Breaking the Limits

by Nichole, Stephanie

  I open the door and push the front seat forward. Kynlee crawls into the backseat. I climb in behind her and pull the door shut, thankful for the dark tint on my windows. As soon as I sit down, I pull Kynlee to me. She straddles my lap easily while I begin to kiss down her neck.

  The car has fallen silent now with the exception of our breathing. Her head is resting on my shoulder and her scent is all I can smell. I turn my head and press a kiss to her forehead while taking a moment to realize that nothing has ever felt this good before and I doubt anything ever will again.

  ****

  We get dressed in silence, but I reach over and button the halter at the back of her neck then lean forward and press a kiss between her exposed shoulder blades. I just made the biggest mistake of my life because there’s no way I’ll ever get enough of her. I’m addicted to Kynlee, she’s going to own me and there is no fighting it now.

  Chapter 5

  Kynlee

  Ace and I have managed to keep things simple for the past couple of months. At times we act like a couple, but we both know we aren’t; even though Ace and I haven’t been seeing anyone else. Neither of us haven’t stayed a full night with one another. We always end up at my place. He doesn’t seem comfortable with the idea of me being at his place so I don’t push it. Ace also seems very hesitant and uncomfortable with the idea of staying the night too.

  Everything had seemed to be going pretty good until last night. Yesterday, I had informed Ace I would be getting breast implants to help me book more jobs and he had completely shut down. He told me that my body was perfect and he didn’t think I should risk my health just to be a dumb model. His words had stung. I hated when people told me my dreams were dumb. He had known for a while that I wanted to be a lingerie model and hopefully a Playmate eventually. I wasn’t sure why it had shocked him so badly. Things had escalated pretty quickly between us and he ended up storming out of my apartment.

  Tonight, were the races and even though I hadn’t heard from Ace since he left, I was going with Kenndrix, Jaxx, and Pierce. Secretly, I hoped that when Ace and I saw each other things would work themselves out. However, I had not planned to see Ace pull up with some red headed whore in my seat! My jealousy was rearing its ugly head. Seeing Tara all over Ace made me want to be sick.

  Ace must have felt me staring because his gaze swung my direction before it landed on me. For a moment, I thought I saw a flash of regret in his eyes, but he was so good at keeping his guard up that the flash was gone as quickly as it had appeared. I couldn’t wait for the races to end, but I stayed because Kenndrix had asked me to. As we were heading to the car I ran into one of the guys from work, Enzo. He was tall and super skinny, covered in tattoos from what I could tell and he had a nose and lip piercing to go along with his gaged ears and his black hair was slicked back and brushed his neck. “Hey Kynlee, I didn’t know you came to these.”

  “Yeah, every now and then. I haven’t seen you before though.”

  “Oh well, normally I work the nights they’re held on but I’m actually off tonight so I thought I’d come then head over to JamesTown and get a drink. You here with anyone?” he asks.

  For a minute I almost answer yes, but then I remember Tara hanging all over Ace. “Nope just some friends.”

  Enzo nods. “Well, you want to join me and have a drink at JamesTown?” I almost say no because the thought of him not being Ace hurts my heart a little, but before I back out I toss my hair to the side and slip my arm through his. I follow as he leads the way to his truck.

  Enzo and I have been at JamesTown for about an hour when Ace finally walks through the front door with Tara on his heels. A disgusted noise escaped from me before I could reel it in. “Not to pry, but I was under the impression that you and Ace were together.”

  I shake my head. “Nope I was just the flavor of the week,” I say a little too sarcastically.

  “I think it was more than that.”

  “Nope we don’t do relationships just friends…” I trail off, kind of ashamed that I let myself get to this level just to get Ace James, which clearly didn’t work.

  Enzo kind of laughs. “With benefits, nothing wrong with that but just so you know, you’ve been his longest running…. friend. So, I’d say it was something different.”

  I shrug then notice as Ace’s head starts to turn so I whip mine back around to Enzo. “Do you dance?” Enzo shrugs so I grab his hand and pull him with me to the dance floor. I know it’s immature and petty, but I start to dance with Enzo just to get under Ace’s skin. I can feel his eyes on me from time to time which only pushes me farther. I reach up and press a kiss to Enzo’s neck, right on his rose tattoo. Either Enzo thinks I’m into him or he’s playing along; but either way I hope my plan is working.

  After three songs I tell Enzo I need to take a break. He tells me that it’s okay and he’ll get us another drink while I head off toward the restrooms. I have to pass by Ace’s table in order to get to the restrooms. I make sure to add a little extra sway as I pass by his table. Once again, I can feel his eyes on me. I take my time in the restroom. I step outside into the small, dark hallway. I yelp when I feel his breath tickle my ear. “What the hell are you doing?”

  Once I realize its Ace I shrug. “What do you mean?” I ask, using my most innocent voice. Ace pushes me against the wall, caging me in with his arms. He runs a thumb across my jaw line. We are standing so close I can smell his aftershave and the liquor that lingers on his breath. It makes me want to bury my hand into that dark hair of his and pull his mouth to mine. As mad as I am, I still want him. What the hell was wrong with me?

  Ace telling me not to be mad is what knocks me out of my lustful state. I turn around and go to make a beeline for the hallway entrance, but Ace manages to grab my arm. He pins me back against the wall. His mouth comes crashing down on mine before I can mumble a word. His mouth feels like a desperate plea from a dying man, almost as if he’s trying to convey some hidden message. He pulls back leaving me light headed and breathless. I don’t get time to get my mind together before Ace is running his mouth down my neck and into my cleavage that is showing.

  A small moan escapes my mouth and my hands grip his head as if he’s the only thing holding me up, which is partly true. Ace’s hands run up my legs slipping under the hem of my dress while his mouth makes a slow descent down my body. My body tenses for a moment when I think I hear footsteps, I’m so caught up in the heat of the moment I forgot we’re in the hallway. I hear Tara’s laugh and it’s like a bucket of ice-cold water. I push Ace away from me and glare up at him.

  Then I turn on my heel and head down the hallway but before I exit the hallway Ace says, “I don’t want Tara, you know that.”

  I turn back around to stare at him. “I guess it’s just you and your hand tonight then,” I tell him. As much as I want to believe Ace I just can’t, not yet.

  ****

  Ace

  I had let myself get too wrapped up in Kynlee that’s why I asked Tara to come to the races with me tonight, or at least that’s what I kept telling myself. I had my doubts that Kynlee would even show up after our fight yesterday. I hadn’t meant to get so upset but I couldn’t stand the thought of Kynlee putting her health or life at risk for a set of fake breasts. It wasn’t worth it. She was beautiful enough to be a model without those.

  I don’t understand Kynlee a lot of the time, she seems like the most confident girl in the world but there are these moments where she seems completely unsure. It makes me believe that maybe the confident Kynlee is just a put on. If so, we are even more alike than we had anticipated.

  When I pulled up and saw Kynlee I felt my heart drop to my stomach. The look in her eyes let me know I had royally screwed up by bringing Tara. I had regretted my decision the minute I had picked her up. It felt wrong to look over and see her pale, long legs instead of Kynlee’s tanned, short ones; especially when all I kept thinking about was Kynlee’s being wrapped around my waist. Tara’
s scent was too perfumed compared to Kynlee’s natural one and her red hair didn’t dance around in the breeze. Everything about Tara was just wrong, but I couldn’t fix it now. Kynlee had already seen us together. I mentally cursed myself.

  I had formulated this plan while waiting on my turn to race. I was going to beg Bowie to take Tara for me while I went to find Kynlee. Bowie would have agreed but Sadie, Axell’s fiancée, informed me that Kynlee had already left. However, Sadie forgot to mention that she had left with another guy. My raging jealousy appeared as soon as I saw her sitting at the table with Enzo. When she pulled him to the dance floor I had gripped the bottle in front of me so tightly, I was shocked it didn’t shatter.

  I had shamelessly watched her on the dance floor with him and again when she passed by our table. I had watched her until I could no longer see her in the dark hallway. I got up without a word to anyone at the table and followed Kynlee. I waited beside the door until she reappeared, but she hadn’t seen me. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “What the hell are you doing?”

  “What do you mean?” she asked, in that innocent sounding voice she knows drives me insane. I wrapped an arm around her waist and pushed her against the wall before caging her in with my arms. She’s inched away from me. Every time either of us inhaled we brushed against one another. She stared up at me with a very unhappy look on her face.

  After watching Kynlee walk back down the hallway, I sighed heavily and rested my forehead against the wall. Damn it I hate it! I hate it so much, but I can’t stop it. I can’t stop what I feel for Kynlee even if I try. She is the one thing in my life I can’t control and that scares the hell out of me. She doesn’t fall for my bullshit and when I push she pushes back. I’d give anything to be in control again but the only way to do that is to give up Kynlee…and I can’t do that. I won’t.

  I walk back out to the bar, but I’m over it tonight. I walk past everyone and head straight for the door but not before I look back over my shoulder. I spot Kynlee easily sitting at her table watching me as I walk out this door. She needs to know I’m leaving alone. I may never say it but maybe she can read it in my eyes, maybe she can tell by my actions, the only one I want is…her.

  Chapter 6

  Kynlee

  It’s been a couple of days since I’ve seen Ace. I had refused to give in and try to get in touch with him. When I pull up to the apartment I’m not too shocked to see Jaxx’s motorcycle parked behind Kenndrix’s car. It was a very long and hard night at work. Enzo wasn’t helping much either. I’m starting to worry that maybe I had used him too much the other night and gave him the wrong idea. He’s constantly flirting with me now. I’ve been trying to keep my distance from him but considering we work together, that’s a hard thing to accomplish.

  Luckily, I was off the next couple of days. I have a photo shoot for a new lingerie line getting ready to launch the day after tomorrow. I get out of my car and slowly make my way to the door. Jaxx and Kenndrix are sitting on the couch watching some horror movie with pizza in front of them. It’s good to see Kenndrix so happy. As soon as she notices me she pushes pause on the movie, “Kynlee, you look exhausted.”

  I sigh heavily while pulling my cowboy boots off, “I am.”

  Kenndrix leans over and puts some pizza on a plate and brings it to me, “Here, eat something. You want to watch the rest of the movie with us?”

  I shake my head, “No, I’m going to eat this, take a long hot bath, and then pass out.”

  “Okay, you eat that and I’ll go get you the perfect bath going. I got these new bath salts in yesterday that are amazing! Like totally life changing!” she says, as she heads back toward the bathroom.

  “Hey! I thought I was the life changing factor in your life?” Jaxx whines dramatically.

  Kenndrix laughs but stops to press a quick kiss to his mouth before continuing toward the bathroom. Once I know Kenndrix was out of hearing range I tell Jaxx “You’re good for her.”

  Jaxx smiles “She’s amazing. I’m not sure how she doesn’t see that.” I shrug while taking a bite of pizza.

  “You know you’re good for him too,” I don’t have to ask in order to know that it’s Ace he’s talking about. I know Jaxx is one of his best friends but I’m not sure he’s right. If I’m good for Ace then why hasn’t he tried to contact me over the last couple of days? Quietly, I get up and head to my bedroom, Kenndrix knocks softly on my door. “You know Jaxx is right, you are good for him but I just think that scares him.”

  “It doesn’t matter.”

  Kenndrix crosses my room. “Do you care about him?” I sigh heavily. “Then don’t give up on him. I know you Kynlee, when you want something you don’t give up until you get it and you want, Ace. Go get him, Kynlee.”

  “Thanks, Kenndrix.”

  She hugs me quickly before heading for the door. Kenndrix stops and turns back around. “By the way, apparently Ace is pretty sick. Jaxx said he has a fever and everything so maybe that’s why he hasn’t called.”

  “Maybe,” I reply quietly. I’m soaking in the bath when I remember my mom’s saying whenever me or my siblings were sick. “A little tender, love and care can go a long way. Fix the sick some soup and fluff their pillows and they’ll be well sooner.” My mom really did believe that and maybe she was right because none of us had ever been sick longer than three days. I get out of the bath and dress quickly. The apartment is quiet but I decide to go ahead and make my mom’s homemade chicken soup anyways.

  A couple of hours later and one stop at the store, and I’m standing in front of Ace’s door. I have loaded up on all kinds of medicine and all the essential foods and drinks my mom has always swore by. I knock on the door and wait. I begin to worry that since it’s technically the middle of the night that maybe Ace is still asleep, but the door opens just as I’m going to leave. There Ace stands shirtless in a pair of shorts that are hanging off his hips. His hair is in disarray and his eyes look exhausted. “Kynlee?” he manages to croak out, he barely has a voice.

  “I heard you were sick, so I brought you all the things my mom uses to call the essentials,” I explain to him.

  Ace looks around outside for a moment. “Are you by yourself?”

  I hesitate for a moment unsure of where this conversation is going. “Well, yeah…”

  Ace reaches out and takes the bags from my hands while wrapping his other hand around my wrist, pulling me inside and shutting the door. After locking the multiple locks, he turns around to face me. “Are you crazy Kyn? It’s not safe for anyone to be out in this part of town at this time of night by themselves, especially you.”

  He walks past me to his small kitchen where he starts unloading the sacks. His “especially you” comment just pissed me off though. “What the hell do you mean; especially you?”

  He sighs while running a hand over his face. “I mean that you know you’re beautiful and there are too many people who would want to take advantage of that, it’s not safe. Plus, you’re so tiny it wouldn’t be that hard for them to grab you.”

  I lose a little of my steam after hearing his explanation, but I hate when people underestimate me. I’ve been underestimated my entire life and after a while it starts to get really annoying. “First of all, I’m a big girl and I can take care of myself. I have pepper spray in my pocket and a gun in my Jeep. Not to mention my daddy made damn sure I know how to fight. I may be tiny but I do not need anyone to take care of me.”

  Ace studies me for a moment. “I know that, but it doesn’t mean that people don’t worry about you.”

  I shrug because to be honest, aside from Kenndrix, I’m not sure anyone does worry about me. I wrap my arms around myself because I can feel that lonely cold start gnawing at my stomach. I hate this feeling, I’ve gotten pretty good at ignoring it but every now and then it sneaks up on me. Ace clears his throat. “Thank you for all this and the soup smells amazing.”

  I give him a small smile. “It’s my mama’s recipe. Go l
ie down and I’ll heat you some and bring it to you.”

  “You don’t have to do that Kynlee.”

  I take the bowl from his hands. “I know but I want to. Everyone deserves to be taken care of when they’re sick.” I push him out of the kitchen and watch him as he walks away, every defined muscle of his back moving. I fix a drink and some soup and grab a box of medicine before heading into his room. I notice how neat his apartment is along the way. Ace is laying on his back in a king size bed. I take in his room, it’s so unexpected. Above his king size bed is a monotone picture of a sports car on a race track. He has a small nightstand with a lamp and a Stephen King book on it. His walls are a darker shade of gray with posters of bands and cars on them. He has a bookcase full of music. From the looks of it though the cases are alphabetized, everything in here is just as neat and clean as it is in the other part of the apartment.

  His room is different from what I expected. I feel like I might be behind enemy lines, like I’m seeing a part of Ace that hardly anyone has ever seen.

  ****

  Ace

  I hate letting anyone see me like this, I hate to let anyone take care of me, so lying in here waiting on Kynlee just seems so wrong to me. I shouldn’t have answered the door. When I had looked out the peep hole and saw her standing there, I had almost went back to my bedroom. She had never seen my place and I wasn’t sure I wanted her to. Also, I hated to admit it, but I had missed her over the past few days.