broken trust | k. o'reilly [ON HOLD]

[ seven ]

"Kyle, what are you-"

He holds up his hand and says, "Drunk calling me and telling me you look hot is rude, Rylee. You also could have told me where you were so I didn't have to spend a half hour trying to find where you were."

I blink at him and say, "There's a reason I didn't tell you. This was the reason."

He looks me up and down before he says, "You were right about one thing. You do look hot. So hot."

Kyle's voice is slurred a bit as well. Has he been drinking too? Where was he?

"You yelled at me for drinking and it sounds like you have been too," I point out. "Just saying."

He blinks at me and says, "I was having some drinks with the guys at Adam's. I got an Uber here, don't worry. I didn't drive."

I roll my eyes and say, "I don't want you here. I'm here to find a guy that won't put his dick in someone else just because he was lonely. I don't know why you're here because you did just that."

Kyle leans against the bar, standing very close to me. He plays with a little piece of my hair and he says, "I'm here because I miss you. I don't like that you're here to find another guy."

Drunk Kyle is very forward and confident. If I didn't know he'd been drinking, I would've known now.

I don't look at him as I say, "You don't have to like it, Kyle. You're not my boyfriend anymore and you haven't been for years."

"It doesn't mean that I stopped loving you over the past few years," Kyle says, sliding a hand down between my thighs. I let out a light gasp and look up at him. "I didn't, Rylee. I've wanted to be close to you for years because I still love you. I can't remember if I've told you that or not already. That's why I enjoyed last night so much."

Now he's horny. I mean, I get it because I look hot but Dakota, Shotzi, and Ember are here. I can't just leave to go fuck Kyle again.

He traces shapes into my inner thigh as I stammer, "Maybe I still love you, Kyle. I can't do this again though. My friends-"

"Don't need to know you slipped back to the bathrooms for a few minutes," Kyle says into my ear. That's how close he's standing to me right now. I look over at him, my lips inches away from his. I gently bite my lip. "Don't do that, Rylee. I'll take you right here if you don't stop doing that."

I sigh and look at Kyle. "Why do you do this to me?" I ask. "I'm supposed to hate you."

Kyle points out, "You haven't walked away yet so you're doing this to yourself."

I swallow and stare up at Kyle. He pushes my legs apart on the stool and runs a finger over my clothed core. I let out a shaky sigh and look around to see if anyone's paying attention. Kyle's free hand moves my head back to I'm looking at him. I look between his eyes before I give in. I lean in and kiss him. My heart begins racing in my chest as my lips move against Kyle's. I find myself swerving the chair so Kyle stands between my knees. I pull him closer to me as Kyle slips his tongue into my mouth.

He pulls back a bit after a moment and says, "Bathrooms." I nod and hop off the chair. I take Kyle's hand and lead him back to the bathrooms. I knock on the door of the ladies' room. When there isn't an answer, I open the door and pull Kyle inside. As soon as he's inside, my lips are on his again. I kick the door shut and Kyle presses me against it. I fumble for the lock and eventually get it locked. He picks me up, holding me by my thighs. I cup his face with my hands as he kisses me against the door.

"Counter," I order against his lips. Kyle listens to me and walks over with me wrapped around him. He sits me down on the marble countertop, standing between my legs. My fingers run through his hair and his fingers push up my dress. Then his fingers hook into the waistband of my panties. I lift my ass off the counter so he can pull them off. He throws them to the floor and pulls back from the kiss. He pulls me to the edge of the sink and undoes the belt around his waist before unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down to his knees. His boxers go with them.

I feel him line himself up with my entrance before he pushes himself into me. I sigh softly as his length fills me. My eyes flutter shut as Kyle pushes my dress to the side, exposing one of my breasts. I lean back against the mirror and he kisses my breast. I gasp and let out soft moans. His thrusts speed up and the bathroom is soon filled with my moans and the sound of skin slapping.

"Kyle," I moan out. "Don't stop."

He braces himself on the counter and pants, "Never."

I move my hips and he slides deeper into me. He finds my g-spot and I grab his hand. Kyle laces his fingers with mine as he fucks me on the countertop of the bathroom. My moans grow louder as he pounds into my g-spot. I am pulled closer and closer to an orgasm. My legs begin to shake and my toes curl.

I cum without warning. Kyle follows suit a few seconds later and he pants, falling onto me. We both catch our breath and Kyle buries his face in my neck. I sit up and look at Kyle. "This," I pant. "Can't keep happening."

Kyle looks at me and says, "But it does keep happening. You're just gonna stop it for, what, because you're still mad at me."

"You fucked someone while you were dating me," I say, pushing Kyle off me. I grab my underwear and stand up, fixing myself in the process.

He gets himself fixed up and says, "Four years ago. You wanna know who I've slept with in the past four years? No one, until yesterday when I slept with you. And today, five minutes ago when I was fucking you on the counter. You told me not to stop."

I look at him and say, "I'm drunk and you were making me feel good. Better than I have in years. Of course, I told you not to stop."

Kyle blinks at me and says, "Stop getting drunk then because that seems to be the common denominator here."

"Stop showing up at places while I'm drunk," I say to him before leaving the bathroom.

He follows me and says, "Rylee! Stop."

I start to walk back to the booth where my friends are sitting and say, "Leave me alone, Kyle." I approach the table and grab my things.

Dakota asks, "Everything okay, Ry?"

Shaking my head, I say, "I have to go."

"Rylee," Kyle says behind me. The girls all look at Kyle behind me.

Shotzi says, "Hi, uh, Kyle. Weird seeing you here."

I look back at Kyle and say, "That's why I need to go. He just showed up here."

Kyle jumps in and says, "After you drunk called me."

"Now I'm un-drunk calling you," I say, turning toward him. He stares at me before I walk off. He follows me again. I take my phone out and start calling an Uber.

I call an Uber and it pulls up. Kyle says, "I'm not letting you go in an Uber by yourself."

Not saying a word, I get into the Uber. Kyle gets in beside me and the Uber drives off to my apartment.