Making Circles - Vanessa Gilbert (recommended reading txt) 📗

back and smiled as he placed his hands on top of mine and as he began to sway back and forth. These are the sweet moments I missed with Carter all the time…these were the sweet moments Carter and I only had…before we were dating. I smiled into Kyle’s back and giggled. I felt his body shift and soon it wasn’t his back my face was pressed into it was his chest. I felt his hands and arms wrap around my waist and hold me close and tight to his body. I sighed happily then felt him chuckle.

“What’s so funny,” I asked him.

I tilted my head and looked up at him and watched as emotions played across his face. “Well…let's just say that from the day I met you I’ve kind of had a fantasy that had this involved, “he said blushing.

“Oh really,” I asked as any blood left in my body rushed to my face, “how did that fantasy go?”

He smiled and said, “Like this,” then leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

My eyes grew wide and I felt my arms unwrap from his stomach and rewrap around his neck, holding his hot muscular body to my body. Our lips played along with one another as his hands drifted slowly down my body. I felt the blood burn my cheeks and I felt something…hard…poking me. My eyes grew wide and as soon as they opened I saw the bright silver blue eyes of Kyle and his eyes as big as mine. We both let our eyes drift down to our almost one bodies and then back up to each other. “Uh, I’m sorry,” he said.

I smiled and blushed then shook my head, “Its fine…just surprised me.”

He smirked at me and said, “You know what might surprise you more?”

“What,” I asked smiling.

He leaned and began to kiss me again this time though it wasn’t gentle and sweet it was rough and hot. He tightened his grip around me and without even thinking I began to dig my nails gentle into his back. He kept kissing me then suddenly I wasn’t standing…I was lying on the ground with him lying on top of me and his hands running along and on my body. Moans slipped from my lips and as soon as they did the questions rolled in. What am I doing? This is cheating. I need to stop…but I can’t stop. Kyle kissed from my lips to my ear then from my ear to my collar. I moaned more and soon felt the beginning of the undressing. Kyle’s hands were on my stomach and were slowly beginning to unbutton my shirt from the bottom up.

I grabbed his hands with mine and said in between heavy breaths, “We can’t.”

“Why,” he asked his lips still against my skin.

I let out a quiet moan and said, “Because I’m with Carter. You remember Carter.”

Kyle sighed angrily and nodded then said, “Well, I’m happy you’re faithful but disappointed at the same time.”

I laughed and smiled at him as he starred down at me. He leaned down close to my face and whispered, “You better be happy that I have self control or right about now I’d be raping you.”

“Who said it would be rape,” I asked smiling.

What am I getting myself into?

Chapter Nine: Cheater, Cheater Pumkin Pie Eater

 

I opened my eyes slowly, pulling away from my dreams, and looked around the room. All I remember after kissing Kyle is watching a few movies. I yawned and stretched then enjoyed the feel of the crimson satin sheets wrapped around me…the sweet, gentle coolness…caressing my thighs…and now my butt? What the hell, beside the sheet, is touching me? I slowly turned my head then my body and I was greeted by the cute brilliant smile of Kyle. “Kyle, what the hell are you doing,” I asked, his hand still rubbing my thigh and butt.

His smile grew bigger as he said, in a sweet innocent child like voice, “I don’t know.”

I giggled at his sweet innocent tone and said, “So you’re running your hand up and down my thigh and butt for what, fun?”

He nodded giggling then leaned in and pressed his lips against mine and gently and as we parted, not only did his cute sweet childlike smirk grow into a full on grin but my smile grew…and blood rushed to my face. He starred into my eyes for a moment and as he did I felt his hand glide away from my thigh and butt to my hips. He pulled me closer to his body and whispered, “Don’t lie you liked it. You want me.”

I smiled and blushed and wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled our faces closer. What is it with him that makes me like this? Why can’t I stop and say, “This is bad we need to stop getting this close.” Why is it that I always ask these questions instead of doing them? Why can’t I just stop and pull away and say, “I’m in a relationship, this is cheating, stop.” He touched his lips to mine and our lips began to move along with and against one another.

It felt like a forbidding dance, it felt…dirty…wrong…but at the same time perfect…and right. I gentle pulled away and rested my hands on his chest. He smiled at me and said, “What’s wrong did I get your tongue?”

I laughed and starred up into his beautiful eyes and felt myself begin to fall. How could someone be so beautiful? It was a sin to be this beautiful. He placed one of his hands on my cheek and let his thumb graze my jaw and neck. I closed my eyes and smiled. Why did this have to be so complicated, why couldn’t I just kick one of them to the curb like any other girl and say, “Bye loser.” I felt his soft lips press against mine once again and this time no thoughts pulled into my head…just images…images of us…Kyle and I…together. He kept kissing me his hand still on my cheek and his thumb still caressing my skin.

Our lips moved together…almost one when he pulled away. I opened my eyes slowly afraid that it all might be a dream and saw Kyle smiling down at me his hand still on my cheek and his other hand holding himself up…well not completely but keeping most of this weight off of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled at him trying hard as I can to keep this from going too far. I kept my eyes glued on Kyle’s face and watched as his smile slowly went into a line and I watched as he leaned down, his face inching closer to mine. Do I stop this, do I let it happen? I closed my eyes and let out a shaky breath.

 “Cheater, cheater, cheater pumpkin pie eater,” I heard my voice in my head sing.

I shook my head slightly. “Shut up,” I said.

“What,” Kyle asked.

I looked up at him and felt my eyes go wide. Crap, I said that out loud, damn it. “I uh….nothing,” I said quickly.

“No what,” He asked.

“I uh…I was calling myself a cheater,” I said quietly.

Kyle smiled and laughed, “You’re joking right?”

I shook my head embarrassed and said, “No, I guess I feel guilty.”

He kissed me lightly on the lips and whispered, “Don’t.”

As if it could be that easy. Maybe it is…maybe all I have to do is tell myself I’m not…I’m not cheating…that this is just human nature. Stop lying to yourself, the voice demanded. Fine, I’m a cheater. A lot of people are…so what? So, you don’t cheat you don’t even think of it at all! I’m a horrible, horrible person. “Stop saying that,” Kyle said.

“What,” I asked.

“You keep saying you’re an awful, horrible person and you’re not,” he said.

I felt my cheeks burn hot red and felt my heart skip a beat. He doesn’t think I’m a horrible person?  I want to squeal with joy, no one in their right mind wouldn’t think I’m horrible at the moment. I smiled at him and leaned up and kissed his lips, gently as if telling a secret so quiet and careful. He moved his lips against mine and began to build the passion in the kiss. I blushed feeling something…a spark… fireworks…an explosion? No…none of this can explain the passion in his kisses. I pulled him closer to me if that is possible and threw all of me into the kiss. He smiled and began to kiss back. I felt one of his hands, the one that was holding him up, now drifting down my body slowly stopping to caress some things and thing coming back up to go back over what he already touched.

I felt my body begin to tinkle with excitement and then just like that it all stopped. The thoughts running through my head, containing images of our bodies moving together under the satin sheets as one, both of us moaning and groaning in pleasure disappeared and realty hit me. I can’t do this….not until me and Carter are over. How do I stop this though? I felt his kisses begin to move from my lips to my ear. I let out a gentle moan…reality is now kicking my ass. I gently touched his chest anxiously and gently pushed him up. As soon as I did he stopped completely.

“What’s wrong,” he asked.

“We can’t do this, I have to break up with Carter before anything else happens,” I said.

He nodded solemnly and then pulled off of me and away from me. “I’m gonna go get breakfast,” He said as he walked crossed the room and over to the bathroom.

I sat up and watched him go then threw myself back don’t into the bed and pillows. Dumb ass.

 

After breakfast, and awkward morning conversation, Kyle and I were back on his motorcycle and on our way home. Of course the whole ride was silent and even if it wasn’t it would be almost impossible for either of us to hear each other especially with him going almost over the speed limit. After a long brutal drive we made it to my house and began to make our death walk to the porch where we would have questions asked and I would get yelled at. We both smiled at each other and then he watched as I reached out, grabbed the door knob and turned it. I opened the door and then slowly walked in waiting for either mom or dad to pop out yell questions…but there was nothing but the sounds of Cinnamon making her mad dash towards me from upstairs. “Where are they,” I asked out loud.

“Who,” Kyle asked.

“My parents,” I responded, “they should be running towards us, their face as red as red peppers, steam coming out of their ears, and a gun in their hands.”

Kyle’s eyes grew wide and he said, “Well, I’m glad they’re not here. I really like my head and would love to keep it for a while.”

I let out a small chuckle then turned and faced him. “You’re such a dork,” I said.

He smiled and shrugged then looked around behind me and pulled me in. “So, you like it that I