The Flyer

CHAPTER 35: Touch

CHAPTER 35: Touch

Wendy's POV

"I don't know why I'm here to be honest." I tell him.

Kyle regards me with slight suspicion, but then looks away seemingly accepting that I was telling the truth.

Then he does something so sudden that has me almost dying. He unbuttons his pants and starts pulling them down.

"Woah woah woah!" I scream. "What the fuck are you doing?!"

He ignores my shocked outburst. "I'm taking my pants off. What else does it look like I'm doing?"

"No, shit! But why on earth are you-" His pants were off and I momentarily lose my ability to speak realizing he was almost naked. But at the same time, the fact that he was almost naked also snapped me out of my daze. "I swear Kyle if you're trying to do something!"

Kyle laughs and I looked at him with even more confusion. "No, you idiot. I'm just going to shower." He laughs again and then moves closer to me. His almost bare body was very distracting and before I knew it, his arms were wrapped around me and his lips at my ear. "But if you want to do something..." He chuckles and my face flushes just hearing him say that.

"Shut up!"

He held me tighter and I stopped moving. "Don't tell me what to do." His voice was deep.

We were quiet after and then just stood there in a sort of embrace. But Kyle's lips suddenly move and he begins to nibble on my earlobe. The sensation triggers me to expose my neck and his lips move lower to make what I could only guess was a hickey.

A hickey.

"Oh my God, no!" I pull out of his embrace which had weakened since he thought I was convinced enough to not go anywhere. "Are you stupid?", I chastise him, "Were you really thinking about leaving a hickey on my neck? A hickey, Kyle! What do you think Janis would have said if she'd seen it? Don't you think she could have obviously put things together? You're the idiot!"

"You worry too much, doll, but if it really worries you that much then I'm sorry." His apology surprises me, but I should have known better than to think he wasn't up to something. "And to make amends," he walks over to me and what he says stops me from moving away from him, "I'm going to let you express your curiousity with me like last time. Be more spontaneous this time if you want. How does that sound?"

It sounded amazing.

I look at his naked torso and my lips part. Despite how I felt about the offer, I didn't know what to say.

I walk over to him and he kisses me. I kiss him back, his tongue beginning to cause excess saliva. He moves his lips to my neck, but before I can chastise him for trying to give me a hickey again, he just kisses me.

He picks me up and sets me down with my back on the couch. Kyle's lips move back to mine and he fists his fingers in my hair.

"I want to touch you," he groans against my lips and I blush at his words and his voice. He pulls away from the kiss, "Can I?" His lips are on my collarbones now.

Nervousness takes over. "Touch what?"

"Your legs...," he nibbles on my earlobe again, "Your stomach and sides." My neck becomes exposed again and he kisses it all over. "Your breasts, your ass. I want to touch all of you."

My face heats up and I momentarily forget how to speak.

"Is it okay?" He murmurs, his lips back on mine. I let out a strange sound and he chuckles. He nudges my cheek with his. "Okay"