His weakness

Chapter Fourteen - Guilt?

Kylan 

Nola was in the kitchen to put the rubbish in the bin. I was eagerly waiting for her to come back because I am making her mine the moment she does. I have been anxious for her all-damn day! She came back after only a minute and smiled at me. 

She went to sit next to me. 

“No,” I replied. 

“No? I am not allowed to sit on my sofa?” she asked with a raised brow. 

I shook my head, and she seemed more confused. I smirked, reached for her and brought her onto my lap. 

“But you can sit right here,”

“Mmm, and why is that?” she giggled. 

“Because I want you to f**k me, right here,” 

The second I spoke those words, she moaned. I cupped her face roughly in my hands and kissed her roughly. She whimpered into my lips, and her fingers ran into my hair, tugging it. The kiss quickly became heated, and she began to roll her hips into me. I groaned and felt my c**k instantly harden. 

I reached the bottom of her tee and brought it over her head, tossing it aside. I grabbed her breasts in my hands, causing her to moan into the kiss. She parted her lips from mine and removed my top also. 

“Stand up, take the rest of your clothes off,” I demanded. 

I saw hesitation in her eyes for a second, but then it vanished. Nola got to her feet and took her place in front of me. I watched her closely as she slowly stripped the remainder of her clothing off. I licked my lips. She was so damn sexy. 

“I am completely naked; I think it is only fair that you are too,” she spoke, biting on her lip. 

“Yes, that is only fair,” I agreed. 

I removed the rest of my clothing, and they joined the pile on the floor. 

“f**k,” she breathed out. 

Her eyes fell on my now fully erect length. I motioned her to me, and she climbed back into my lap; our lips met once again. I ran my hands over her naked body. 

“I need you to ride my c**k now, kitten,” I panted. 

I didn’t need to ask her again. She held onto the back of the sofa, lifted her hips and sank down on me. She cried out as I filled her up. I growled and grabbed her hips. 

Nola began rocking her hips back and forth against me. 

“Yes, so good,” she squealed.

“f**k, faster, baby, I need you to go faster,” I begged. 

I needed the release. It has been building up since the last time I f****d her! I hadn’t had s*x with anyone else. She went from back and forth to gliding herself up and down my length. 

“Just like that,” I grunted. 

I slapped her ass hard. She gasped, but it encouraged her. She got into a perfect rhythm. I ran my hand up her back, wrapped my fingers in her hair and pulled at it. The second that her head tilted back, I attached my lips to her neck. 

I loved the sounds of her pleasure filling the room. I flipped us over so that she was below. Nola slipped her legs around me. I pinned her hips to the sofa and thrust back into her. She screamed, her nails scratching down my back. 

“I am close, Kylan,” 

I knew she was. I could tell by her body; by the way, her walls were tightening around my c**k. I pushed into her one, two, three more times. My name erupted from her lips, her entire body shook, and she spilt over my c**k. I watched her as she did.

I felt my own c****x build up. I would follow behind her soon enough. I crashed my lips to her, and she clung to me. Her lips fell at my ear. 

“Come for me, Kylan. I need you to come from me. I want to feel you release into me,” she panted in my ear.

And I did precisely that, only seconds later. I cursed and grunted, and soon I exploded into her, my entire body feeling the effects of it. I fell still against her, both laying there, our breathing heavy. My heart was pounding in my chest. 

“That was amazing and just what I needed,” she whispered. 

“You and me both, kitten,” 

I lifted my head to look at her. She smiled at her, her eyes dark and tired. I smiled back, pecked her lips and removed myself from inside of her. I sat up on the sofa, ran my fingers through my hair and took a second to get myself together. 

Nola stayed lying down. 

“Come on, sweetness, we should get cleaned up,” I suggested as I rubbed her leg. 

“Hmm, in a minute,” she laughed. 

I moved and towered over her.

“Now,” I chuckled and slapped her thigh. 

“Fine,” she huffed. 

I laughed, got to my feet and gave her a hand up. I took hold of her hand and led us to her bathroom. There is probably no point showering because I am not done with her, but we can get another one later. 

***

I was still at Nola’s place, but it was getting late. She was sound asleep next to me. I had exhausted her, and she had pretty much done the same to me. I know the best thing for me to do is leave. 

I would need to move slowly because she was curled into me. I carefully removed her away from me, made sure I covered her up before getting out of the bed. I crept around, gathered my clothes and put them back on. I made sure I had everything. 

I glanced over to the bed and sighed. I know I am a bastard for doing this, especially after telling her I would stay, but I needed to get out of here. I don’t do sleepovers. That isn’t all it works. 

“I am sorry, kitten,” I whispered.

I rushed out of her apartment before she woke up. I stopped when I got outside and took the fresh air in for a moment before going to my car and got on my way home. I would go straight to bed when I got home. I may sleep, I may not, but I will try. It was too late to do anything else. 

I arrived home, dumped my things, stripped down and climbed into bed. I lifted my phone to make sure I had my alarm set for tomorrow. I noticed a text on the screen from Nola. s**t! I hoped she wouldn’t wake until the morning. 

Couldn’t you have said goodbye? I thought you were staying. 

I wasn’t sure from the text if she was mad at me or not. I decided not to text her back. I will call her tomorrow. I set my phone aside, switched my light off and lay down. I stared at the ceiling. I felt guilty for leaving, which isn’t like me. I don’t do guilt, maybe because the others know what the deal is. 

I was tempted to bring my phone back over and call her, but I couldn’t, not tonight anyway. I will deal with the consequences of it tomorrow.