I lost myself in the kiss and was surprised when I realized that my hands were running through his wet hair. I felt his hands around my waist and it sent chills of pleasure through my body.
Kyle stepped back and looked down, "Someone's a little excited," he commented.
I looked down at my bikini top and wanted to die of embarrassment. My nipples, which are freakishly large, were standing straight out and were hard enough to cut diamonds. I felt his hand under my chin, raising my gaze to his.
"Don't be embarrassed. You have no idea how much I love that," he said. He then reached up and took hold of the string that kept my top in place. "May I?" he asked, looking directly at me.
A thousand thoughts ran through my mind at the same time and I couldn't focus on one of them. But the tingle that I had felt in my stomach had flared into a small fire. It felt incredible and I didn't want that feeling to go away. I nodded shyly and bit my lip.
The next thing I felt was a tug at my back as he pulled on the string, leaving my top hanging loosely from my neck. He then pulled on the string behind my neck and top fell into my lap, exposing my breast to the warm air. My heart was beating like I was sprinting a marathon and I felt a little dizzy. I suddenly remembered that we were in his back yard and I looked to each side of the yard to see if anyone could see me.
"Don't worry about anyone seeing us. No one can see back here," he assured me.
I was still blushing bright red when I looked back at Kyle, "Sorry, I know they're small. I'm afraid that's as big as they're going to get. I'll have to plastic surgery someday if I want nicer boobs," I knew I was babbling, but I was so nervous and I tend to talk a lot when I'm nervous.
"Don't you dare do that, Jillian," Kyle said forcefully, "these are perfect."
Kyle leaned down and kissed my left nipple. I giggled nervously as I watched. He then moved to the right and placed another light kiss on it. But then he surprised me and took both of my breasts in his hands and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I put my hands on his shoulders to support myself. The sensation was more intense than anything I'd ever felt and I heard myself moan. I hadn't meant to, and the sound was different than anything I had ever heard before.
My nipples are one of the most sensitive things about me. Even the lightest touches can send me through the roof, and Kyle's touches weren't light. It was driving absolutely crazy. I could feel that familiar warmth building in my pussy and was surprised how fast it was building. I knew that feeling from being with Brooklyn, but it usually took a lot of kissing and touching to get me where I was now, and Kyle had only been at it for a couple of minutes.
Kyle paused for a moment, "You are a sensitive one aren't you?"
"I can't help it," I said in more of an exhaled whisper.
Kyle stood back up and kissed my lips again and then went back down to my neck. The sensations were too much and I clutched Kyle's head tightly and tried not to lose myself in his kisses. I had had more than one passionate kissing session with Brooklyn but this was so much better. I felt so small in his arms but so protected at the same time. And feeling his hardened muscles under my fingers just added to the overwhelming sensations.
Kyle pulled away slightly, "do you trust me?" he asked.
I felt like putty in his hands and as long as the sensations continued I didn't care what he did, "yes," I said almost out of breath.
I felt a tug under my bottom and realized Kyle had just removed my last bit of clothing. I yelped in surprise but the sound died away as his mouth came back to mine. I enjoyed a deep kiss for several minutes, pulling away on occasion to sneak in a deep breath. I just couldn't seem to get enough air.
Kyle broke the kiss and pulled away slightly. He looked down at my waist and smiled, "you are perfect," he said. I attempted to cover myself with my hands but his caught my wrists and pulled my arms to my sides. "You will not try to cover yourself, Jillian. Understood?"
It's hard to describe what I felt in that moment. Up until now Kyle had never told me to do anything, but what he had just said was a command, not a request, and something different, hard to describe, began to burn in my chest. I relaxed my arms and let him take a long look at me, trying not to look like the awkward teenager that I felt like.
"You got used to wearing just your bikini around me. Now I want you to get used to this," he said, motioning to my now naked form.
My breath caught in my throat at just the thought, "but what if someone sees me?"
"They won't. I think you'll find that you'll like this more than you think. From here on out, as long as we're alone, you will not wear any clothes in the house or in the back yard."
"What about you, are you going to go around starkers, too?"
"I'm guessing that means naked," he said.
I nodded, diverting my eyes from his gaze.
"It doesn't work like that."
It was silent for almost a couple of minutes and I finally had to look up. Kyle had stepped just out of arms reach and was looking at me thoughtfully, but a look of uncertainty crossed his features.
"What's wrong, Kyle?" I asked, suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious. I started to cross my arms in front of my chest but stopped when I remembered what Kyle had just told me.
Kyle shook his head but was quiet for another minute before finally breaking the silence, "I'm not sure this is such a good idea."
Hearing that felt like a bucket of ice water had just been dumped over my head. Here I was completely naked sitting on the side of a pool and being rejected after he was the one that initiated everything. I got out of the pool and sprinted toward the house before the stupid waterworks started. I could already feel my eyes stinging. I should've known he didn't want to be with a skinny little girl like me. I had just been deluding myself. But the stupid prat didn't need to see me naked and then decide to I wasn't worth it.
I ran into the garage, not caring about the water dripping onto the floor. I was in the garage pulling my wetsuit on when I heard him barge through the door.
"Wait Jillian, let me explain. I didn't mean—"
"—you fucking wanker!" I yelled out, pushing my bike towards the door. "I can't believe I let myself think..." I didn't want to finish that sentence. I was out the side door, on my bike and to the street before I heard Kyle yell my name. I didn't turn back.
The tears started as soon as I was a block away and didn't stop until I was safely inside of my house. Well, they didn't even stop then but I was blubbering as badly. I had been such a stupid girl. I let Maximus into the house and we went straight to my room where I locked the door and closed the blinds to the window. I took off my wetsuit and kicked it into the corner of the room before pulling open my clothes drawer and pulling out a pair of old boxer shorts I had stolen from one of my brother's years ago. They were way too large but that made them comfy. I pulled on an old white tee shirt and climbed onto my bed, grabbing the library book out of my backpack as I did.
I read for a couple of hours, trying to lose myself into the life of Holly Sikes when I remembered that I needed to call Brooklyn. I went to my desk and fired up my laptop and opened the Skype program. It rang at least a dozen times before a sleepy, bedraggled redhead filled the screen.
"Jamiee, is that you?" she asked squinting blearily at her screen.
I sniffled and nodded.
"Are you crying? What's wrong baby girl?"
"Everything's a bloody mess here," I said, wiping my eyes with my forearm.
"What happened? You were so excited to go home."
"My parents left the day after I got home for some stupid business trip of dad's and then I made complete fool of myself in front of shit-for-brains bloke that lives a few blocks away. So now I'm home alone and miserable."
Brooklyn's nose wrinkled upwards, "A bloke... was he cute?"
"Brooke, what's that matter? The git made me feel like an idiot."
"You're right. I'm sorry. I'm just surprised you've been talking to the opposite sex. I was starting to wonder if you were all lesbian."
"Well maybe I might be after today. Are you going to be my official girlfriend?"
