His Vinyl Vixen

by Abby Knox

  “I think you know. And with your mother being out of town, there’s no way I’m letting you sleep in that apartment alone.”

  “I’m a grown-ass woman.”

  “Then get your grown ass on the stage.”

  It only took a few seconds to decide, but it felt like an agonizing hour. She had put less thought into which Ivy League school she should go to. This should be an easy choice.

  Finally, she stood up and mounted the stairs to the stage and whispered something to the deejay.

  She took the mic and waited for the opening chords of “The Tide is High” by Blondie.

  Fortunately, it was a short song, but she felt like she was on stage for an eternity. She was that damn horny. The thought of having his arms around her again was too much. It was making her hands shake, and as a result, she nearly dropped the microphone twice.

  But then, halfway through, she found Kai’s eyes. He was trained on her like a wolf, and she was his hypnotized prey. His gaze on her as she sang made her feel like they were the only two people in the room. He was protecting her even while she was up on stage, and he wasn’t going to stand for anybody to boo her.

  “The tide is high and I’m holding on. I’m gonna be your number one.”

  She channeled her inner Debbie Harry and soldiered through. She even threw in a little hip sway and the audience cheered. He was right. This was fun.

  Kai flashed her a huge smile, which then caused her to smile, and the audience was 100 percent on her side. Sure, they were all drunk as skunks, but still. She finally got the message. If she looked like she was having a good time, they would enjoy watching her. And they seemed to like her. In fact, they started singing along.

  When the song was over, she felt like she was at the top of a mountain. It was ridiculous to feel this way in a divey noodle house on a Tuesday night, but she did. Zara took a bow and waved to the crowd, who cheered loudly. Some drunk woman even whistled.

  She noticed Kai was standing and clapping, looking at her intensely. He held out a hand to help her off the stage, but she had a surprise for him. She’d always wanted to jump into someone’s arms and be carried off, Officer and a Gentleman style.

  “Get ready,” she said to him, and leaped.

  Chapter 12

  Kai

  As Kai watched Zara sing that silly song that he couldn’t help but love, he was ready to pounce on the stage and take her right there in front of everyone.

  He could see she was nervous, so he trained his eyes on her. It didn’t take long for her to loosen up and start to sway her hips from side to side. With one sexy sway, she went from stomp-the-shit-out-of-your-heart intimidating to I-dare-you-to-take-your-eyes-off-my-body. He surely would not. Not for the rest of his natural born life if he could help it. When the audience cheered her sexy little moves, she upped her game and put some stank on it. Kai growled possessively. Who would have guessed what was hiding underneath all those black clothes?

  Kai licked his lips as he watched her. This song was interminably long. But she was having fun. And holy shit…she could sing! She had a really, really good voice. Kind of sweet and simple but with a little bit of and edge of Stevie Nicks.

  This was giving Kai a really good idea. Someday they would be singing together.

  When the song ended, he wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. He stood and held out his hand to help her down the stairs. But to his surprise, she stage-dived into his arms.

  Kai was ready for anything when it came to Zara and snatched her out of the air and into his waiting arms as the crowd cheered.

  As he stomped through the bar and out into the street, she hugged his neck and said into his ear, “Thank you, that was fun.”

  He laughed and replied, “Babe, you don’t know what fun is. We’re about to have a lot more of it.”

  Beautiful Zara had his heart from the first time she’d nearly scared the piss out of him. The moment she had spun around and stared him down, he knew what he wanted to do with his life, and at the same time, knew he was going to have to step up his game to get what he wanted.

  Listening to her story made him want her all the more, to protect her and show her that he could be trusted, and that he would never allow anyone to treat her or her mother that way again. Seeing her on stage clinched it. He needed her in his life. Forever. Now he just needed to figure out how to tell her the worst of it.

  He carried her down the street, all the way back to Beach Avenue and up to her flat, where he tossed her onto her bed with enthusiasm.

  “You are amazing, Zara.”

  She reached up and touched his face, trailing down his throat, her hands wandering over his chest, resting on the waistband of his jeans. “People say a lot of things. I’m scary. I’m organized. I’m smart. I’m intimidating. I’m Wednesday Addams at summer camp. But never ‘amazing.’”

  Kai hovered over top of her, cradling her head and kissing her face all over. “You are amazing…and beautiful…and kind…and interesting…and funny…and sexy as fuck…and you are in my head like nobody else on this earth.”

  Zara smiled and bit her lip as Kai kissed her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, her neck. “Well, there’s one other detail you should be aware of. I’m a virgin.”

  He traced kisses over her collarbone, thinking he needed this shirt of hers gone as soon as possible.

  “Did you hear what I said?”

  “Yeah,” he said roughly. “So? We all have secrets.”

  She seemed surprised. “‘So’? I thought it would be kind of a big deal.”

  He chuckled and smoothed her hair back. He could run his fingers through her silken dark locks all day every day. It felt like water cascading over his skin. “It’s only a big deal because of the coincidence,” he said, stroking her neck and running his finger down over the neckline of her shirt.

  “What coincidence? You’re not a virgin,” she said, eyeing him suspiciously.

  “What is a virgin?” Kai replied. “Virginity is an illusion. It’s just a label.”

  As he spoke, he could feel her breasts touching him with every inhale.

  “It carries a lot of weight for me,” Zara said. “It’s hard to let myself go.”

  Kai smiled and then claimed her mouth with his. She opened up to him and welcomed his tongue. She had roiling passions beneath that cool exterior. He could stay here like this and kiss her forever. But he still sensed a certain nervousness.

  “Maybe it’ll help you feel less vulnerable if I take my clothes off first?”

  She bit her sexy, pouty lip and said, “I’ve been wondering about that bare chest all week.”

  The thought of her staring at his body like a piece of meat made Kai feel even hornier.

  He pulled off his shirt over his head, and the way she looked at his chest, his abs, his arms, his shoulders, was like a cat eyeing a tetra fish in an aquarium. She looked as if she she was thinking of all manner of evil things. He felt totally objectified. And he liked it.

  No, he loved it.

  She was trembling and licked her lips. He dropped his jeans and drawers in the next hot second.

  Zara’s face turned red, but he sensed it was not out of embarrassment but out of pure excitement and anticipation.

  “You’re naked,” she said with a shy grin.

  “I am.”

  Her eyes fell to his rock-hard cock. Feeling her gaze on his manhood kicked his need up a notch. “It’s big,” she added, her eyes widening.

  “I’ll be gentle,” he replied.

  “I’m not worried about that, I know you will. I’m fascinated. I’ve never seen one before…in person.”

  Kai was ecstatic that he was her first. And she would be the first to put her hands on him.

  He approached the bed where she was propped up on her side, admiring him like Cleopatra and a manservant. “Touch it,” he said.

  Zara sat up and gingerly held him in her hands. Kai was over the moon with the sensation of her hands on his cock. She s
troked and explored until he was about to burst with lust for her.

  Then she surprised him by opening her mouth and kissing the tip.

  “Oh god,” he said, sharply inhaling, feeling a bead of pre-cum forming on the tip. “Not yet.”

  She backed off in surprise. In the next second, he had her on her back and was spreading her legs apart.

  “First I get you ready for me.”

  “But I want to…”

  “Not yet. First, this…”

  With that, he had her skirt hiked up and fishnets ripped away. Her lacy panties he pulled to the side and found her heat with his mouth.

  “Oh fuck!” she gasped.

  Her folds were soaked for him, and the thought of that doused him with the deepest joy.

  He devoured her sticky center like a bear at the honey jar. Her flesh was ripe berries in the heat of summer, waiting to be picked.

  Her moans grew with intensity. “Holy shit, that’s nice.”

  He teased, licked and gorged himself on her pussy. She rocked her hips upward toward him, urging him to make himself at home. He found her clit and flicked it with his tongue, the resulting moans and trembles from her making him ache to be inside her that much more.

  Her body started to tense with the coming orgasm. He backed off of her clit and sank his tongue into her, tasting her depth, which was fully ripe just for him.

  “I want to find that last barrier to you before I break it.”

  She sighed as Kai snaked one arm up underneath her shirt and took hold of her breast while his other hand massaged the inside of her upper thigh. His tongue explored deeper, his face soaking in her sweet juices, and found her ripe little cherry. He backed off then, inserting his finger to massage that spot to prepare her for him.

  Zara writhed under him in pleasure. As his finger explored her hymen, his tongue once again found her clit and teased it into submission.

  “Kai, I feel like something strange is happening,” she said, gasping for air.

  “Does it feel good?”

  “Everything feels good. More than good.”

  “It means you’re about to come. All over my face, baby.”

  She fell off a cliff and let herself go into a full-body spasm. Her back arched as her sex gripped his finger and she fell apart, crying his name.

  He kept working over her clit, extending her climax.

  “Kai! Oh my god,” she moaned.

  In the midst of her pleasure, Kai pulled himself up on his forearms, hovering over her again.

  “I want to watch your face while you come,” he said.

  Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging in with exquisite pain.

  Her whole body responded to the pleasure he gave her. Her face was free of sarcasm.

  He smiled.

  “What?” she said weakly.

  “I finally wiped that sarcastic sneer off your face,” he said.

  She breathed, “You love it.”

  “I love you.”

  Her eyes grew wide, and she wrapped her legs around him. “I’m ready.”

  Kai lifted her shirt and pulled down her bra, admiring her sweet, flushed breasts. He sucked gently on one nipple and teased the other with his thumb. She had the sweetest little body he’d ever seen, and it was ten times sweeter touching it underneath her clothes.

  He tugged her panties off completely and placed just the tip of his cock at her entrance. She responded by wrapped her legs around his waist and drawing him in closer.

  “Wait,” he said. “Take your time.”

  “I don’t want to take my time. I want you all the way in me.”

  “Let me get protection…”

  But she was not having it. Her legs squeezed, and damn if he didn’t let her. He knew he should stop her. He had a responsibility to protect her, but at the same time… Damn.

  He allowed her to pull him in and he didn’t stop. Could not stop. He felt her cherry at the tip of his cock and knew she was ready. He pushed against it and felt it break.

  She sucked in her breath. He waited to make another move. Her forehead furrowed for the slightest second, but then she said, “It’s good. Keep going.”

  He pushed in further, and deeper, and her body around his was warm and tight and still soaking wet.

  He was so happy he had waited to do this particular thing with her and only her. They fit each other perfectly.

  He rode her, lights on, eyes on each other and their hearts open. The perfection of their bodies together carried him away until it was too late to pull out. He released inside her with a roar of pleasure that nearly blinded him with relief and ecstasy.

  “Zara, I …” He tried to apologize when he realized he’d just released a spectacular amount of cum inside her.

  But she was in another place entirely.

  As their matched rhythm slowed down, she owned his mouth with hers; she owned his body with her hands. Everything about her had brought him to heel. She was perfection. She was his temptress. It didn’t matter if she got pregnant, because he was never leaving her side.

  Chapter 13

  Zara

  Zara woke up the next morning feeling…different than she expected.

  More comfortable in her own skin.

  She had expected to feel some sort of regret at not having used protection.

  She expected to feel ten years older, with the associated concerns of a mature woman—as if having sex suddenly made a person have the urge to check her credit report and apply for a mortgage. She felt none of that.

  Instead, she felt like she’d come home.

  Like she’d given something up only to find the missing piece.

  Kai was stroking her hair when she opened her eyes. “Hey, I need to talk to you about something.”

  “Uh-oh. Are you an alien? Are you married? You have a girlfriend waiting for you at the next Phish concert in Monterrey?”

  “No,” he chuckled. “I have to tell you that … some other shit went down in Oregon that I’m not ready to talk about. But I will. At some point.”

  Zara smiled. “The only thing I’m worried about is getting pregnant before I’ve even started getting my life started. And you don’t have to worry about that because I’ve been on the pill since I was 17 to regulate my period. So, no worries. The only protection I’m worried about is my brain. I don’t want to end up being gaslit and living in a teepee.”

  “What’s wrong with a teepee?”

  She punched him on his massive shoulder and he winced, jokingly.

  “Nothing, if you’re of a certain indigenous background. But don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate for other people to appropriate this as a cool, countercultural type of housing when their ancestors nearly decimated the cultures in which teepees came from?”

  Kai sat up on his elbows and mulled it over for a minute. “I never thought of it that way, Ivy League, but you’re absolutely right.”

  She shrugged. “I just read a lot. I wrote a thesis on cultural appropriation and the economic impact of it on indigenous cultures. I guess I wanted to find a way to ream my father without being able to tell him to his face that he’s an asshole.”

  Kai rolled over on top of her. “Woman, talk to me more about economics, it gets me so fuckin’ hard.”

  She smiled and opened her legs to him. Swiftly, Kai sat up cross-legged and pulled Zara onto his lap; she gasped in surprise at being in this new position. She blushed, but at the same time looked at him with a wicked fire in her eyes. “Oh really? Wait until I tell you about why trickle-down economics does not work.”

  Chapter 14

  Kai

  “Oh, I don’t know, I can feel your trickle-down working. You’re wet for me again, aren’t you, my lovely Zara?”

  Without another word he lifted her hips and drew her downward, taking in the full length of him. Kai found he especially enjoyed this position with her; it allowed him to bury his face in her hair, cradle her entire body in his arms. Not to mention the kissing
. Her lips, the taste of her mouth, was like nothing else on this earth. Everything felt heightened with her riding him, eye to eye. There was no tomorrow, no past. Only the present.

  “Holy shit.”

  “Yes, baby girl. Tell me what you want.”

  “My whole body feels warm. You make me feel like I might burst into flames.”

  “And I’m here to write your name in the sky with that fire.” He cupped her ass with both hands, bringing her in as close to him as physics would allow. She arched her back, teasing his mouth with her round, perfect breasts in his face.

  “I love that you waited,” Kai murmured between kissing her breasts. “I love that I’m the only one who’s ever been between your legs.”

  “I’m so glad you were the first to make me come.”

  “Hold on tight, princess, it’s about to happen again.”

  Kai covered one nipple with his mouth and sucked, massaged and gently scraped with his teeth. Zara sucked in her breath. He let go of one of her ass cheeks and roughly grabbed hold of her other breast. She thrust against him in rhythm, and on the downbeat he gently squeezed and suckled her nipples a little harder. Each thrust was a step closer to heaven; each touch, noise, kiss and bite cut through all the bullshit and horrors of life on earth. He was Major Tom and he could almost see the stars.

  Without warning, Zara’s body seized in a sudden explosion of pleasure.

  “Fucking hell!”

  Her pussy pulsed around his cock, milking him dry once again. When she closed her eyes to let the climax wash over her with a magnificent shudder, he gazed up at her face. He could write a thousand songs about that face and never get it quite right.

  She caught her breath as she trembled in his arms.

  “That was…”

  He claimed her mouth with a deep kiss while his hands wound through her hair.

  “I ain’t done, baby girl. I have plans for you later today.”

  Chapter 15