I was so screwed.
“Come have a shot with us,” she said, grabbing Trent by the hand and leading him to the bar. Erik followed, wasting no time seeing that Kayla and the other girl were all by themselves.
I hung back, still sorting through some weird thoughts and uncomfortable feelings, when I watched Ian walk over to my sister. For just a moment Addie looked panicked. Then she turned on her smile and hugged him. It was a little awkward. Like two strangers instead of longtime friends.
Ian and Addie started their own conversation while Trent and Erik started talking to Simone and her friends.
I made my way over to Simone, placing my hands on her waist again, and spoke into her ear. “Happy birthday, Simone. I’m sorry I didn’t realize earlier.”
“Thank you, Kyle,” she said, spinning around to face me. She placed her hand on my chest, and leaned in for a hug.
Her touch felt amazing, and like many times before, I felt my heart speed up and I could feel every contact point her body made with mine. I had to be honest, hearing her say my name in that moment was a huge turn-on. When she pulled away, we stared at each other for a few moments before I removed my hands from her waist. She eventually slid her hand off my body as well, and goosebumps broke along my skin. Shit, I needed to control my reactions to her touch or I was going to give myself away soon.
“You want to sit down?” she inquired, climbing up on a stool and pointing to the empty one next to her.
I was in jeans and a plain black T-shirt, but I felt like I was wearing a damn parka. Didn’t the club have the air conditioning on to counter all the people inside? Knowing I needed a little breathing room before I did anything stupid, I mumbled something that she couldn’t possibly understand, let alone hear, and walked over to Trent and Erik.
“I’ll be right back,” I told them. They barely registered what I’d said, too engrossed in Kayla and the other woman. When I glanced over at Simone, she had a quiet expression on her face as her gaze met mine. She wore the same expression from when I’d kissed her, except this time, I saw disappointment. Could that be right? She gave me a small smile and turned around to face the bar. I knew my hasty departure was odd and might have hurt her feelings when she’d been so happy just a few minutes ago, but I had to take a break from standing next to her. I headed toward the back of the club where the restrooms were. My mind couldn’t focus on anything except how beautiful she looked and the thoughts running through my head were not appropriate at all.
After I returned a few minutes later, I watched the guys put away another round of drinks. If we were going to continue to hang out with the girls, I decided to stay away from the alcohol. I was already having a difficult time controlling myself; I didn’t need to add any liquor to the mix. We all decided to move to the dance floor where Erik immediately pulled Addie to dance with him, and I was glad to see her laughing and not so tense. After her talk with Ian, they’d both migrated to opposite ends of our merged groups at the bar, like they’d had their obligatory ‘talk’ and now it was time to keeping avoiding each other. I didn’t get it, but I had my own problems to deal with. Ian and Kayla started dancing together and then Trent went over to Ashley, the other girl in their group. That left Simone and me dancing together.
For the first couple of songs we kept a respectable distance between us, barely touching at all. Soon, Addie, Erik, Kayla and Ian left us to go get more drinks at the bar. Trent appeared to be interested in a hook up with Ashley. They had moved off to a dark corner of the dance floor. And I was perfectly happy to see him go off with her.
Simone seemed to be enjoying the dancing and I didn’t want to make her stop so I chose to stay out here with her. There was no way I was going to allow any other guy in the club to dance with her. She looked way too hot to be left unattended.
The next song that came on had a slower beat, and without a second thought, I moved closer to her, slipping my arms around her from behind. For just a moment I felt her stiffen in my hold, but then she relaxed. I looked over her shoulder in the direction I had seen Trent go and saw he was in full make-out mode with Ashley so I didn’t have to worry about him seeing us. The bar was on the other side of the club and I was sure the rest of our friends couldn’t see us, either.
We started to move together to the beat, her ass slightly grinding against my groin, giving me an instant hard-on. If she kept doing what she was doing, she was going to know right away what was on my mind. I leaned my head forward and whispered in her ear, “Is this okay?” I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable. As far as I knew, she hadn’t so much as gone on a single date since leaving Brad.
“It’s totally okay,” she answered out of breath, and I wasn’t sure if that was because of the dancing or because of how I was affecting her. I hoped it was the latter.
We continued to move and she snaked her right arm up around the back of my neck, pulling me even closer to her. I started trailing my hand up and down her side. She was playing with the hair on the back of my head while continuing to grind on me. I could tell she was feeling something between us as well. Unable to resist any longer, I placed my lips on the side of her neck.
I could feel the small vibrations of her moans as I continued to assault her with kisses. Suddenly, she turned in my arms wrapping both arms around my neck.
“Please don’t stop,” she pleaded while looking up at me. Before I knew what possessed me, I slammed my lips over hers and started kissing her deeply. It took just a moment for her to start returning the kiss, her tongue meeting mine stroke for stroke. As soon as we took a breath, the song stopped and a much faster one came one. We broke apart and stared at each other. The beat of the music made the tension between us that much more palpable. She also didn’t look like she hated me kissing her; in fact, she was moving toward me again, her eyes on my mouth like she wanted more.
I’d spent weeks—months—debating with myself about my feelings for Simone and how to deal with them. I could choose to not see her at all, but that wasn’t really an option. I couldn’t abandon her and Stella like that, just because I couldn’t control myself. So instead, this was me, taking a risk, a chance, and hoping it didn’t blow up in my face.
“I need some fresh air, you want to come out back with me?” I asked, feeling overwhelmingly hot now. I needed a moment to think, and give Simone a chance to think, too.
“Sure,” she said, sounding a little flustered from our short make-out session.
I knew I was probably confusing her, having left abruptly at the bar earlier, and stopping us now, but Simone made me feel like I had no game whatsoever. I grabbed her hand and led her through the crowd and out the back of the club. As soon as we opened the door, a blast of ocean air hit us slightly cooling the heat we had been feeling. I looked at Simone closely and saw red tinting her cheeks.
“Look, I’m sorry if I pushed you too far in there. You look beautiful and your dancing is extremely sexy…” I trailed off. I knew she was in a vulnerable place, and I didn’t want to make her feel pressured into anything.
“You think I look beautiful?” she asked, beaming up at me like that was the first time she’d ever heard it. I still remembered Jim’s birthday party and Brad’s ridiculous comment about her body.
“You’re gorgeous,” I told her, meaning every word. I couldn’t believe this woman in front of me could ever doubt her beauty. Then I remembered whom she had been married to. I’m sure he never made an effort to give her any sort of compliment. Knowing how her childhood had been, it was very likely she rarely heard any form of praise.
I bent down slightly to meet her eyes. “You are the most beautiful woman here tonight. It took everything in my power to not get carried away back there,” I told her honestly.
She glanced up at me again, moving closer to my body. “I think I might have enjoyed you getting carried away, Mr. O’Neill,” she whispered, and damn if that didn’t make me harder.
“Oh really?” I asked right before meeting her lips with
mine yet again. I had her pinned against the building, my hands traveling up her sides before brushing over her breasts.
She started moaning against my mouth just like she had been moaning on the dance floor. She had my self-control hanging on by a thread. Kissing her wasn’t going to be enough.
“I really want to take you home with me tonight,” I told her, taking a break, both of us panting.
“I really want to go home with you,” she said, making me smile.
I grabbed her hand and led her back inside. “We should see what everyone else is doing,” I said, moving us quickly through the club.
I dropped her hand as we approached our group. Ian informed me that Trent had already left with Ashley. Everyone else looked ready to leave so we all headed toward the door. Addie and Kayla were both pretty drunk, and being the responsible brother I was, I offered to let everyone stay at my house. I may have had an ulterior motive for the offer. I hadn’t been able to think of any other way to get Simone back to my house without raising suspicions. Erik was going to head home since he had to be at the racetrack in the morning, but Ian was coming back to my place since he was crashing there until he got settled into his own place.
We managed to snag a cab with enough room for all five of us. It was a fairly quiet ride. In the back, Ian, Kayla, and Addie were half asleep already. With Simone next to me for the twenty-minute ride, I had to remind myself to not lean over and touch her or keep staring at her legs.
Once we pulled up to my house, I had Ian help me get both Kayla and Addie inside. I had three extra bedrooms, but Ian was already occupying one. All the bedrooms were on the second floor, mine at the front of the house facing the ocean. Ian had decided he wanted the one at the far end of the house since we both appreciated our privacy. I put Kayla and Addie in the room next to Ian’s, and Simone in the one next to mine.
Addie and Kayla were passed out the minute their heads hit the pillows. I made sure they were comfortable before closing the door behind me. Ian immediately retreated to his bedroom, leaving Simone and me alone. Finally.
“Do you want some water?” I asked, leading her back down the stairs to my kitchen.
“Yes, please,” she answered behind me.
We sat at my kitchen island making small talk, the heat between us having cooled down a bit after driving home and getting everyone settled.
“I love the sound of the ocean, you’re so lucky to hear it from here,” she said softly, her eyes never leaving mine.
“It sounds even better up on the roof. Come on, let me show you,” I said, grabbing her hand and pulling her up both flights of stairs. I directed her to the half wall that was at the edge of the deck.
As she stood there, I moved in behind her, caging her in with my arms resting on the railing. I knew she could feel me directly behind her by the way her body tensed for just a moment. I wondered if I made her nervous or if it was something else. There was so much about Simone I still didn’t know. She was reserved with most people, but not as much if she felt comfortable around them—like Marla, Jim, and Trent. I knew with a childhood like hers, without having any stable figures in her life, that some part of you never really outgrew the damage done when you were younger. I was glad that she was seeing Stephanie, and working out some of those issues, and I had seen a huge improvement over the past few months. She was more open and confident, and coming out of her shy, quiet shell.
“Oh, this is beautiful,” she said on a long sigh. She swiveled her head around, staring in the direction of the pier that was lit up. Against the dark sky it shined brilliantly.
“Absolutely beautiful,” I said, not taking my eyes off of her.
She turned to face me when she felt my breath on her neck. Even though our faces were only a couple inches apart I couldn’t move away. I knew moving things this fast was risky. She was Trent’s sister-in-law, well, ex sister-in-law, and he was extremely protective of her. She also had a child, and while I adored Stella, I wasn’t sure I was ready for that kind of responsibility. But at the same time, I couldn’t seem to make myself pull away from her.
The lust in her eyes wasn’t helping my resolve either. She looked at my mouth, licking her own lips, giving me all the signals that she wanted more as well. She had totally been into it when we had been kissing on the dance floor and she apparently wanted a repeat. Feeling a bit more daring now that we were alone, I leaned down so our lips could meet. I was planning on taking it slow and kissing her gently, but then she grabbed my hair and pulled me closer, thrusting her tongue in my mouth. She tasted so good, and I loved how confident she was in this moment. She knew what she wanted and right now she wanted me.
Even so, I was reminded of the fact that she had been drinking earlier. I didn’t want this night to turn into a huge regret for her. I broke our kiss and she looked at me in confusion.
I almost laughed at her huffy frown. “Why do you keep stopping, Kyle?”
“How much did you have to drink tonight?” I asked.
“Only two the whole night. I really don’t like to drink,” she answered, arching her body again. I believed her. She had definitely not shown any signs of being intoxicated.
“I want to make sure you aren’t drunk,” I explained to her, being the good, honorable lawyer that I was. “I want this, but I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
“Kyle, I want this just as badly as you do. Please don’t stop again,” she whispered.
With that, all of my resolve was gone and I pulled her over to one of the lounge chairs. Sitting down, I directed her to straddle me, which caused her dress to ride up a bit on her hips. I could feel the heat between her legs, which just spurred me on.
We continued to kiss with my hands roving up and down her back, sides, and smooth legs. When she started unbuttoning my shirt I knew she was ready to move this forward. Following her lead, I pushed the shoulder straps of her dress down her arms revealing her black, lacy bra. It was strapless and presented her large breasts right in front of my face. I bent my head down and placed gentle kisses along the top of her amazing tits.
Her soft moans continued to turn me on so I unhooked her bra, throwing it aside so that she was exposed to me. Her nipples were a dark rose color and hard. Taking one in my mouth I sucked on it roughly, making her throw her head back in ecstasy.
While I was focused on her breasts, she started grinding down on my cock that was trying to make his presence known. I brought one hand down to reach between her legs, trying to supply the friction she was desperately seeking. As soon as my fingers touched her silk panties I could tell she how aroused she was. Moving them to the side, I started rubbing my fingers through her wetness.
“Oh, Kyle, that feels so good, but I need more,” she said breathlessly.
Listening to her command, I gently pushed two fingers inside her, using my thumb to rub her clit. Balancing herself with her hands behind my head, and her feet on the ground, she started riding my fingers. Watching her use my hand to bring her to orgasm was making me hard as granite. I just wanted to see her come before sinking myself inside her. I could feel her pussy grip my fingers as her body started to convulse. She nearly collapsed onto me, but caught herself with her hands on my shoulders, and our gazes locked. Every time we looked into each other’s eyes, I felt a connection to her that took my breath away. The first time we’d ever met, our gazes had met like this. Back then, she’d been off limits, but she’d always stayed on my mind.
“That was amazing,” she said, her voice hoarse and her breathing still fast. She closed her eyes, coming off the euphoric high she had just been on.
When she came back down, she moved her hands to my pants and started to unbuckle them. Slowly pulling the zipper down, I didn’t know how much more of her teasing I could take.
“You’re killing me here, babe,” I said as I lifted my hips so she could push both my pants and boxers down. I heard her gasp when she first caught sight of my dick… and what an ego boost that was.
H
er small fingers reached out and wrapped around my hard length. She shuffled backwards and placed her knees between my thighs. With a one last quick glance up at my face she lowered her head and licked the drop of pre-come off my tip. That earned her a deep groan as I tried to keep my hands fisted at my side. I wanted her to lead this, take things at her own pace. After a couple more strokes with her hand, she placed her lips around my cock and went all the way down ‘til I felt myself hit the back of her throat.
“Holy shit, Simone!” I exclaimed as she came back up off me. She seemed pleased with the torture she was putting me through, and she went back down my length and then started sucking me off with just the right pressure and rhythm. It only took a couple minutes before I felt like I was going to shoot my load. Not wanting to finish in her mouth, I pulled her up off of me.
“If you don’t stop, I’m going to come,” I gritted out, my whole body tight.
“Isn’t that the point?” she asked with a chuckle.
“Tonight, I don’t want to do that until I’m deep inside you,” I told her, making her blush a deep crimson. But I could see the eagerness in her eyes, her need obvious as she pulled her dress off, along with her panties.
Kicking off my pants the rest of the way, along with my shoes, I gently flipped her over so she was lying on her back on the chair. Right now, I was grateful I had spent the money to buy the most comfortable loungers I could find. Lifting up my pants, I rummaged in the pocket so I could grab my wallet. It had been awhile since I’d hooked up with anyone—not since Simone asked for help with her divorce—but I always made sure to have a condom with me. I never fucked anyone without one.
I placed the wrapper between my teeth and maneuvered so I was kneeling between her spread legs. That gave me a clear view of her pussy. Even though it was dark out I could see her glistening in the moonlight. I ripped the wrapper open and rolled the latex down my shaft.
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