Please

Chapter 11-Kaleb, Please

"I cant hold your hand if they're both full." Kaleb explains to me as he takes my now free hand and laces our fingers together. My cheeks turn a light pink but I dont try to pull away as we walk up to the elevators and he swipes his card to the one that takes him to the penthouse apartment.

"The best view in the city." I whisper to myself with a smirk as we start rising up.

Chapter 11-

We get up to the apartment a couple moments later and it opens up much like mine does but this one has floor-to-ceiling windows that over-look Central Park and the heart of New York City, even though it was far enough up that no one could hear the hustle and bustle of life.

"I missed this view." I sighed as I slipped my Converse off at the door and set my cap on top of them.

"It never left." Kaleb whispers to himself but I still end up hearing it and my chest tightens.

I dont reply; instead I take our food to his presteine kitchen and start pulling things out.

"Whoa now." He slides up behind me and wraps his arms around each of my sides so he grab the boxes and set them away from me.

"What are you doing, Kaleb?" I laugh as I try reaching for them but he swats my hands away.

"Get whatever you want to drink and get me water and go to the table." He orders in a kind tone and I sigh but nod and do as he asks.

"May I ask why you're doing this?" I call from the table and his response is muffled.

"Im trying to seduce you with food. Is it working?" He says as he brings my plate to me.

He has it covered with two breadsticks and a little cup of honey butter, a small cup of potato soup, and the entree he had ordered for me prior to picking me up.

"I do believe it is." I respond and let him set it in front of me, waiting patiently as he goes to get his own plate and join me with silverware for the both of us.

"Good." he laughs and we start to eat, making idle chat as we devour the meal. Overall it takes about thirty minutes and a shared piece of cheesecake to finish everything.

"I got the dishes, go pick out something to watch." Kaleb pushes me gently out of the kitchen with a hand to the small of my back.

"You're so bossy." I grumble as I make my way to the living room where his small movie collection rests against both side of the walls.

WELL, SMALLER THAN MINE.

"You pick something yet?" I hear him yell and I yell back that I hadnt.

"Well get to looking!" He snarks and I roll my eyes as I bend down and start going through all of his movie titles.

Eventually I get the Hangover trilogy and pull it out of the stack with a wicked grin. I get the first DVD in before Kaleb makes it out and plop down onto the couch.

"That wasnt suspicious at all." He comments as he grabs a blanket and lifts me out of the way so he can lay down behind me and pull me against his chest.

"It's a good movie, you'll be fine." I reply and cuddle back against him as I lay my head against my arm.

He grabs his remote to turn the light off and then starts to twirl strands of my hair around his fingers.

I sighed happily and pushed back into his touch, moaning softly in the back of my throat.

"You really like having your hair played with, dont you?" Kaleb whispers in my ear as he tugs lightly.

I can only nod my assent as my eyes flutter shut.

"I'll have to keep that in mind then." He muttered to himself.

"It'll be a good idea to do that." I gasp quietly as he lays back against the cushions and pulls me on top of him.

The rest of the movie continues like that-him playing with my hair and tugging every once in a while and me trying not to let him know how much it was actually effecting me.

By the time the first Hangover movie was finished, I had had just about enough of his teasing.

"Kaleb..." I whisper, pulling away from where my head was tucked into his neck to look at him.

"Yes, love?" He asks innocently, looking up at me and batting his lashes.

"If you dont kiss me right now, I swear I wont talk to you for a week." I tell him and his eyes widen before he wraps a hand around the back of my neck and tugs me down to connect our lips together quickly.

I collpase against his chest with an hand on each side of his head as he work our lips together in a pleasured rhythm. His hands trail along my skin teasingly before they end up resting on my hips, his fingers digging into my skin over my jeans. I move to my forearms and wrap both fingers into his hair and tug getnly, causing a moan to erupt from his lips that sent a shiver right down my spine to pool heat in my stomach. Kaleb then moves his hands to where they wrap around my thighs so he could move them so I would be straddling his hips.

"Kaleb..." I moan quietly, licking against his lips as I get my hands under the back of his shirt to drag my nails along his shoulders.

"I know, baby girl, I know." He whispers back hoarsely, gripping my hair and wrapping it around his fist to tug my head back and expose my throat. A loud groan leaves my mouth as he attaches his lips to my skin and sucks a deep purple mark at the crook of my neck and shoulder.

"Please." I whimper, rocking against him in the hopes that it would make him hurry up and get on with it.

"Alright." He tugs the blanket off of us and is standing within the next few seconds, my legs tight around his hips and both of my arms around his neck, gripping his shoulders.