Break My Fall(56)

I guessed she was inexperienced, but…

“Kyle, I’m begging you, don’t stop.” The sound of her pleading was my undoing.

I thrust into her. I could hate myself later.

Her hips came up to meet my thrust and I moved inside her hard and fast.

“Please Kyle, I can’t…” Lee cried out.

I knew she was close, could feel her slick tight walls clenching around me. I thumbed her clit, my dick pounding her tight little pussy. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass nearly finished me off.

I pinched her clit and she came apart in my arms; her pussy clenching me so tightly it felt like she was swallowing my dick. I pumped her once more and then started to come. Collapsing on top of Lee, I buried my face in her neck.

Fuck, what had I done.





Lee





Kyle stayed inside me for many moments afterwards. His body was hot and sweaty on top of me; his head tucked into my neck. His was trembling; I wasn’t sure what to do so I just held him, stroking his hair.

After what felt like hours rather than minutes, he eased himself out of me slowly, touching me nowhere. I winced at the feeling of him pulling out, it felt so foreign and I was sore.

Kyle slid away from me, laying down on the far edge of the bed. Neither of us spoke and I didn’t know if I should leave or not. He didn’t touch me or make any move to do so, so I sat up. I looked down at him; he had his arm flung over his face and the reality of what I had done dawned on me.

I jumped off the bed and gathered my clothes, dressing in tremulous silence. Walking to the door, I looked back once more and whimpered when I noticed the blood stained sheets. I turned the doorknob.

“I tried to protect you,” he whispered.

I slipped out, closing the door quietly behind me. I half ran, half stumbled to my room and flung myself onto my bed, crying myself to sleep.





 Chapter Twenty-two





Lee





I woke the next morning to see Cam sitting on my bed. “Jesus Cam what are you doing?” Startled, I pulled myself up to a sitting position.

“Well, I’m assuming since it’s after ten you’ve missed work?”

I grabbed the alarm clock on my locker and groaned. “Damn.” I was supposed to be on the morning shift. Then I remembered I had the rest of the week off. “I’m off work for the week Cam.”

“Exactly,” she grinned and clapped her hands. “So let’s not waste another minute of it.”

“Why are you so merry, this morning?”

Her eyes sparkled as she grinned at me. “Oh, I had a very long…Hard night,” she joked, then slapped her hand over her mouth. “Oh Lee, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be insensitive. I just… I’m not sure to be around you now, after what you told me, I don’t want you scared or afraid.”

I stared at her, my eyes narrowed. “You treat me the way you always have Cam, or I swear I’ll disappear, I just want a fresh start. Just be normal with me.” She was quiet for a moment, then nodded and I let out a sigh of relief.

“So,” she said her tone purposefully light. “I have a modelling shoot in an hour. So, scrub up and you never know, you might get a job. You have the whole package Lee, it’s about time you flaunted it. I say we go check out a movie after my shoot and grab some lunch. Have some fun for a change.”

I burst out laughing in nervous relief and nodded. “Sounds like a plan Cam, but you’re the model, not me.”

I flopped back down on the bed and Cam threw a pillow at my head. “Get your hot ass out of bed and go get in the shower.”

I dragged myself out of bed and stretched. Ouch, I was sore. I felt stretched.

“Atta girl, now wear something sexy,” Cam said, then sauntered out of my room.

“Wait.” I shouted. “I don’t own anything sexy. And don’t even suggest that dress.”

Cam looked back and grinned, “Just go have a shower, I already put an outfit in the bathroom for you.”

I grabbed my toiletries bag and crossed the hallway to the bathroom, grateful that Cam was behaving normally with me again.

Turning on the shower, I prayed to Jesus that there was some hot water left in the tank. Scorching hot water poured from the showerhead. Bingo. I stripped down and stepped under the water.

I soaped myself in my favorite strawberry scented shower cream and scrubbed myself. I wanted to wash last night away. I thought what had happened between Kyle and I had been perfect, but the way he had acted after made me feel dirty.

I felt like a whore.

I guess he was right. They were all right…I was just too damn easy.

I blinked back the tears that threatened to spill. I refused to cry another tear over him. Just because being with Kyle had meant more than sex to me, to him it was just that; sex. I meant as much to him as any other girl he had and with Kyle, there had been a lot of girls.