One MONTH Nightstand

Chapter 7

"Dylan Im cold!" KC whined as her lips quivered accordingly.

"And whose fault was that miss?" Dylan asked dully. 

"Uhm... Our swimming pool's icy cold water??" KC answered seriously.

"It's your fault and you know it," Dylan stressed. "You're in the pool for far too long."

"I'm going to catch a cold right this very minute and you're not even worried!"

"Haha. Nobody died out of colds yet KC," Dylan couldn't help but grin.

"Well theres always a first time for everything. If I die tonight Im going to rise from the dead and make your life a living hell," she warned.

"Nice concept. You know I could make a game titled ,"Zombie arising""

"I'm too pretty to become a zombie," KC pouted.

Dylan lingered in her room. It's way past dinnertime,

"KC I better go, My mom would be wondering if I'm sleeping over again."

"Then why don't you? Call your mom and tell him you are."

"What?! I don't want to!." Dylan huffed. I don't want to stay in your house no matter how big knowing that it will be just the two of us, he thought inwardly. Swell. Mrs Bakers and the security people don't count.

"Are you afraid of what the neighbors will think??" KC asked jokingly.

I'm more afraid of what will I do. "I couldn't care less!" Dylan countered but he felt himself blush. He doesn't know why.

'Well I do," KC smirked. "And so will Mrs Bakers. So you better go home first. Pretend to wolf down your dinner and sneak back here. I'll be waiting for you at my window." KC instructed.

Dylan's eyes bugged. No fucking way!! Dylan thought. What was he a teenager? Sneaking on some girls window? If he goes home he'll never return back.

"Go home. If you're not here within 30 minutes," KC said checking her watch. "I'll come and get you." She smirked reading his thoughts. Well the warning is genuine. He didn't doubt it for a second.

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Dylan woke up perspiring like hell. His heart was hammering against his chest like he had runned the 500 meter dash. Something heavy was laying against his chest causing him to catch his breath. He groped for it in the dark.

Long silky hair. Shoulders that were cold. Someone sneezed.

Somebody turned off his aircon that's why he was perspiring like mad. And somebody closed his windows.

"Dylan Im so cold," KC murmured as she shifted positions. Now her hand lay dangling near "his" and his body throbbed in response.

The coldness transferred to him in an instant. KC's soft body. In his bed. Her head in his chest. Her hand grasp his. He held on tight. Jesus KC what the hell are you doing?!

"KC!! What the f*ck are you doing," Dylan hissed. KC must have sneaked back in his room when he didn't return to hers.

KC opened her eyes and seem to be disoriented. She sneezed again.

"Dylan..... I'm so cold... "

Well if she's cold then he felt hot. Friendship be damned! But Dylan couldn't control the urge any longer. Dylan hugged her back tightly .His mouth search for hers in the dark. Dylan expected her to resist. He hadn't expected her to kiss him back. Just as hungrily as he was. They lip locked like there's no tomorrow. Dylan felt her soft hand travelling his back while her other hand travelled down his thighs.

"Fucking hot!" Dylan muttered under his breath as he wretched himself away from KC's soft lips. He look at her vulnerable state. He could see thru her white tshirt that her nipples were now hard.

"KC??" he whispered hoarsely as if asking for permission. KC nodded.

He bowed down and bit into her tshirt just above her breast. She moaned. She didn't protest when he raised her shirt to expose her naked body. She shivered. Dylan bowed down again this time taking the tip into his mouth. Her body arched in response. Her hands grasp his hair and pulled him closer to her chest.

"Aaaaah! Dylan." She moaned. He moved, his hands hooking on her panties, tugging it down harshly. His hand replaced where moments ago was her underwear. She squirmed. He raised himself a fraction and gently parted her legs. Jesus. She was so wet and he wanted to be inside her fast.

"KC. Are you sure?? I mean this isn't just a one night stand...." He asked hoarsely.

KC nodded again. "Yeah," she managed to croak.

He fused his mouth upon hers as he gently and very slowly eased himself upon her. The moment she felt his tip she went stark white.

"Ah! Dylan... stop it.. It hurts... It hurts..."KC said in horror as she felt a slit of pain very slowly dawning on her like a paper tearing down.

Dylan stopped. Indecisive. He hushed KC's wailings. "KC I promise it would get better babe..."

"NO! Please stop. Please stop." KC said vehemently.

Dylan doesn't have a choice but to stop. He looked at her and waited for his throbbing manhood to subside. Moments later he heard her sobbing. He immediately hugged her.

"Shhhh KC its okay..."

"No its not. I'm sorry Dylan.. I'm just not ready yet. Give me time."

He closed his eyes. For you KC, I'll give a lifetime.