“Maybe she wants to be more than friends.”
Tyler shook his head. His expression became grave. “Well, I don’t want to be more than friends with her, and besides, having a romantic relationship with me is the least of Lena’s troubles right now, believe me.”
Kaiya sighed. Her gaze sought his imploringly. “Are you sure? Cause I kinda got the ‘I want Tyler’ vibe from her.”
Her boyfriend chuckled. “Trust me, babe. I’m a hundred percent sure.”
Kaiya lowered her eyes.
“Kaiya,” Tyler began softly, “you mean the world to me. I would rather die than cheat on you. I love you too much to do that to you and us.”
Tyler wished he had more exceptional words to relay his feelings to his girlfriend. He loved her so much that he had already started daydreaming about a future with her. Even though they were from different economic backgrounds, he was confident that someday in the future, she would become his wife.
“I love you, my princess. You’re the only girl for me.”
Kaiya raised teary eyes at him. “I love you so much, Tyler. I can’t begin to imagine life without you.”
“You don’t have to because I’ll always be here for you,” he solemnly declared, dropping his hands from her waist and cupping her face.
“Promise?” She worried her bottom lip.
“I promise,” he declared before lowering his head to take her lips.
Her head inclined upward to receive his kiss. At first, the kiss started slowly, as if they were just trying to discover each other. Minutes later, it heightened as Tyler deepened the kiss. His tongue coaxed her lips open and began an exploration of her mouth. His hands moved all over her body, drawing her closer until there was no space between them.
His tongue dipped sensually into her mouth. A loud moan escaped from her lips, sending him into a frenzy of fevered desire. The intensity of the kiss increased as his manhood became rock hard.
Kaiya ran her fingers through his hair, her nails massaging his scalp, and then her fingers caressed his neck down to his shoulders.
A guttural moan left his lips as she caressed him with inexperienced yet sensual hands. He dragged her to straddle his laps. Her eyes widened when her hand made contact with his erection.
A wry smile formed at his lips. What could he say? He wanted her like he had never wanted anything in his life. His passion for her was so wild; he was afraid that he would scare her.
His honorable intentions were swept with the wind when Kaiya, still kissing him like his mouth contained oxygen, reached down and began unbuttoning his shirt. He understood her need to feel his skin; he also yearned to be skin to skin with her. Placing his hands on the hem of her sweatshirt, he lifted it over her head. It tangled in her ponytail, and she paused in trying to remove his shirt to untwist it from her hair.
He helped her take off his shirt and flung it across his shoulders. She giggled. The sound of it somewhat doused his ardor. His eyes roamed around the park. Although they were in a secluded and dark place, anyone could walk in on them making out.
His mouth opened to tell her that they couldn’t continue even though he desperately wanted to. Kaiya forestalled him by placing her hand against the thick bulge in his trousers.
She bucked against him, grinding her hot core across his rigid length, almost making him come undone. When her fingers began working at his belt, he knew he had to stop her, however, regretfully.
“What are we doing, Kaiya?” he whispered with huskiness.
Capturing his lips in an erotic kiss, she answered in a tight whisper. “I don’t know, but I don’t want to stop.”
“Me neither,” he answered truthfully.
With a gruff groan, he lifted her and picked up his discarded shirt. Her legs went around his waist as he carried her a short distance behind a huge tree. Spreading his shirt on the grass, he laid her gently on it. As soon as her back touched the ground, her hands grasped his shoulders to draw him to her.
Their lips meshed again as their hands roved all over each other’s bodies. Tyler’s hands went behind Kaiya’s back to unclasp her bra. He freed her breasts and worshipped the pert molds with his eyes for some seconds before lowering his head to catch a nipple.
Kaiya’s back arched as his teeth grated softly on her tits before sucking them. She lay abandoned on the grass as he brought her pleasure untold. Then her hands began fumbling with his belt even as his own hands slowly trailed down her body to caress her moist center.
Her sharp intake of breath when he slid his finger into her was intoxicating. Her body rubbed against him as she still struggled to free the thick bulge from his pants. She abandoned her efforts when his fingers began to stroke her swollen flesh. Her legs rose to curl around his waist as his fingers continued to bring her pleasure.
Her moans grew louder, causing him to increase his strokes against her hot, tight sheath. He caught her scream of release just in time with his mouth, preventing their position behind the tree from being discovered by anyone passing by or sitting nearby.
Quickly, his hands worked on his belt and zip, pulling down his boxers along with his pants. He took a moment to place kisses along her exposed shoulders, her throat, her breasts, her flat, taut stomach, the silky black hair covering her core before reaching for the swollen bud.
