Beyond the Silence (Nyle Dimarco fan-Fiction)

Chapter 8

Selena

I jump up and cover myself quickly. I feel my face blazing. I grab my shirt and throw it on. Gilbert is still standing there staring like deer caught in the headlights.

"June go into the kitchen. I'll be right there." I say.

"Fine cousin! I told you to call me Gilbert. Hurry I have an appointment with a client." he says as he leaves the room.

I look over and see Nyle sleeping peacefully. I begin to get off the bed. I go around the front of the bed and look back at Nyle. He is now awake and beaming at me. He crooks his finger and calls me over to him. I go over to him and he grabs my hand and kisses it.

"Morning Beautiful." He signs.

"Morning handsome." I sign back and smile. He kisses my lips. "We have a bit of a problem."

"What?" he signs with concern all over his face.

"Gilbert saw us together and me shirtless." he laughs. "It's not funny Nyle. I think he is mad at me."

"Why would he be mad?"

"I don't know. "I'll be right back."

"Wait help me up. I have to go to the bathroom." I help him up and he pulls me close. His hand goes into my hair. He kisses me crazy and bites my bottom lip. "I'll be out there in a minute." I nod.

I go to the kitchen and find Gilbert. He is pacing back and forth. He looks at me and looks away quickly.

"Gilbert. Please don't be mad at me" I say.

"Sel I am not mad. It's just weird. You're like a baby sister to me and he is my best friend. If this goes bad than I'll be in the middle."

"Gilbert I don't even know what is going on. We like each other's company and it felt nice to be in his arms. Cousin he was a mess last night."

"What? Really?"

"Christine really screwed him up badly?"

"He seemed ok last night?"

"He wasn't. We spent the whole night talking and watching movies."

"Let me guess Disney?"

"Yup. You know me so well." I laugh.

"A little too well now. I saw you half naked. I'll have nightmares for years." He laughs.

As if on cue Nyle walks out wearing a fitted white t-shirt and low rise jogger sweat pants. He is barefoot and even his feet are sexy. He smiles at me and looks at Gilbert.

"I am sorry Gilbert. I crossed the line." he signs.

"I don't care. You guys can do whatever this is your doing. But if either one of you gets hurt I am gonna have to kill both of you." He signs.

"So... you're ok with me smooching your cousin?" Nyle signs and laughs. Gilbert shakes his head.

"Nyle!" I sign and laugh. "Where are you going Gilbert?"

"I have a meeting with Sean and Mario about the Gala." Gilbert signs.

" Gala?" I sign.

"Yeah. Nyle's Fundraiser Gala."

"Oh that sounds fancy." I sign.

" Yeah I am meeting Sean here tomorrow too." Nyle says.

"I got to get moving. I am already really late." Gilbert signs and walks out of the house.

We stand in the kitchen and the air is crackling between us. He closes the space between us and he grabs me in a embrace. He kissed me passionately almost as if he can't get enough because I know I can't. I pull away and stroke his face.

" Are you hungry?" I sign.

"Not for food." He signs. I give him a look. "Ok. Ok. I am."

"Belgian waffles?"

"Really? He signs. I nod. "Your gonna make me so fat." He laughs.

I get started in the kitchen. He sits in the living room answering emails and text messages. Every little while he comes and steals kisses. My heart and stomach flutter every single time.

I serve up the waffles on the kitchen table. I wave my hand to get his attention and comes and sits down. I notice that it is getting easier for him to sit and stand. He digs in and eats his waffles happily like a kid.

"You like it?"

"Yes. I haven't had waffles in a very long time."

He has a little whipped cream on his bottom lip. I rub my thumb on his bottom lip and I lick my thumb. His eyes dilate and he grabs me so that I am straddling his lap. He kisses me. I pull away.

"I am going to hurt you Nyle." I sign. I am worried about his incision. He shakes his head no and holds me tighter.

We continue kissing and he takes his shirt off in one fluid movement. He looks at me with his hand on the hem of my shirt and I nod. I put my arms up and he pulls my shirt off. He puts his mouth on my nipple and I throw my head back. He pulls my face back to him.

"I always have to see your eyes Sel." I nod and look him in the eyes.

He continues touching my breasts and with hands and mouth. I am squirming under his touch. His hand is at the waistband of my Pj's. His eyes meet mine and I nod my permission. I crave his touch so badly.

His hand travels lower and lower until he is touching me. The ecstasy of his touch is hitting my core and taking over my sense. I groan loudly. I look at him and his mouth is slack and he is breathing heavily. He removes my Pj's all the way with his free hand. I am gripping his forearms tightly I am nearly at my release. He stop touching me and he grabs me to his mouth. Our passion is overtaking us. I grab the band of his sweatpants and tug them down. He looks at me with want. I nod at him. He grabs me even closer. I can feel his hardness at my entrance. He looks at me once again making sure I am ok. I nod. He pushes into me I gasp at the sensation of him filling me. His eyes go wide and his breathing quickens. I moan in ecstasy. He moans a guttural moan it's almost primal. His hands are gripping my hips tightly and he is guiding me. My whole body quakes my release. His body gets goose bumps all over and he shakes on a loud moan. He has come undone with his own release.

As soon as our ecstasy hits our reality hits harder we forget one very important detail.

A condom!