He Loves Me...Not? (The Ultimate KimCop Romance)

Chapter 13

A/N:  If you are below 18 or even if you're older than 18 but you get offended by detailed descriptions of physical intimate contact, please skip this chapter and wait for the next chapter.  Thank you for heeding my warning.

Kimmon's POV

When everyone reached the cottage, I turned to Copter and said, "Remember my offer for us to switch beds still stands."

"Thank you, but I'm okay," he replied.

I couldn't sleep.  I kept watching Copter shift from one position to another.  Clearly he was not comfortable on the folding bed but I knew well enough that I was going to waste my breath offering my bed to him.

I got up from bed, pulled my blanket around me and walked over to him.

"I'm going out for a stroll,"  I said, "if anyone notices my absence please tell them I'm just taking one last walk by the shore.  I won't be long."

He sat up and put his flip flops on. "Let me go with you."

I tried to suck in my breath silently.  My purpose for taking a stroll was to give him a chance to use my bed while I was gone.  I wasn't sure what to do with this unexpected situation.

I stepped out of the cottage silently as he followed me.  As we walked down the beach I felt the cold sea breeze against my cheek.  Since my blanket was draped around me I wasn't feeling cold, however, I noticed that Copter was wearing a sleeveless shirt so I offered to share my blanket.  He gratefully took the other end of the blanket and draped it around him.

As we continued walking, he looked up at the night sky and exclaimed, "Whoa, look at how full the moon is tonight!"

"I'm glad," I said, "it's lighting our way."

We noticed a big rock up ahead.  "Let's go sit over there for a while," Copter suggested.

I agreed, as I felt that we had walked far enough.  We rested our backs against the rock while we kept our blankets draped around us.

We were silent for a while.  I was just enjoying Copter's nearness and that was all to keep me satisfied.  I heard him draw in his breath before turning to me.

"P'Kim, first of all I wish to thank you for treating my leg cramps."

"Of course,"  I replied, and waited for him to continue.

"Second of all, I wish to apologize for thinking badly of you."

"That's alright,"  I responded, "I'm already used to people thinking wrongly of me."

I was about to say "Let's just forget it," when he suddenly pulled my face down to his level and planted a kiss on my mouth.

I couldn't react right away.  My pounding chest was keeping me from thinking rightly.   He continued to kiss me and when I remained frozen he pushed me to the ground.

Holy cow, this boy is getting aggressive on me.  I must have had a shocked look on my face because as his face hovered over mine he said, "What, do you want me to continue or not?"

I nodded with my heart in my throat.  He then bent to trail kisses down the side of my neck.  I suddenly felt a tug of jealousy inside me.  Has he done this before with someone else?

I suddenly felt his hands under my shirt.  Damn, he was trying to pull my shirt over my head.  Why is he undressing me?  I have never seen this aggressive side of his before.  I helped him pull my shirt over my head and I threw it aside.  If he does anything else, I was prepared to throw caution to the wind.

I got one of the most delicious shock in my life when I felt his warm mouth on one of my nipples.  He was sucking on it like a hungry baby.  I moaned with pleasure as he took the other one and gave it the same efficient service.

Surprise of all surprises, I felt him tug at the button of my shorts.  I put my hand on his.

"Wait, Copter," I said, "do you realize that if you do this it will be the point of no return?"

"I do," he said determinedly.  Then suddenly he slapped my forehead and laughed.  "Stop being a prudish old maid."

"Just making sure," I said.  I helped him with the button and zipper of my shorts and pushed it down and off my legs.  He placed his warm hand inside my briefs and enclosed my throbbing manhood in it.

I couldn't hold back anymore.  I quickly shifted so that he was the one lying on the soft sand.  I tugged at his shirt and pulled it over his head and threw it over my own shirt that was lying in a heap on the sand.

Then I slowly trailed my tongue from the side of his neck just below his earlobe and down to the crook of his shoulder.  I continued to trail my tongue up and down his naked chest, making sure to pause for a few seconds to dip my tongue into his cute little navel.

I took a glance at his face. His eyes were closed tightly and his mouth was slightly open.  I quickly moved up to capture it with my own.  I slid my tongue inside his warm mouth and caressed the whole space with my tongue.  In the meantime I pulled the string of his shorts and pushed it down and off his legs.  He jerked his chest forward as he felt my hand enclose his hardness.

I left his mouth and captured one of his nipples as I caressed the tip of his manhood with my thumb.  I felt small drops of juice flow out of it.

Suddenly he shifted and I found myself being pinned to the sand.  Jesus Christ, is this really the Copter that I thought I knew?  He had taken out my hardened member and took it in his mouth, moving his mouth rapidly up and down.  The intense sensation made me draw several sharp breaths and I fervently hoped that there wasn't any insomniac beachgoer who was making a stroll in this direction because I couldn't refrain from making loud sounds of pleasure.

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!"  I screamed as sweet relief came and flooded the space around me.  Copter lifted his face and looked at me with a smile, some of my juices flowing out the side of his mouth.

He wiped his mouth and moved to put his shirt back on.  "No, we're not finished," I said.  I took his shirt from his hand and threw it back on the sand.

I laid him back on the sand without any more preliminaries and removed his boxer shorts.  His member stood in attention waiting for me to swoop in.  Jesus, even if his manhood was not as long as mine, it was so thick that I wasn't sure if my mouth was wide enough for it.

I thought that my mouth was going to crack at the sides when I enclosed his hardness with it.  He moaned with pleasure.  I guess he will not moan when he is in pain but he will definitely moan with pleasure.

I felt him grasping my hair as I moved my mouth up and down his hardness.

"Aaaaahhh, aaahhh, aaahhh," his moans were getting louder.

Suddenly I felt him shudder as he came in my mouth.  His juices tasted so sweet and tangy.

I collapsed beside him and we wiped each other's sweaty foreheads.

We embraced and simultaneously said "I love you."

We didn't make any moves to go back to the cottage.  Instead we fell asleep in each other's arms.