She instantly moans into it. Nola parts from my lips and I am about to protest, but before I can, she sits up and climbs into my lap, letting our lips meet once again. I groan, running my hands down her body, up her legs and under the dress, massaging her thighs as we continue to kiss. God, I needed her more than I needed anything right now. Nola must have had the same idea because she ran her hand down my chest, between our bodies, and started to fight with the button and zipper of my trousers. 

“Mmm, kitten, what are you doing?” I breathe out, and she pulls back from the kiss. 

“I need to f**k you, right now.” She pants, “No one will come up here, will they?” 

“No, it is locked, and I have the key to open the door when we want to leave.” 

I made sure we wouldn’t be disturbed. I didn’t think we would be having s*x on the roof because it doesn’t seem like Nola’s thing, but she has surprised me many times over the last few days. 

“OK, then lift.” She demands.

I am the one that usually does the demanding! I did as I was told, and she hooks my boxers and trousers, pulling them down far enough to release me. I am already starting to get hard. Nola lets out a s****l moan as her eyes fall on my length and her tongue darts from her mouth. She extends her hand, stroking me. 

“f**k!” I grunt out, her fingers running along the sensitive skin, making it throb. I was fully erect in seconds. 

“Panties off, kitten…” I mumble, the only words I can seem to form, her touch causing me to lose my train of thought. 

Nola moves, only long enough to remove them and retakes her position. I lift her dress up by her hips, brush my fingers between her thighs, and her wetness covers my fingers. Nola straddles me, capturing my lips in her again. She lifts her hips, her hand going around my member, and she sinks down on me, taking me into her inch by inch, her moans louder with each one, followed by a gasp as I enter her entirely. I close my eyes, a deep throaty growl escaping my lips with her wrapped firmly around me. 

“I have been craving this all night…” she pants and begins to move her hips against me. 

“f**k, yes, same, baby,” I reply, swatting her ass. 

I thought we would need to wait until we got to the hotel, but I am glad we didn’t. Nola held onto my shoulders to steady herself and picked up speed. I grab her hips, helping guide her. 

“Ahh, Kylan, you feel so good inside of me.” she cries out, her head falling back. 

She goes from back and forth to swirling her hips, her eyes tightly closed as she concentrates on what she is doing. 

“Look at me, Nola,” I say sternly. I prefer a woman look at me when we f**k. 

She moans, nods her head and opens her eyes to look at me. 

“That’s a girl.” 

I lay down, taking her with me and turning us over, so she was below me. I make sure her dress doesn’t get in the way and thrust back into her roughly. She cries out, her nails digging into my back; even through my shirt, I could feel them. I bring her leg around me, holding her thigh tightly and push into her quickly. I dip my head down, kissing and biting her neck. 

“Oh God, Kylan, I am close, baby.” She screams out, her other going around me and working her hips in rhythm with mine. I wouldn’t be too far behind her. 

I slide my hand between us, playing with her clit as I thrust firmly and my strokes deep. Her walls tighten around me, her legs shaking. I reach into her ear. 

“Come for me, kitten. I love the feeling of your spilling around my c**k and the way your tight p***y clenches around me. Nothing is sexier to me than you screaming my name.” I pant seductively in her ear, slapping her thigh. 

With that, she lost it, her entire body shook, and her c****x hit like a damn avalanche, her nails digging deeper. My name escaped her lips repeatedly. I feel my end approaching rapidly. I bury my face in her neck, pin her hips to blanket and drill into her. Nola tugs on my hair, using the little energy she had left to continue to roll her hips with mine. 

“f**k, yes, Nola…” I grunt and erupt into her. 

We finish, stilling and our breathing uneven. I kiss over her neck before falling next to her. 

“That was amazing! And it is the first time I have had s*x outside.” She said, looking at me. 

“Mmm, yes, it was. I told you, kitten, stick with me, and you will experience things you didn’t think possible. As for what happened, that was just an appetizer. I have booked us a hotel room.” 

“And what do you plan on doing to me there?” she asks with curious eyes and a sexy smirk on her lips. 

“Whatever you want me to, sweetness. I am up for anything.” I smirk back. 

“Well, in that case, what are we waiting for?” she questions. 

I love how eager I can make her. We get ourselves organized, gather our things and head off. The hotel is within walking distance from here. 

I reach for her hand, our fingers linking as we walk the street to the hotel. It is dark and late, so we should be safe from anyone seeing us who shouldn’t. I had booked us the presential suit for tonight. It had a jacuzzi in it, a queen-size bed. The building was all glass, and you could see the city from the room. The room itself is more like an apartment, not a hotel room. 

Nola may get mad at me for booking such an expensive room, but I don’t care. I wanted to do it for us. She will love it after being mad at me for a bit. 

“What would you have done if I decided not to come to the hotel with you?” she laughs. 

“I would be alone in it, which would suck, but I knew you would forgive me since you can’t resist me and all,” I replied slyly. 

“Do you want me to go home because I will if you don’t stop being such a c**k f**k, Mr Jonas?” She warns. 

“No, don’t do that. I will be sad if you do.” I pout. 

Nola let out a loud laugh and rolled her eyes. I chuckle, wrapping my arm around her shoulder and kissing the top of her head. I am excited for the rest of our night together.