WALKING HOME

Kyle paid for his tab and mine before coming back to me.

"Would it be boorish or misogynistic if I held your arm as I walked you home?" He laughed.

"It depends on the attitude you take with it. But I'll let it slide for now." I joked with him. The alcohol was still coursing through me and I could feel my mind getting foggier as I walked. I hadn't moved around much while I downed the drinks, one after the other, so it was just now fully hitting me.

"I'm glad you're so accepting of me, Princess." He was continuing to joke with me, our banter easy and filled with one joking jab after another. "Where are we going? Your place, mine, or a hotel?" He was really getting eager now, wasn't he?

"My place is right around the corner." I told him.

"Then your place it is."

Kyle helped me to walk in a straight line while we walked to my building. We were in a nice neighborhood, very upscale, and I don't think that Kyle expected me to live here. Especially considering my choice in clothes. But I made good money and EZ's parent's had insisted on helping me to pick out a better place than the one I used to have.

When we got to the building that housed the luxury condos the look on his face was just as surprised as I had expected it to be. And when we got into the elevator and I pressed the button for the penthouse his eyes went wide.

"I didn't peg you for the penthouse type." He made the joke as he helped me lean against the wall of the elevator.

"Yeah, I dress more like a hustler girl huh?" We both laughed then.

"I think you dress like a woman who is confident in what she wants. A woman full of untapped potential." He leaned in then and kissed me.

My head was tilted up so as to meet his mouth when he came in for what he thought was a sneak attack, but I saw the kiss coming. Still, I welcomed it eagerly, matching him for intensity and fire.

His lips felt like pure heat and adrenaline as they pressed against mine. The kiss itself felt like it was scorching me, like I was going to melt right there in the elevator as we went up floor after floor.

Maybe I didn't know what I was getting myself into, maybe this was going to be more intense than I had planned on.

As his tongue explored my mouth like a man on a mission I felt heat flood into my core. 'This guy knows how to kiss like a god.' I thought to myself as I let my eyes begin to roll into the back of my head.

"Mmm, you smell like you have plenty of cream waiting for me." He purred again.

"Let me guess, as a feline you love cream?" I heard both laughter and arousal in my voice, and the one he answered me with as well.

"Cats, big and small, all love cream."

"And which are you?"

"Which what, Jacy?"

"Are you a big cat or a small cat?"

He purred again, but this time with a little bit more dominance in the tone of it. He also happened to take a step forward so that the bulge already forming in his pants pressed against my belly button.

"You tell me how big or small you think I am, sweetheart." I shuddered, I couldn't help it. He felt huge, and hot, as he pressed against me.

"I'll have to see the whole package before I can answer that." I did my best to purr like him as I whispered back into his ear.

"You'll see it all soon enough, honey, so very soon."

"What if I don't want to wait for a taste?" My grin was pressed against his chest as I whispered those words.

I slid my hands down from their position on his shoulders, across his chest and to his biceps. I was revelling in the feel of his powerful body. He was toned, ripped, buff, whatever word you wanted to use that meant the same thing as sexy as hell.

I continued sliding my hands over his body, lower and lower to his stomach, which caused him to jerk for a moment when it tickled him, and still lower. My hands quickly undid his belt and were about to grab the button of his slacks when I felt the car slowing and the ding indicating that we had reached my floor.

"Ooh, poor timing." I joked as I went to take my hands away.

"Just hold your position and we can continue in just a moment.

"Hmm, sounds good to me." I grinned. "But who will open the door for us?"

"Where are your keys?"

"In my jacket pocket." I twisted a little, letting my left pocket collide with him just a bit.

In one quick motion he put his hands on my hips and hefted me up until I could wrap my legs around his waist. It made my position a little awkward, considering that I still had both my hands against his waistband at the same time. Still, he got the keys from my pocket and carried me to my door.

"How did you know which was my door?" I asked him, confused by what had just happened.

"Your scent is strongest at this door, it was easy to tell." I let it slide after that, it made sense anyway.