Our Secret To Keep.

Chapter Twenty - I Hope She Isn't Too Much Of A Problem.

Kade

Blythe and I just finished our meals. I ordered a bottle of their best wine for after. I move from my seat across from her and take the spot next to her in the booth.

Blythe raises her brow at me, "Can I help you?"

I rest my hand on her thigh and my lips at her ear, "Yes. I wanted to be closer." I whisper and run my hand up her thigh, kissing below her ear.

She moans. I smirk and pull my lips away but keep my hand in place on her thigh. She turns her head to look at me.

"So, you are using it as an excuse to kiss and touch me?" she asks.

I don't reply with words. I cover her lips with mine. She doesn't fight against it and kisses back. She places her hand on my cheek. I groan into it and squeeze her thigh, causing her to whimper against my lips. I use my other hand to slip my fingers into her hair.

The kiss becomes heated quickly. The sound of someone clearing their throat makes us pull apart—the waiter with our wine.

Blythe giggles, "Sorry."

"Your win." He smiles, pouring us a glass before setting the bottle on the table.

We thank him, and he disappears.

"Poor guy was all flustered." I chuckle.

"I noticed." She snickers and takes a sip from her glass.

I do the same. I pick the menu to look at the dessert list.

"Do you want dessert? There are a few different options."

Blythe places her hand on my thigh and runs it up my crotch, palming me through my trousers. I groan, and my cock stirs to life.

"I was promised dessert back at yours." She purrs.

"Mmm, yes, I did." I breathe out.

"You have the answer to the question then, huh?" she laughs and draws her hand away.

I would much prefer to eat her sweet pussy than any other sweet treat.

"We can finish our wine and head out."

We will need to walk or take a taxi. We have been drinking, so no one can drive. We will have to leave them at the restaurant and pick them up tomorrow.

"Mmm, I will look forward to it." She replies and takes my lips in hers.

Her lips always feel good. They are addictive. If she continues to kiss me, we aren't going to finish our wine because I will pay the bill and drag her out of here. She smirks and pulls back. She leans against the booth and drinks her wine. She knows what she is doing.

Blythe slips her foot under my trouser leg and rubs it. The hairs on my legs stand up.

"Blythe, behave," I warn.

Her lips curl into a smirk. "Why would I do that? I thought you knew, but now I don't like to behave."

"If you don't stop, we won't finish our wine because I will drag you out of here," I growl.

She reaches in and trails her lips along my neck, "Maybe that is my plan." She whispers seductively into my ear, her hand brushing over my bulge.

I growl loudly and pull away. "I will pay the bill."

I jump to my feet and rush over to the bar to pay. I give a generous tip before I return to the table. Blythe hasn't moved. She is sitting back and casually drinking her wine.

"Can we go now?" I ask impatiently.

She shakes her head. "This wine is lovely. I am going to finish my wine first, " she says sweetly.

I groan in frustration. "Blythe!" I whine.

She chuckles, "So impatient."

"You were the one teasing to encourage me to leave." I protest and cross my arms over my chest.

"You are acting like you haven't been laid in months."

I reach down, my hands at each side of her body on the seat.

"I can't help myself with you. Since our first night together, I can't help but crave you and that tight pussy of yours." I rasp in a hushed tone.

She whimpers and grips onto the edge of the seat.

"My cock is eager to feel you wrapped around him."

She shifts in her seat, losing her fight against me. She is breaking.

"W-w-we should go."

I stand back and smirk, "Yes, I like that plan better."

She downs the last of her wine. I offer her hand, which she takes and allows me to bring her to her feet. I bring her against me and kiss her roughly, swatting her ass. She gasps into the kiss before we part.

"We will need to hail or call a taxi. You should let me go out first in case my sister stalked one of us here." She sighs.

I forgot about Beth for a while. I really hope she doesn't become too much of a problem for me—not only for me but also for whatever is developing between Blythe and me.

I nod. "Okay."

"If I don't come in in a few minutes, then we are safe."

She pecks my lips and heads outside before me. I swear she better not be outside. I tap my foot against the floor as I wait. Blythe doesn't return. I take that as my cue to go outside. I see her waiting by a taxi. I rush over, and we climb in.

"Your place or mine?" she asks.

I give the driver my address. When he gets us on our way, I move my lips to Blythe's ears.

"Tell me, baby girl. Are you as ready for me as I am for you?" I ask and rub her between her thighs, over her clothing.

She bites roughly on her lip to stop any noises from escaping from her lips. "Yes." She whispers.

"Good. I can't wait to bury my tongue inside your pussy again."

The thoughts of it is enough to make my cock throb.

"Mmm, I can't wait either. You are good with your tongue. Nearly as good as I am with my mouth."

Fuck! That is the truth. She is so damn good at sucking cock. The best, even.

"You may need to remind me."

"I will see how your good work is first." She teases.

"Oh, sweetness, you know what I am capable of," I reply and kiss her.

It is short and sweet. I don't want to make the driver uncomfortable. The ride back to mine seems like forever, but it doesn't usually take this long. The driver finally comes to a stop outside of my place. I thanked the driver and paid. I climb out first, and Blythe is quick on my heels.

I grab her hand and drag her into my building and towards my apartment. I fondle with the keys but manage to get us inside. I close the door behind us and push her back to it. I crash my lips down on hers in a heated kiss. Blythe kisses back in the same manner.

"You have no idea all the things I want to do you." I groan and attack her neck with my lips.

She cries out, "I am ready for everything you have to offer."

Oh, it is going to be a late night! Something we are both ready for.