Page 49 of Trust Issues
“As much as I want to say you’re wrong…I can’t. You’re a really good friend, Max and I’m scared to lose that.” She said through gritted teeth like admitting the truth was hell on her sanity.
“So why don’t we become friends with benefits? No strings attached.” I was giving her a speech I usually reserved for right before I started my sexuationships with women. That time I was telling the truth though. I wanted me and Kyle to remain friends but I would be a bold-faced lie if I didn’t admit that I wanted to keep sleeping with her. I was hooked.
“I don’t know if you can handle that. I kinda put it on you.” One side of her full plump mouth lifted in a smirk and I laughed. My eyes flitted around the deep crimson bruises starting to fade around her neck. They were still very noticeable though.
“You put it on me or did I put it on you? Those lovely marks around your neck state the latter.”
“Whatever, asshole.”
“I’m just saying.” We both started laughing just in time for our food to come out. It seemed like we broke through the icy topic of what are we and made a decision pretty quickly. We’d be friends with benefits.
The rest of our night was spent eating too many tacos and drinking too much liquor. She called me an asshole and I called her a troll then she retorted by knocking me over the head with gargoyle remarks. It was everything that it was supposed to be between us. We were being Max and Kyle, unapologetically.
“Okay, we need to hit the dance floor now before I’m too fucking stuffed to move,” I told her.
“Agreed.” She held out her hand and I helped her up then we headed to the dance floor. I thought she was bullshitting about knowing how to salsa but to my surprise, she was a pro. When the fast-paced music began, Kyle started moving her body, twisting it and turning it, moving backward and forward in perfect step with me. I was amazed.
When I flung her limber body outward, she spun effortlessly. I gripped her slender waist when she came back to me and our legs moved in unison.
Back and forth.
Each step was synchronized like we’d danced together a million times. Never had I been so in tune with someone.
When the song was done, Kyle’s back was pressed against me. Her was ass against my dick. There had to be some kind of prayer to keep erections away at inopportune times. I needed to read my bible more.
I watched her chest rise and fall even after we separated and made our way back to the table. That exertion wasn’t from dancing.Thatwas from being turned on. “Let’s go. Now.” I slapped a hundred dollar bill on the table, motioned for the server then slid my fingers between hers. She didn’t protest once when I tugged her out of the restaurant and to the car.
Once we were away from the chatter of the restaurant and in the car, a blanket of silence fell around us. Like we were in our own private bubble. I was about to burst that bubble. I couldn’t handle being that close to her. I couldn’t handle how good she smelled or how soft her skin was. When we were dancing, I stole any moment I could to bury my nose in her hair and inhale her shampoo.
In the quietness of the car, I leaned over and curled my fingers around the back of her neck. I pulled her close to my lips and listened to the way her breathing stuttered then I closed the gap of space between us. Kyle climbed over the middle console like it was nothing. Her weight felt so good in my lap. My dick woke up in a blink.
I’ve never been so happy to have tinted windows in my fucking life. I pushed the lacy red fabric of her dress up until it pooled around her waist then I gripped her perfect ass in my hands and pulled her down on my rigid cock. She didn’t shy away, but this was Kyle, she never shied away from anything. She rolled her hips and I groaned tipping my head back.
“Please tell me you have condoms, Max.”
“I do,” I reached over to the side compartment in the middle console and pulled one out. I half expected my cock to break through the fly on my pants so I wouldn’t even have to take it out. Kyle was on the job though. She pulled my zipper down and slid her soft warm hand in my underwear, stroking my dick like it was her very own prized possession.
Every time her feathery touch connected with the head of my dick, electricity shot through me and I felt the need to be inside of her. I unbuckled my belt so I could have more room to maneuver in such a tight space, then I freed my rock hard cock. Kyle bit her bottom lip when she looked down at it. That shit made me feel like a king. I can’t lie.
I rolled the condom on then I lifted Kyle’s petite frame up a little so I could pull her panties to the side and slip in. She was still so damn tight but I slid in much easier than I did last night. The jolt of electricity was stronger once I was deep inside of her and she started bouncing her ass up and down.
We were frenzied and blind with desire. Our lips and tongues and hands were everywhere all at once. She was on top of me and I was inside of her yet I still wanted her close. I wanted her clothes off. I wanted her naked body on top of mine so I could feel the sweat on her skin and feel the stutter of her breath.
If what I had was all I could get, then I’d take it.
“You feel so good, Max,” she whined. I tugged on her locs and sank my teeth into her sweet neck. I couldn’t help myself. I knew she had to go to work and be professional on Monday but goddammit she tasted so good. I wanted to lick every inch of her and come back for seconds.
“Keep riding that dick, baby. I want you to come hard for me.” I trailed kisses down her throat to her chest then used my teeth to slide the straps of her dress down. I worked Kyle’s perfect tits free and latched on to them, nibbling on her stiff nipples one by one. Every time she moaned or moved, I paid attention to what she liked. I paid attention to her silence too. Something about figuring out the inner-workings of Kyle’s body had me intrigued. I wanted her to get all the pleasure I had to offer.
I slid my hand between our bodies and found her clit. She was so wet that my finger slid over it making her jolt with a whine. She was so close. The way she gripped my dick had me ready to explode. For the first time in a long time, I wished condoms didn’t exist. I wanted to come deep inside of her.
She was so creamy and sweeter than sugar.
“Max! I’m about to come!” She told me. She pressed her hands to the ceiling of the car and moved even faster. Pressure built up inside of me begging to pop.
I had to bust a nut or I was going to die.
My tongue found her nipples while my fingers massaged her stiff clit and in no time Kyle was raining all over my dick. “Shit!” She vibrated relentlessly and I shot my load hard and fast. As much as I wanted to shut my eyes to drown in the moment, I wanted to see her gorgeous face contort with ecstasy more.
