Chapitre 134: Chapter 131
" What if a customer walks in?"
" Let them. "
" You trynna get me fired? "
He was seated at the counter, and I was standing right behind him, my chin on his shoulder and my eyes on his face. I hadn't been able to let him go since we walked in there, even Chelsea had been a little uncomfortable because of how I kept reaching for Kyle and kissing him. I just needed that touch, it has been days of me having to survive without it. For me, physical contact with him was like my source of replenishment, it provided me with the energy I needed to go on, and whenever I was deprived of it I always felt drained. And even though he was complaining, I knew he wanted it too. He was holding into my arm instead of pushing me away, and I could both hear and feel his nervous breathing, the way he nervously licked his lips and blinked. When I slipped my hand underneath his shirt, I found his skin warm and inviting, he risked glancing at me but then looked away immediately.
While we had been at odds with each other, he had been extremely confident. He had been able to not only look me in the eye, but had managed to get me to look away as well,but it appeared the tables had turned and I was in control once again. Because there were certain things Kyle would never try to take control of.
Someone stopped outside the entrance and Kyle must have assumed it was a customer since he tried to pry free, but I held him closer and pulled him back against me. Smiling to myself as I glanced at the door.
" Stop that! Or I might actually get fired,"
I figured that as long as the person wasn't in the store, there was nothing to worry about. And unless I felt with certainty that Kyle wanted me to step away, I was going to persist. And at the moment everything about his actions confirmed that he was just talking, he didn't mean anything he was saying. For instance, when I placed a soft kiss on his neck, he angled it so that I'd get better and more access. And when I finally reached down and ran a finger over his zipper, he only glanced at me with wide eyes but didn't try to warn me off.
" He's gone, " I informed him, gesturing towards the door where the potential customer was no longer standing. And I secretly prayed that there wouldn't be any more customers. I missed him in ways that were unexplainable,ways I could only express through actions because otherwise he'd never understand. The more I stroked my hand over his skin the hungrier I got. Greedy for more of him.
A fucking fiend!
Only Kyle could do that to me, he was the only one capable of making me vulnerable to the point where I was willing to beg. And that was okay so long as it was him. I could give up everything, but when he was on the list I was going to pass on it entirely. There was no way I was ever letting him go, I knew there had to be people out there who were just waiting for us to fail so that they could sweep in and attempt to snatch him from me, AKA his little singer friend, but he was going to turn old waiting.
" Next time, if we fight, let's make up immediately. Okay?"
It was him that asked, and I felt the earnesty behind his request. I saw it in his eyes when he looked at me and I felt it in his hand when he guided it over mine on his jeans, a silent way of him giving his approval.
" It's a deal, though I hope there not gonna be a next time. "
" I felt like the bad guy. And I didn't like it. "
" It's just because you care, I'm lucky to have you. "
It wild be impossible to find someone who'd be willing to stick by me the way he did. Even Chris, as tough as he was, he had never realized what an actual handful I was. It took a special amount of patience to bear with me without hating me in the process.
" Did you miss me?" I asked and he scoffed. His way of asking me what sort of question that was because the reply was quite obvious.
" I'm not referring to my company, " I added, and when he risked looking at me, I smirked suggestively. He gifted me with his sweet laugh, looking away instantly with his face entirely flushed, he was fighting not to reach up and rub his ear. And it was those cute actions and gestures of his that always made me want to keep him entirely to myself. He kissed me, I hadn't seen it coming, but I was a master when it came to deciphering the meanings behind everything he did. And that kiss was full of need and burning desire, of course there was also the more visible proof.
I liked it when he was so turned on all it took was a little touch to make him hard. For me.
Such little things gave me my own secret pleasure. And kissing him from that precise angle only served to add the heat to the moment, I suppose it deepened it in ways that made us both desperate for more. And if things weren't heated enough, he reached up and dug his fingers into my hair.....he knew what that action would do to me. Kyle was an expert tease in such cases. He wasn't bold enough to take the lead and do certain things, but he was extremely skilled at making me do them for him. I made him then around, eyeing the door one last time to ensure no one was coming, but when I was about to undo the button at the top of his zipper he stopped me with a hand on mine, and he seemed a bit shocked.
" Here? Now? You can't be serious. "
" And why not, no one will be able to see me, Just try and keep a straight face. "
His lips slightly parted in shock as he watched me go down on my knees, my intentions clear. I wanted a lot more but I was certain that was a limit Kyle wouldn't be able to cross. He'd worry to much about someone walking on, or us being seen by the people walking outside. Even though all of them were just minding their own business and focused on walking...and even if they did notice? What was the issue. I was personally sure I'd like that type of thrill, but Kyle wouldn't, and his comfort was all that mattered to me.
" Wait!" Kyle stopped me, and I feared he might have actually changed his mind at first, but then he darted his gaze around the floor and passively looked at me. He looked cute when he got all shy like that.
" What is it? Wanna switch? Miss me that much?" I joked,but all he did was gesture to the left of the store, then he traced a finger over my lower lip and said,
" There's a storage room right there,"
Not much could have made me happier in that precise moment.
It could have been the dim lighting, or small size of that room,or even the privacy it provided us with...I wasn't sure what it was, but when we stepped in there, Kyle completely changed. He was more willing to engage, and although I still took the lead, he definitely had his own share of control. I had been willing to settle with giving him a bj before, but in there the possibilities of what we could do were endless. I didn't care how many customers appeared but we were both only going to leave that room when I felt satisfied enough to do so.
Our shirts were the first things to come off, there were shelves on two of the walls,all filled with albums, and we ended up using them for support. I liked how his breath warmed my skin and how he held into myle.as if his life depended on it. The tips of his fingers digging into me in a way I found straight up sexy. We shifted on our feet quite a number of times, but I finally managed to pin him to the door, kissing him because in my mind, that was the only way I could think of to calm us both down a notch. We were both desperate for each other, but I didn't want it to be like some hormone filled fucking with no actual depth, despite the location, I wanted it to feel like much more, because it was. With Kyle sex would always be much more. I never did it just for the sake of fun, but rather because it meant something.
And I could have tried to wait till after his shift, but it was too fucking far. There's no way I would have endured holding out for that long.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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