ou plan on standing in my doorway staring at me?”
Nick came in and kicked the door closed and started to follow her. His brain started to work a little, and he remembered to turn and lock her door. His blood had vacated the rest of his body and all moved to his erection. Nick took a few breaths to try to calm his reaction to her. It didn’t work. He’d planned to just see her for a moment, hug her, and maybe get a kiss. His hormones had different plans, and it was partially her fault.
Kalilah was currently wearing black patent leather Mary-Jane shoes, white knee-high stockings, a plaid skirt that barely covered her ass, and a white crop top shirt that tied under her breasts with a deep v; it was practically a bra. Underneath, she wore and black lacy push-up bra that made her breasts scream “touch me.” Her flat stomach and back were completely exposed showing him a lot of her reddish-brown skin. She had on a black lace choker and her hair was in two wavy pigtails. Her make-up was a smoky eye and scarlet red lips.
Nick hissed, “Were you doing research again?”
Kalilah nodded. “Yup. I decided to spice up a weekday. Got great material tonight. Apparently, the naughty school girl is still a big hit.” She turned and opened the fridge. “Do you want something to drink?”
She bent over to reach a ginger ale on the bottom shelf. She was wearing matching lacy black boy shorts that were designed to not fully cover her fantastic ass cheeks. That was the last straw. Nick stalked to Kalilah and placed his hands on her hips. He ground his hardness on her ass while he traced a finger down her spine.
“Nick…” she moaned.
Nick let her stand, and he turned her around. He took the soda out of her hand and placed it on the counter behind Kalilah. Her pupils were dilated, and her lips were slightly parted. Nick traced her bottom lip with his thumb.
He leaned in close and murmured, “You don’t play fair.” He breathed in her scent.
Kalilah smiled; she was a smart ass at heart. “So, I take it the naughty school girl is one of your favorites, too?”
His lips were almost touching hers. “Yes, but anything you wear will be my favorite.”
Nick crushed his lips against hers. She didn’t resist and returned his kiss with equal passion. Nick pressed her against the refrigerator and trapped her with his body. He changed the angle and deepened the kiss; Kalilah moaned. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tangled her fingers in his hair. Nick’s hands traveled down her body and squeezed her ass under her skirt. He needed her to feel what she did to him. He lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, aligning his cock with her warm center.
Would I have been able to do that three weeks ago? Nick thought.
Kalilah broke the kiss and moaned.
“Oh, Nick…”
He used the opportunity to nibble on her neck and collarbone. He untied her shirt and ripped it open. Her lace clad breasts greeted him. Nick growled and grazed one of her nipples with his teeth and licked the bud through the fabric. She rubbed herself against his cock in response. The friction made Nick’s heart beat faster.
Nick was losing control. The need for her was pushing him over the edge of reason. He’d only come to see her for a moment.
“I want you so bad,” Nick rasped in her ear. Kalilah reached between them and tugged at the hem of his shirt. Nick wrapped his hand around her wrist. “Not yet. Not now.”
Kalilah let out a frustrated sigh. “Put me down.”
Nick complied. Kalilah pushed past him, kicked off her shoes, and headed to her room.
Nick rubbed his hands through his hair and took a deep breath to ease the tightness in his chest. He was doing it again. Meg used to get frustrated like that before she started verbally attacking him. It would break his heart if he saw the same fate with Kalilah. He cared about her – worried that he would lose her forever if she made it to her room.
“Kalilah. Wait…”
She held up a hand and continued to walk.
Nick followed her and reached for her hand. He was hurt when she pulled away.
“Kalilah,” Nick tried again.
“Not now, Nick! Don’t touch me.”
Nick flinched like she’d just hit him. “Kalilah…Please. Don’t act like Meg.”
Nick knew that it was the wrong thing to say the moment it left his mouth.
Kalilah turned to him in the living room. Her eyes flashed with anger.
“Don’t ever compare me to that bitch. Do you understand?”