In the Stars (26 page)

I undo my pants, but don’t pull them down yet as I crawl back across the bed toward Kyle. I reach out and take hold of him with a firm grasp, and start to glide my hand back and forth. Kyle’s eyes close for a moment, and then he grabs hold of my head and pulls my face up to his. “You have no idea how damn good it feels to have your hand on me again. Do you know what you do to me, Caroline? I want to fuck you now—hard.” With that, his mouth takes hold of mine again, and his hand grips one of my breasts and kneads it roughly. I let out a moan into his mouth, and then he crawls up onto the bed, forcing me back down onto my back. He pulls away from our kiss and lifts my hips up in the air, while ripping my jeans and panties down my legs and onto the floor.

We are both breathing very heavy, and I feel like neither of us are in full control of ourselves at the moment. It is one of the most exotic feelings I have ever had. “God Kyle, I want you now.”

I feel the tip of him rub at my hot core, and he lets out another loud rumble. “You are so wet, Caroline.” I try and reach my hand toward my nightstand drawer and he follows and opens it for me, pulling out a condom. He gets the package opened and the condom on quickly, and then widens my legs even further as he slams into me. I buck my hips up off the mattress, and yell out his name.

Kyle is moving at a very fast speed, as he takes one of my legs and places it up on his shoulder. I dig my fingernails into his back, and raise my head for our mouths to meet. Our tongues wrap around each other, and I take and suck his in and out of my mouth before nipping at his lip. I can feel my body starting to tense up, and the tingling sensation getting strong. I feel Kyle starting to tense up more as well, and then his thumb finds my clit as he starts to press and rub small circles on it. I throw my head back down on the bed, as I feel the crashing intensity of my orgasm run through me. “Awww, you get so tight when you come, Caroline—fuck.” Then Kyle rasps out my name again as he finds his release.

He falls down on top of me, and we are both covered in sweat. “Damn Caroline, that was… you are ruining me.” Kyle leans down and gives me a kiss, and then rolls to his side.

I roll sideways, lying beside him as a smile spreads across my face. “That was damn hot; that is what that was. I feel like I just flooded over and somehow found my way back up for air.”

“I will be willing to drown with you any day, Caroline. I swear, I didn’t just come over here today for sex. Once I had my hands and lips on you, there was no stopping. I really do wish you and I had more time together.”

“Well, at least we always make the time we do have together count; right?”

He smiles down at me and kisses the tip of my nose. “Yes we do, but I want it to count for more.”

I just stare at him for a moment as my fingers run circles over his chest. I don’t say anything. Instead, I just lean down and give him a kiss. Except, this time, I don’t close my eyes, and neither does he. We kiss and look right into each other, and I wonder what this feeling around me that just shifted means.

I WAKE UP some time after 10 on Saturday morning. Sleeping felt really good after my full day yesterday. I get out of bed and start getting my bag packed for Kyle’s and the show tonight, when I hear a knock on my door. “Come in.”

The door opens to a very chipper looking Tara. “Hey Caroline, you getting ready for your big night tonight?”

“Well, other than throwing on some jeans and a little freshening up, I am going to head to Kyle’s pretty much as is. I will shower again at his place before we have to head out for tonight.”

Tara’s face lights up. “Speaking of tonight; I can’t wait to watch the band. Kyle really is nice, and let’s just admit it he is hot.”

I can’t help the blush on my face and the slight laugh I let out. “I am really excited, too. I might actually need one of you guys, or even all of you, to hold me back from jumping up there and making a complete groupie scene once he starts performing. I have a real weakness when it comes to hot men and music. Plus, after the times I have had with Kyle, let’s just say I know I won’t be at all disappointed.”

Tara now has a slight blush, and she tucks her hair behind her ear. “Ok, well, I don’t know what you picked to wear tonight, but I was kind of thinking you should wear this. Let it be known that you better control yourself, because I am not letting anyone pull on this to get you off stage.” She pulls her other hand from behind her back, and in it is one of those very strappy, very shimmery tops. Or, should I say, part of a top? I am really not sure both my boobs are going to fit in that thing, much less any other part of my upper half.

I look up at Tara with very wide open eyes. “There is no way these girls are going to fit right in that thing. Plus, it is most definitely going to make me look like a groupie. What would I even wear with something like that?”

Now Tara straightens her stance and holds out her hand. “Come with me, my little grasshopper, and let me show you the way.”

As soon as I pull in behind Kyle’s car, the butterflies start back up in my stomach. Damn Tara and her hooker clothes. She somehow made that contraption fit along with my favorite skinny jeans, since I refused the band aid skirt she tried to get on me. Then she topped it off with some pole stripper shoes that were my size, for some reason. I know I will regret them by the end of the night. I didn’t tell her, but I packed a backup outfit, just in case I chicken out. I grab my overnight bag and my hanging bag Tara so graciously put “The Outfit”, as I like to call it, into.

Once I reach Kyle’s door, I can faintly hear music coming from inside. I knock and wait—nothing but more music. So I go ahead and ring the doorbell. The music abruptly stops, and then the door is swinging open. “Oh shit Caroline, I suck; I didn’t hear you pull up. Have you been out here long?”

He takes everything from my hands, and I lean in to kiss him. “No I haven’t. Besides, I was enjoying what I could hear through the door.”

Kyle gets a big smile, and pulls me in for another kiss. “Good to know. Come on, let’s take your things upstairs. Is this a dress; are you wearing a dress tonight?” Kyle’s eyebrows arch up in excitement.

“Sorry Kyle, it is what I am wearing tonight, but it isn’t a dress. Don’t worry, though, it is still pretty damn easy access. Tara convinced me to bring it, but I’m still not convinced I should wear it.”

“No matter what you choose, I know it will look good, but you have me very intrigued right now.”

His hand reaches for the zipper on the bag, and I swat it away. “Well, you are just going to have to wait and see,

Kyle, no peeking.”

Kyle hangs the dress bag on the door, and sits my other one down beside his bed. He pulls me down so I am sitting on top of his lap on the edge of his bed. His hands start running through my hair and across my shoulders. “So, who is supposed to be coming to watch the show tonight that you know of, Caroline?”

I glance up at him and run my fingers through the sides of his hair and behind his ear. “I talked with Raleigh on the way here, and she and Sam are actually riding together. I had no idea that this was even in the works, but I find it very exciting. I guess they were talking, and when she mentioned the show he showed interest in wanting to watch it too. Sam told her it would be better if they just rode together, because she really shouldn’t have to ride alone late from one of those things.”

I have a big smile on my face while thinking about Raleigh, and the possibilities of her and Sam. “Then Tara and Adam are supposed to be riding together, too. So they will keep me company on the floor while I watch you.”

Kyle leans down and kisses me. “I really am siked about having you there tonight. I hope all you guys like it.”

I stand up and pull Kyle up with me, and wrap my arms around him. “Kyle, I have no doubt what so ever that I am going to enjoy everything about our night tonight.”

Kyle closes his eyes for a moment, then leans down and kisses my forehead. His lips slide down, and his forehead is now resting against mine. He is looking at me through his lashes with a very concerned expression across his face. “Caroline, I….” Then he tightens his grip around me, and shakes his head back and forth slightly.

I take my hand and lightly rub my finger across his jaw line and bite at the corner of my lip with worry. “What is it, Kyle?”

He pulls back slightly, looking straight at me, and gives me a weak smile. “Nothing. Just, well, have you eaten yet? I’m starving myself; let’s go see what I have to eat.”

I squint my eyes together, looking straight at him, and he just smiles again and turns toward his door, taking me with him. I know food has nothing to do with whatever was really just going through his mind. He obviously isn’t ready to say it right now, though, so I don’t push him. Something inside me just ached, and I really don’t like the thought of Kyle being hurt or upset about anything. The fear of me being a possible real threat of his pain to come is very hard to face. I have grown very fond of Kyle, but my heart and head still won’t get together, and, yet, I really don’t know if I can allow myself to hurt him. I am turning into my own worst enemy in a way. I would have so many crude things to say about myself if I were some other girl feeling and going through the way I am behaving when it comes to Kyle and Eric.

KYLE AND I spend the day together just relaxing, talking, and really enjoying each other’s company. Once it’s time to start getting ready, we take a very extended shower together, and then I make him leave the bathroom while I finish getting ready. He still hasn’t seen “The Outfit”, and I want to be completely ready before he does. Kyle laughs and pouts at my persistence to kick him out, but he agrees to go warm up for tonight while I get ready.

What feels like a
very
extended time later, I finally step out the door and head for the steps with my death trap shoes still in hand. I have smoothed out my hair completely down my back and went all out on the smoky eye effect. I have on the long dangling earrings and bangle bracelet Tara insisted I wear. I have to say, I look pretty damn hot—even though I am still nervous I might somehow fall out of this top.

As soon as I come into view of the sofa, where Kyle is playing his guitar, he looks up and his guitar drops from his hands, landing on the floor. My hand flies up to my mouth, and I stop suddenly. “Shit Kyle, you just dropped your guitar. Is it ok?”

His expression is very stern and erotic as he walks over toward me, saying nothing. He is looking very sexy as he comes my way. His jeans are a little tighter than per his usual, but not overly tight. They sit low on his hips and have worn out spots in all the right places. He has on a plain white shirt with a slight v at the neck, and it fits tight around his biceps. There is a black leather strap wrapped around his wrist, and he has on his biker boots. I really feel the need to rub my nails down him from head to toe, and then back up again.

I am biting at my lip when he reaches me and he takes his thumb and firmly pulls down on it, releasing it from my teeth. His breathing is a little heavier than normal, and his eyes have this intensity to them that I have never seen before. His hand reaches behind me, and once it touches my bare skin on my back I let out a moan as a shiver runs through me. Kyle still hasn’t said a word, but a loud rumble runs through his chest and up his throat. His fingers dig into the skin on my back, where a bra strap would normally be, and then his mouth captures mine.

I drop my shoes to the floor and cup his ass in both my hands. Our kiss is very intense and unforgiving, and it has an immense heat running all through me. I just got myself into this outfit, but I am more than ready to take it off again now. I’m not sure how long we stand there invading each other’s mouths, along with our hands roaming and gripping. Once we finally both pull away, our breathing is very heavy, and it feels like the heat in the room has been turned up to inferno mode.

Kyle takes a step back, with his hands still on my hips, and looks me up and down again. “Caroline, what the hell am I going to do with you tonight? This is going to be the hardest night ever; trying to concentrate on the show and watching your sexy ass in front of me. I might be the one dragging you off to some dark room I am going to have to find. Tim is going to be a real nightmare tonight after seeing you.”