Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 9

Kaylee POV 

 "Kaylee. Kaylee. Kaylee, stop. Can I please talk to you?" Chris said for the millionth time. I was ignoring him as I made my way towards my white truck inside of our garage. Today was the day that my grandmother came from California, and I cannot wait to see her. 

"Kay, come on, baby. Listen." He begged as I opened the door to my truck. I tried my best to climb my short self into my driver seat, and I finally ended up doing it before Chris could reach me. Once he did, he stood in the way of me closing the door. "Kaylee, come on, babe."

I scoffed as I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms while looking anywhere but at him. "Kay, I'm sorry. Okay? You know I hate it when you ignore me." 

I still didn't say anything. He sighed before wrapping his arms around my waist, and I stayed in my same position. "Baby, I'm sorry. Your grandma can stay here, okay? Please just talk to me. It's been a week, babe." He kissed my neck, but I stayed as still as a statue. It was going to take more than kisses and cuddles to make me talk to him again.

"Kay, look at me." He said. I stared straight ahead in annoyance. He grabbed my face and turned my head towards him. I could see the desperation in his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I was just being upset for nothing, and I apologize. I love you." He pleaded. 

I sighed. "Chris, you got mad at me for no reason. I don't know what made you upset, but that doesn't mean you have to push me away everytime you feel like it." 

He turned my body more towards him before wrapping my legs around his waist. I automatically wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I don't know why, it's a habit. 

"Alright, I'm sorry. You forgive me?" He kissed my lips. 

"I guess, Chris. You better be nice when I come back. I'm serious. You know how I get when it comes to my grandma, and you know how she is." 

He nodded his head. "Okay, fine. Can I get some tonight, though?" 

I chuckled. "Tuh! Boy, no. You better get gone. You not getting off that easy, Chris."

He whined as he rubbed my waist. "Kay, come on! I'm about to catch blue balls in a minute." 

I fake pouted as I grabbed his chin. "Aww, I'm sorry to hear that, baby. But no. Now move, you making me late." 

"Can I at least finger you real quick before you go?"

I scrunched my face up. "Boy, bye." I giggled as his hand touched my V through my jogger shorts. "Chris, stop."

"Kaylee, quit playing games." 

"Chris, I got to go, baby. She's going to be here in a couple hours, and there's going to be traffic on the way to the airpo-- Oh my God!"

 He pulled my shorts down before rubbing on me through my lace panties. He started sucking on my neck. "Chris, come on. I gotta go, babe." I tried my hardest not to moan. 

"Just for a little bit, Kay." He said against my neck. 

"Chris, nooo." 

He started going lower. "I'm not gonna stop, Kay. Might as well give up." 

"Nope! No, Chris! I really gotta go. I g-gotta go g-get some gas, I-I n-need to beat traffic. A-and u-uh.... Shiittt!" 

I froze once I felt his tongue lick me through my panties. "Mm, shit. Fuck, Chris." I moaned. He moved my panties to the side and he started licking faster. "Damnit, Chris!" He added his finger, and something made me come fast. He cleaned it all up before coming back up to pull me into a lustful kiss.