Chapter 12 - Kaleb
“You guys look happy,” Logan said as he hit the ball, breaking the triangle. “Like a perfect match.
“Thanks, we are,” I said, leaning on my pool cue. “She makes me happy.”
“Still kind of surprised you’re dating her, though. Everyone is talking about it.”
Good. The more people talked, the less my father could deny that we were together. This was exactly what we wanted.
Patrick hit the balls, knocking one into a pocket. “I get it. She seems sweet. You can tell she feels the same from the way she looks at you.”
Sweet wasn’t a side of her I was seeing a lot of lately. Ever since my rejection, she’d become another person, putting a wall up between us. I was slowly trying to knock it down. When we were out at dinner, it was the first time in a while I’d seen her laugh without forcing it.
I pulled up my pool cue and bent down to hit a ball.
But a hand landed onto the table, blocking my shot.
I looked up and found Elizabeth standing there, wearing a soft smile and a shirt that dipped low to her midsection.
She was half leaned over, and I could see her breast clear as day, the shirt leaving little to the imagination.
“I didn’t know you came here,” she cooed, batting her eyelashes at me.
“You’re blocking my shot,” I said, waiting for her to remove her hand. She did, and I pulled the stick back, hitting the ball. I watched them move, none of them going where I wanted. I ground my teeth together and pulled myself up.
Elizabeth pulled her lips together, giving me a coy expression. “You look nice, Kaleb.”
“That’s because I’m on a date.”
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. “And where is she?”
“Bathroom.”
Elizabeth moved closer, her hands sliding closer toward me. “With Nora? Is that her name?”
I nodded. “That is. We’re dating. She actually moved in.”
Elizabeth nodded, reaching a hand up, placing it on my shirt like she was fixing it. “I heard. Seems a little soon, don’t you think? Didn’t you guys just start dating? Wouldn’t want to ruin the romance so soon.”
I looked down as her hand landed on my chest. A move I’d seen plenty of women do. I looked back up at her, feeling it flatten against my chest. “We really like each other. Why move slowly when anything can happen?”
I stepped back out of her hand and turned to the booth where I had set our drinks down.
It was in the back corner, just a little away from the pool table.
I took a sip of my soda and sat down, hoping she would get the point, but she hadn’t.
Elizabeth followed me. She made a face, scrunching up her nose.
“True. You also shouldn’t let the good ones get away. ”
I set my glass down, ready to ask her to leave. I just wanted to spend the rest of my night with Nora. I didn’t want drama or a scene. She was already nervous enough about everyone having their eyes on us. The last thing she needed was to see Elizabeth with me.
“Great advice,” Nora spoke up, suddenly appearing next to us. “I’ll be sure to remember that.”
Elizabeth took a step back as Nora moved, jumping into my lap. She nearly tumbled off as I grabbed her middle, holding her against me. Nora held a smug smile on her face as she leaned against me.
Elizabeth looked frazzled, trying to double back and cover her ass. “Nora, hi…I’m…”
“Elizabeth,” Nora said, giving her a sharp smile. “I know. Kaleb told me about you. You’re the woman that Dale is trying to set him up with.”
Elizabeth glanced at me. “So you told her about me?”
“He did,” Nora said, “We have no secrets in our relationship. Which is why I’m not bothered with whatever this is.” Nora waved a hand between us. “Because I trust, Kaleb.”
Elizabeth frowned. “I was just talking to him. You’re getting worried about nothing.”
Nora turned her attention to me. Her hand reached up, and she brushed it down my cheek. A shiver ran down my spine, straight to my cock. I swallowed, praying to god she didn’t feel it.
And then, Nora leaned in and kissed me. Her hand grabbed at my hair, her tongue sliding against mine. It was a hot and dirty kiss, and I knew she was doing it to prove a point.
She moaned for a moment before leaning back and throwing a glare at Elizabeth. “Are you going to stand there and watch us, or would you like to walk away?”
Nora leaned back into the kiss, and I sank into it. I pulled her tightly against me. She moaned softly, her fingers tugging at my hair. I scatted my teeth over her neck, listening as her breath pitched.
“Is she gone?” she whispered.
I looked over toward where Elizabeth had been, and I could spot her stomping away. I almost smirked at the sight of it, like a child who had lost.
“Yes.”
“Good.” Nora leaned back, but I didn’t allow it. I hooked her leg and moved her to straddle me. Her eyes grew a little wide as I grabbed her hips, tugging her against my body. “I wasn’t done.”
I pulled her back, kissing her once more. Nora placed her hands on my chest, pushing against me, but her fingers soon curled against my shirt. She moved, grinding her hips slightly up and down. My cock ached painfully now in my pants.
“Fuck,” I growled. “You are such a tease.”
“You’re hard,” she whispered.
“What was your first giveaway?” I asked, placing my hand on her thigh.
“Is that because she had her boobs out on display for you?” I could hear the jealousy in her voice, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “You think she’s the reason I’m hard right now?”
I grabbed her ass, sliding her over my dick.
She was seated right on it, unable to move.
“I’m hard because you’re wearing a dress that is making every man look at you.
You are wearing something that dances the line between proper and slutty.
You’re showing just enough skin to get everyone’s attention and yet hiding what every man wants to see. ”
She blushed.
“And your jealous ass kissed me.”
“Sorry. I was trying to make a point.”
“You made it,” I teased back, pulling a hand up, cupping her chin. I kissed her, biting onto her lower lip. She moaned, her fingers yanking at my shirt, tugging me closer. Her body was pressed against mine tightly, leaving no room between us.
I kissed down her neck, feeling her breath hitch. She looked over my shoulder. “You realize anyone could see us.”
I ran my tongue over her collarbone, tugging at her dress. I glanced down, taking in her exposed skin. “It’s dark over here. No one is paying attention to us.”
“You don’t know that,” she whispered. I tugged her dress down slowly, realizing she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. Her breasts popped out, and I dipped my head down, kissing each of them. Her thighs tighten on me, her breath hot against my face.
“Kaleb,” she moaned my name.
I tugged at her nipples, watching her eyes glaze over with want. If she wasn’t wet before, I know she was now. She moved, grinding slowly on my cock, and I ground my teeth together. Fuck.
I bit onto her earlobe, placing my hands on her thighs, my thumbs sliding underneath the fabric. “Are you wearing any underwear? Or did you decide to go entirely nude under this dress?”
She blushed. “I’m wearing underwear. The dress didn’t allow space for a bra.”
I smirked. “That’s probably good because if you bent over and showed someone else what’s underneath this, I would have to kill them.”
“You shouldn’t joke like that,” she mumbled.
I pressed my forehead against her, not letting her look anywhere else but at me. “Who said I was joking? You think I’d let another person see something I haven’t gotten to?”
Her eyes widened. I slid my hand further up, my hand half up her dress now. Her skin was hot, and she squirmed.
“Would you like me to stop?” I asked, kissing down her neck. “Say the word, and we’re done.”
I could hear her heart pounding. Her hips were still slowly grinding against me. She looked at me, her eyes filled with fury and confusion. But I could see the want. She might have started this to prove a point, but now she wanted this. Just as badly as I did.
“No.”
I slid my hand up, finding her underwear was soaking wet.
I watched her eyes roll back slightly, and her entire body seemed to stiffen slightly at the contact.
I took a slow, deep breath in, stroking my fingers over her slowly.
I felt her legs shake, and she leaned forward, her forehead pressed against my chest.
“Oh god…I…god…”
I glanced around us, making sure no one was watching. The last thing I wanted was my father walking in on me, fingering Nora, and once more spewing something to screw it all up.
I moved my finger a little higher, finding her clit. Nora panted hot against my skin, her fingers digging deep into my skin. “Oh shit,” she moaned low.
I moved my finger in slow circles, feeling her body shake. My cock ached painfully in my pants. I wanted nothing more than to shove her dress up and shove my cock deep into her. I wanted to watch her come apart, feel her body tighten around me as she came apart.
I hooked her underwear to the side, sliding a finger into her. I felt her bite onto my shirt, her moan louder this time. Her entire body was shaking uncontrollably now.
“You are so tight,” I whispered, sliding my tongue over her neck. “Fuck.” I couldn’t help myself. I pumped my finger deeper into her, feeling just how tight she was.
“I…sorry,” she panted.
“Don’t apologize for it. It’s hot. Almost like you’ve never been touched.”
I moved to slide another finger into her.
Nora didn’t moan like I expected, though; she winced like she was in pain.
Her entire body stiffened up tightly, and her hands gripped way too tightly for it to be a pleasure.
I paused, sliding my hand back and staring at her. She avoided my eyes as she looked down.
“Nora?” I dipped my head down, pulling her chin up, needing her to look at me. She looked embarrassed as she scrambled for words.
“I’ve…this…I…” Nora looked away, and I pulled her gaze back.
“Talk to me, please.”
She was quiet for a long moment. “I’ve never…done it.”
I couldn’t hide the shock on my face. “Nora, are you a virgin?”
She swallowed, and I watched her throat bob as she slowly nodded. “I mean, I’ve done stuff myself, but…It’s not the same.”
I shook my head. “Wait, you’ve done this though, right? You’ve been fingering before, right? You’ve had boyfriends.”
She shook her head. “Not really. I’ve not really had boyfriends. I’ve maybe spoken with a few guys when I was in high school.”
“Are you saying you’ve been fingered?”
She blushed. “Not really.
I stared at her, horrified. She’d never had sex before, never been fingered. Here I was thinking about how I wanted to shove my cock in her when she’s never even done it. No wonder she winced. This was all new to her.
“Fuck,” I said, pressing my head against the booth. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
She blushed. “When exactly should I have told you I was a virgin, Kaleb? It’s not exactly something you bring up in conversation.”
The contact all suddenly made sense. It wasn’t because she was being a prude or difficult, but rather because she’d never done it. She’d never been in a real relationship and understood it was normal.
She didn’t deserve her first time being in the back of a fucking bar in the dark. She deserved to be ravished and everything to be taken slowly. Not for hormones and lust to take the reins.
“Say something, Kaleb.” Her eyes softened, seeking me to say something.
I shook my head. “I can’t do this, Nora.”
I watched her face shift into hurt. That same hurt expression she held when I had rejected her. I had her face burned into my mind like that for weeks, wishing I could forget it.
I then watched her face twist into confusion and despair before falling neutral. I watched a wall go up, and I wondered if I would ever get it to come down.