"It's been a tough session. I think it's time we called it a day a little early." Kaylee said.
"Uh, yeah. I guess that's a good idea." Cole said.
Kaylee noticed that Cole seemed really frustrated with his progress. He had actually started showing up regularly, albeit late, but started to put in some real effort.
"You know, you will walk again and without the pain or the crutches. Don't rush it. We'll get there." Kaylee said.
"Yeah, hope so." Cole said.
Cole looked away. He stood up and got his crutches. His shoulders were slumped and he was clearly dejected. Kaylee couldn't help but feel sorry for him, her compassion bubbling up now that the anger had dissipated. She felt old emotions stirring within her. She tried to fight them off but they rose in her like a swift wave. She knew she had to rein them in. She could not allow herself to be so moody and out of character.
"Hey, I need a lift back to my place. Do you mind if I hitch a ride on your bike?" she said, wondering what possessed her to consider such a thing as soon as she asked.
Chapter Five
UnSEALED
Kaylee wasn't sure if she had done the right thing asking for a ride home as her car was in the shop. But the look on Cole's face was well worth it. She saw him light up at her request and that stirred up feelings within Kaylee as well. He rigged the crutches alongside the saddle bag, somehow, and readied the bike, despite the obvious pain he must endure every time he rode. It was his freedom, a sense of escape and pure bliss riding the '06 shiny black Fat Boy, Harley Davidson. She noticed his expression of immediate relief as he got on the bike.
Kaylee tied her hair in a ponytail before putting on her helmet. She slid her right leg over the seat behind him, positioned herself comfortably and snugly. The small sissy bar at the back of the bike made her feel a little more comfortable with her decision to get on. After starting forward, she wrapped her arms around him even tighter. It was a hot summer day, and he wasn't wearing a jacket. Her hands were firmly fixed around his tight, washboard, abs. She moved in closer to, in an upright seated hug, and noticed a tingling sensation throughout her entire body. Kaylee wasn't sure if it was from the vibration of the Harley, or her thrill at being so close to the man she longed for.
She lost all sense of her surroundings, truly living in the moment. She could barely handle the passion that was rising. It was new to her. Despite being sought after by the opposite sex regularly throughout the years, she kept her focus on her schooling and her work. She had a few relationships, but none that lasted more than a couple months, and certainly to no one she cared to give herself fully to.
Kaylee imagined what it would be like to have his full lips, pressed against hers, lying on top of her with her legs wrapped around him. Clothes optional. Kaylee wanted him to long for her, as she did so badly for him. She wanted his massive, perfectly toned hard body on top of her, his strong arms around her, his huge solid thighs and entire tight body pressed against hers. She shuddered at the thought, coming back round.
Like Cole, Kaylee lived at her parents' place but unlike Cole, her parents were still alive. Both were staying at a nursing home due to mobility issues. She had no real reason to move out, so she remained. Unlike Cole, whose memories were primarily of his time spent with a drunken abusive father, Kaylee had an ideal upbringing. She was very close with them, visited them practically daily and the house was well maintained with her care.
Cole walked up to the porch which was sparkling clean. It was a far cry from his family house which was getting worse and worse in disrepair. He wondered how someone so busy like Kaylee managed to have time to maintain the quaint house. Must have been some kind of a woman's thing.
"Coffee?" Kaylee asked.
"Why not?" Cole replied.
Kaylee entered the house and Cole followed her into the kitchen. He took a good look at her place as she served the coffee. The interior of Kaylee's house was just as clean and neat as the exterior. Cole figured that she must have really been a neat freak. It was just like Kaylee. She was the kind of therapist who was very meticulous and detailed in her work and all that she did, which is why she was already so well respected as a physiotherapist.
Kaylee handed Cole the cup and he took a sip. The coffee was great.
"This is the best coffee I've tasted in a long while." he said with much satisfaction.
"Ah, stop flattering me." Kaylee teased.
"No. I'm serious. You haven't tasted the coffee in the barracks! It tastes awful. Like it was straight from a can or something. But boy, does it pack one hell of a punch."
Kaylee laughed at Cole's remark and the emphasis he put behind it.
"I'm serious. It was awful but it woke you up alright."
"Everyone's glad to see you home safe, Cole." Kaylee said.
"None happier than myself. It was really rough out there." Cole said, with a distant look in his eye. "I don't think I have really come to terms with it, to be honest."
Kaylee sensed something especially heavy in Cole's tone. It was the first time he actually displayed any real emotion about it.
"I'm so sorry to hear that. It must have been tough. I really can't even imagine."
"You're right, no one can understand unless you're in it."
There was a look of despair in Cole's eyes. It surprised and shocked Kaylee. She always saw Cole as gruff, tough and lately just as an ass. Now he actually seemed vulnerable, authentic, even sensitive. This was a first, to see him in such raw emotional pain.
"Everybody thinks I'm some kind of hero for saving my buddies on our last tour overseas. But let me tell you, I wasn't even thinking when I did what I did. It wasn't really courage." Cole said.
Kaylee could see that Cole was trembling as he spoke. There was deep sadness and despair in his voice. She instinctively went closer and hugged him. As she did, Cole pulled her waist so close that she found herself trembling.
"It will be alright." Kaylee reassured in a whisper, as they both gently loosened their embrace, looking into each other's eyes.
Cole felt comfort and relief. It was a great feeling and Cole took time to savor the moment studying the beautiful young woman in his arms. He brought her forward to him and hugged Kaylee even tighter, wrapping his arms firmly around her shoulders, his head dropping slightly and resting his cheek on the top of her head. His hands were mid back, and he reached upward to her ponytail elastic band gently removing it, allowing her long black hair to fall softly framing her beautiful golden-tanned face.
He rubbed her scalp gently, masculine hands brushing down her long black silky hair running his fingers through it. She felt a shudder run down her spine. As his hands were massaging her low back she braced herself with a small gasp. "Could this be really happening", she longingly asked herself. Before either of them even knew it, they were both longingly kissing each other.
The kisses were loving and passionate. Both Cole and Kaylee felt like they had waited all their life for this moment, it was finally here. All pretenses were gone. They couldn't stop kissing, rubbing, and holding each other. The attraction they each had for each other culminated into this perfect moment. Cole's hands continued moving up and down the back of Kaylee's toned, supple figure enjoying her curves. Kaylee pulled Cole's elite, firm, SEAL-trained body toward her, outlining his massive muscles with her delicate fingers, and getting lost in his lips, her hands playing with his tussled hair.
Kaylee took hold of Cole's hand, silently walking him to her bedroom down the hall. Slowly, and methodically they took turns removing an article of clothing, starting with Cole's tight t-shirt, her eyes widened as she got a full view of his magnificent body. Next, Kaylee's sundress dropped to the floor, to reveal her slim, toned body. She wore white lace panties and matching bra which Cole longed to touch, to feel with lips tongue and fingers. Next, Cole's zipper was slowly undone, and his pants lowered. Somehow Kaylee managed so remain perfectly calm, despite knowing she was about to be with her first lover and the only one she had ever desired.
Eventually they were naked, lost in each other's eyes and kissing, their tongues battling against each other like fighting polecats. Cole pressed his body close to Kaylee's, feeling the heat and softness of her skin against his. This just felt so right for them both.
They were tightly locked in each other arms, their legs intertwined, both still with undergarments on. Cole loosened their embrace and began to explore every inch of Kaylee's lean figure with soft kisses. Starting at her neck and working his way lower, slowly savoring each tiny section his lips and tongue encountered. Overwhelmed by the powerful feelings of lust coursing through her, Kaylee heard a breathy moan leave her mouth. Her body responded to his on such a primal level and she trusted it, and him, to know what it was doing.
Cole ran his tongue along the lacy edge of her bra, leaving a wet trail over her sensitive skin which the air cooled and highlighted to her, she gasped as he nipped the stiff cylinder of her nipple through her bra and shivered in surprise as goose pimples shot down her back and across her thighs. Cole reached up gently and pulled the straps off her shoulders, pulling them slowly down her arms before peeling the cups away from her burning skin.