Kye's Heart

Chapter Three

She was nervous. Michaela looked at the clock for the hundredth time, at least. It still didn’t show it was any closer to seven than when she’d looked at it five seconds before. According to it, Kye would arrive in the next ten minutes.

Michaela had spent the rest of her day at the zoo reminiscing about her time with Kye, and especially about the kiss they’d shared. It caused her to have more than one daydream about what it would be like to sleep with him. If he made love half as good as he kissed, she’d be one happy and satisfied woman. She hadn’t made up her mind about how far she wanted things to go tonight, but she was willing to go along with all the options.

Now with only five minutes left, Michaela gave her living room one final inspection. After coming home from work, she’d done a quick cleaning job of dusting and vacuuming before taking a shower. It still looked respectable. Her apartment wasn’t large, by any means, but she didn’t want anything bigger. She thought it was just the right size for her.

With a deep breath, she sat on the couch. She had some beers cooling in the fridge, and if Kye wanted anything to snack on, there were some frozen finger-type foods in the freezer she could throw in the oven. As for entertainment, there were a few good movies on The Movie Channel she hadn’t seen yet.

At two minutes to seven, her telephone rang. Since she could use it to buzz people into the building, Michaela felt butterflies in her stomach as she answered it. “Hello?”

“Hi, Michaela. It’s Kye. I’m here.”

“I’ll let you in. I’m on the sixth floor in apartment 610.” She punched in the code to let Kye through, then hung up.

A few minutes later, a knock sounded on her door. Michaela wiped her sweaty palms down her jean-clad thighs before crossing over to it. It was stupid that she was so nervous, but she knew it mostly stemmed from her not wanting to blow it with Kye. She’d never had a chance to date a man as good-looking as him, and doubted she’d ever get to again if things didn’t work out between them.

After she formed a smile on her lips, she pulled open the door. Kye just about took her breath away as her gaze landed on him. He was still dressed in the same clothes he’d worn the last time she’d seen him, right down to the t-shirt she’d bought for him in the zoo’s gift shop. Staring him in the face, he was even better looking than she’d remembered. How the hell she’d ended up attracting a man like him, she had no idea. She just thanked her lucky stars she had.

Michaela took a step back, and said, “Hi, Kye. Come on in.”

“Thanks for inviting me over,” he replied as he stepped inside.

She closed the door and locked it behind him. “I’m glad you could come. How did the rest of your visit to the zoo with Nevaeh go?”

He smiled. “Pretty good, though she slept through the rest of it.”

She motioned him to follow her as she led him into the living room, then took a seat on the couch. Once he lowered himself next to her, she asked, “Do you look after Nevaeh often?”

“I haven’t in the past, but it looks as if I’ll be doing a lot more of it from here on out.”

“Won’t it interfere with your work?” Realizing that had been a pretty forward question, considering she didn’t know Kye all that well, Michaela felt her cheeks heat in a blush. “Sorry, I should have held that back.”

Kye chuckled. “No need to apologize. I don’t mind. Actually, it won’t, since it really is my job.”

“You mean babysitting is what you do for a living?”

“No,” he said with a laugh. “I’m in the protection business. I guess you would call me a bodyguard. Roxie, Nevaeh’s mom, is sort of a client as well as a good friend. Today, she decided I’m to be her daughter’s personal protector.”

“Ah, I get it. So that means you got a crash course on looking after a baby.”

He nodded. “And as you saw, I still need some work in that department.”

“You didn’t do all that bad for your first time.”

“What about you?” he asked. “Have you worked at the zoo long?”

“A couple of years now. I love it. Being an animal keeper is something I’ve always wanted to do. When the opening came up I jumped on it.”

“So you’re good with animals then?”

“Yeah. I used to drive my mom nuts when I was younger. I’d bring home all the strays I’d find. And sometimes, they weren’t really strays but the neighbors’ pets.”

“And I figure they knew which house to go to if their dogs and cats came up missing,” Kye said with a smile.

Michaela nodded. “At least, they never got upset with me.”

“If you were anything like you are now as a kid, I can’t see anyone getting upset with you.”

She felt herself blush at what Kye had said, but especially from the way he stared into her eyes. He looked at her as if she were something special. “Thanks. Ah, would you like something to drink? I have some beers in the fridge. I can even whip up some snack food if you’re hungry.”

“The drink would be great. Don’t worry about the food unless you want something.”

With a nod, Michaela got up and went to the kitchen. She took two beers out of the fridge and twisted off the caps. Not bothering with glasses, she returned to the living room and handed one to Kye before sitting beside him once more.

After taking a couple of sips, Michaela picked up the TV remote. “I figured we could watch something on The Movie Channel, if you’re interested.”

Kye shifted a little closer, and said, “Sure. Whatever you want to see is fine with me.”

She turned on the television and switched it to the right channel. Figuring Kye was more into an action flick than a romantic drama, she selected that and settled back against the couch. Kye had put his arm along the back, so his fingers brushed her shoulder. A small thrill shot through her at so simple a touch. As the movie started, she found she had a hard time concentrating on it, all too aware of the man sitting close to her.

Michaela drank her beer and watched what was on the TV at the same time. The scent of Kye’s aftershave filled her head, making her want to turn toward him and press her nose to the hollow of his throat and breathe deep. But she didn’t, not wanting to be the one to make the first move.

Once she was close to finishing her drink, she turned her head to ask Kye if he wanted another. The words died on her tongue when she saw he wasn’t watching the movie, but had his gaze totally focused on her. There was an intensity in his eyes that had her pussy clenching. She felt herself falling into them, unable to look away.

Michaela swallowed and licked her suddenly dry lips as Kye reached over and took her beer from her. He then set both bottles on the end table next to his side of the couch. Turning back, he leaned in toward her. As his lips descended to meet hers, she met him halfway.

She shifted on the couch so she was turned in his direction, her hands sinking into his longish hair to pull him closer. Her taut nipples brushed against his hard chest, causing them to tighten even more. Michaela opened her mouth for his tongue, sucking on it before stroking it with hers. Arousal pulsed through her body, an ache building deep inside her pussy.

In a quick move, Kye wrapped his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap, straddling him, as he shifted to sit with his back against the couch. She moaned at the feel of the hard length of his cock pressed against the spot where she wanted to be filled. Deepening their kiss, he put his hands on her hips and ground against her pussy. Michaela couldn’t hold back the moan that pushed out of her. Wetness leaked into her panties.

All pretense of awkwardness disappeared as she rubbed herself against the large bulge in Kye’s jeans. He made a sound that was a cross between an animal-like growl and a groan.

Completely turned-on, she broke their kiss and straightened on his lap. Keeping her gaze locked on his eyes, which were open to mere slits, Michaela reached for the bottom of her t-shirt, then pulled it up and off over her head. “More, Kye. Touch me.”

“I intend to do a lot of touching, baby,” he said in a deep, husky voice.

He reached around her back and undid the hooks to her bra. His large hands skimmed from her shoulders and down her arms, taking the straps with him. Michaela tossed the garment to the floor.

Kye cupped her head and brought her mouth down to his. He thoroughly kissed her until her breath came in short pants. Dragging his lips along her jaw and down the column of her neck, he made a trail to the top of her chest. He licked his way to one of her nipples. He flicked it with the tip of his tongue before circling the whole thing. His breath blew against it, then he sucked it inside his mouth.

Michaela threaded her fingers through his hair and held him to her. The sensation of him sucking her nipple caused a corresponding pull deep inside her pussy. She ached to have him take her with his cock.

He switched to her other one and gave it the same attention. She rocked against him, making her even wetter. As Kye pulled away, Michaela fisted the front of his shirt and lifted it. She needed to feel his skin next to hers.

He yanked it over his head and tossed it to the floor before he leaned back against the couch and spread his muscular arms along the top of it. “How about you do a little touching of your own?”

She didn’t hesitate. All that male bared flesh was too much of a temptation to resist. Her fingers traced his well-defined pecs as she leaned in and nibbled on his chin. Taking the same exploratory path Kye had on her, she trailed her lips along his square jaw and down. She sucked and licked his skin until she reached where his neck and shoulder met. A large hand sank into her hair at the back of her head and held her there as he loudly panted. She bit him gently and dragged her tongue over the same spot.

Kye’s hips bucked as he ground his erection against her. “God, Michaela. I love the feel of your mouth on me.”

And she liked it there as well. Growing bolder at his words, she continued downward. His wide, hairless chest was a whole new terrain for her to explore. She made sure not to leave his flat nipples out, laving them with the flat of her tongue, as she slowly worked her way farther down his body.

Michaela slid off his lap to kneel between his legs. She learned the ridges of his abs with her mouth while her fingers busily undid his jeans. Once she had the zipper down, she reached inside the parted material. A smile spread across her lips when she found Kye had gone commando.

With nothing else to get in the way, she wrapped her fingers around the hot, hard length of his cock and stroked up and down. Kye groaned. Michaela looked up and found he had his eyes closed and his head leaning back against the couch. His features were tight with what she assumed had to be arousal. It gave her a sense of power that she was capable of bringing a man as large as Kye to this state.

Turning her attention back to what she held, she released his cock only long enough to pull his jeans down past his hips. Satisfied that she now had better access to him, she gripped him at the base of his shaft and dragged her tongue up his full length. Another animalistic growl filled the air as Michaela circled the broad head before taking him inside her mouth.

She sucked him in and out, stroking what she couldn’t take with her hand. The taste of pre-cum hit her tongue as Kye groaned, rocking his hips to match the pace she’d set.

He buried his hand in her hair to hold her to him as he fucked her mouth. “Just like that… Christ, I’m going to come soon. Don’t stop,” he said thickly.

She increased the suction, almost taking him to the back of her throat. She felt his cock grow harder, each breath he took harsher than the last. He moaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as he stiffened and came. Michaela took everything he had to give. Her arousal increased and her pussy throbbed in time with her rapidly beating heart.

Releasing his cock, she looked down to find it still hard, even though he’d climaxed. She’d never known a guy who could do that. With no recovery time needed, it meant she didn’t have to wait to have him. Michaela rose to her feet and undid her jeans, then shimmied out of them until she kicked them away. Her panties quickly followed.

Aching with need, Michaela moved to climb up to straddle Kye’s hips. His erect cock stuck out straight from his body, and she intended to ride him until they both reached orgasm. She had one knee on the couch beside his thigh when he caught her around the waist and took her to her back, onto the carpeted floor.

He kissed her, using his teeth and tongue until she clutched at his shoulders. As he shifted down her body, she panted, “Please, Kye. I need…” Her words trailed off in a gasp when Kye sucked a nipple into his mouth.

After he released the taut peak, he said, “I know, babe. I’m going to give you what you desire. But I have to taste you. If I don’t, I think I’ll go crazy.”

Michaela shifted restlessly under Kye as he drove her insane with his lips and tongue. She whimpered when he nibbled on her hipbone before inching down to the top of her thigh. As he settled between her legs, his broad shoulders forcing her to open wider, she raised her hips in offering.

With a low growl, Kye dipped his head and dragged his tongue along her pussy. Michaela’s eyes just about rolled back into her head as he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking on it. He licked and sucked before he slipped a finger inside her slick opening. She moaned, riding it as he moved it in and out. But when a second joined the first, and Kye laved her clit at the same time, it was all she needed to fall over the edge into climax. With a loud, keening moan, she shattered, her pussy clutching at the fingers that still worked her.

After the last spasm left her, Michaela went limp. She had to give Kye credit, he sure as hell knew how to give a woman an orgasm with just his mouth. She’d never come this hard during oral sex before.

Kye rose between her legs and rolled them until she lay sprawled, completely boneless along his chest. She felt his erection pressed between them against her stomach. Michaela lifted her head to look at him. He had his eyes closed and he breathed hard. He didn’t look like a man who was sated. More than willing to take what they started further, she brushed a hand down his side and over his hip until she reached the top of his jeans. Clutching it, she pushed down, but Kye stopped her before she got too far.

“No, Michaela.”

At the sound of the strain in his voice, she asked, “Why? You’re still hard. Obviously, you’re still worked up. I know I want all of you.”

He opened his eyes and met her gaze. “I want nothing more than to sink my cock into your pussy and ride you until you scream my name, but I think we should wait.”

“Why?”

“Because it will be better that way.”

The arousal that had rebuilt inside her slowly died. What man would refuse sex? Especially one who not only was extremely turned-on—given the hardness of his erection—but had a naked and willing woman on top of him? Maybe one who found himself with said naked woman and had second thoughts about sleeping with her. At least, that was what shot through Michaela’s mind.

Pushing off Kye, she stood. “Okay. I see. Look, you don’t have to feel obligated to stay. We don’t have to make this an uncomfortable situation, any more than it is already. If you don’t want to sleep with me, you just have to say so. You don’t have to make up some silly excuse about it being better if we waited.”

Michaela felt like a fool. It had been too good to be true to have a guy who looked like Kye actually want to be with her. She didn’t think she was bad in the looks department, but she in no way compared to him. Hell, he could leave her apartment right now and get a woman to finish him off in a blink of an eye.

As she avoided looking at him, she collected her clothes off the floor. Kye’s continued silence gave her the impression that her words had rung true. The excitement of what they had just done disappeared, making her feel hollow inside. She was about to head to the bathroom to change when a large hand wrapped around her ankle and stopped her before she could take more than a couple of steps. She looked down to see Kye was still on the floor and twisted in her direction.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“To the bathroom, to get dressed.”

“Shit, I’ve upset you.”

Michaela held her clothes in front of her like a shield. She gave her foot a kick, but Kye didn’t release her. “You think?” she asked sarcastically.

His hand slipped off her ankle and he jumped to his feet so fast she hardly saw him move. Kye cupped her face in his hands and forced her to meet his gaze. “My not wanting to sleep with you right now is not some lame excuse of me changing my mind about how I feel. The problem is I want you too much. I’m not going to rush things, because I want more than a night of sex. Do you understand?”

She stared into his brown eyes and saw longing in their depths—that, and something else. Not just hunger, though that was there as well, but something that made her want to believe what he said.

Michaela swallowed. “What do you mean by more?” she asked in a small voice.

“I mean you’re the woman I’ve waited all of my life for, and I don’t think I can ever let you go.”

She pushed Kye’s hands off her face and took a step back. “Now I know you’re just shooting me a line of crap. We hardly know each other. You can’t possibly think I mean that much to you in such a short amount of time. We just met today.”

Kye ran a hand over his face, his frustration easy to read in the stiff way he held his body. “This is not supposed to be happening like this. Damn it.”

“What isn’t? You’re not getting your jollies from leading me on?”

Michaela found herself trapped against Kye’s hard body, one of his arms wrapped around her waist like a steel band. A large hand sank into her hair, holding her prisoner as he plundered her mouth with his. This kiss wasn’t anything like the others they’d shared. It was more carnal and demanding, his desperation evident in every stroke of his tongue against hers. If Kye hadn’t held her up, she would’ve dropped to the floor at his feet, her legs no longer able to hold herself upright. He didn’t allow her a breath of air until he had her moaning with need once more and pressing as close to him as she could get.

They were both breathing heavy. Michaela thought she saw that strange glow in his eyes again, but it disappeared before it could fully register.

“Now,” he said huskily, “did that feel like a kiss a man would give you if he only wanted to lead you on?”

“N-No,” she croaked.

“Because it wasn’t. I’m going to do this right, which means we’ll wait until we know each other better. You have no idea how hard this is going to be for me. I’ve never wanted another woman like I want you, Michaela. Your looks, gorgeous body and scent just make me want you more.” He took a deep breath. “Go get dressed, then we’ll sit and watch the rest of the movie. Once it’s over, I’ll leave. I don’t want to. I’d rather stay the night just to have you sleep in my arms, but I can’t trust myself not to do more than that.”

Feeling as if she’d just been swept off her feet, Michaela could only nod. Once Kye let her go, she stumbled to the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She held out her hand and found it shaking, not from fear, but from the strong emotions that surged through her. If she hadn’t hoped for this date to be more than one night with Kye before, she sure as hell did now. The man made her feel wanted, needed and protected all in one. None of the other guys she’d dated had managed that feat. In this day and age, some women wouldn’t be thrilled with Kye’s alpha male tactics, but she found them downright sexy. She also hadn’t felt as feminine as she did right now.

Michaela used the toilet, splashed some cool water on her heated cheeks and dressed. Kye had better have told her the truth about everything he’d said, because she wasn’t going to let him just walk out of her life without a fight.