Dream Lover (2 page)

Kayla just knew this party might get a bit
out of hand. However, they needed to let go, and she knew that all
of the members in her study group had worked hard over the past few
years and deserved, as she did, to have a night of fun.

~~*~~*~~*~~

When they arrived at the club, it was crowded
already. People were everywhere; Kayla grabbed a hold of Mitchell’s
arm as he led the way to their designated spot. When they finally
found their group, she quickly scanned the group for Bill, whom she
didn’t see much to her disappointment.

Marsha and Wanda came over and congratulated
her and Mitchell, handing them both a glass of champagne.

“We were about to make a toast,” Marsha
slurred. Kayla shook her head; it had already begun.

“We were going to take turns. Now that we are
all here, we won’t have to do it again later,” Wanda said nodding
her head to Drew.

“Well, I will start. I am so grateful to all
of you, and I look forward to what the future has in store for us.
Together we can accomplish anything.”

There was a round of “Here here.”

Mitchell went next followed by Marsha, who
spoke words barely understandable because they were so slurred.
What they did hear, “Thanks for saving my marriage.” Her husband
raised his glass and walked over to Marsha, kissing her on the
cheek and wrapping his arm around her waist. The group clapped and
a few people wiped tears from their eyes.

Kayla decided she was the last one left to
go, so she cleared her throat and lifted her glass.

“It’s been a rough road. Many times we had to
talk each other out of giving up. We helped each other keep our
eyes on the prize; we always seemed to drift back together even
when we were in different classes. I couldn’t have made it without
you guys in my corner. Here’s to a bright future.”

Kayla raised her glass to her mouth to drink
when someone touched her shoulder.

“My turn.” She turned to see Bill standing
next to her and lowered her glass. As their eyes met she felt a
blush in her cheeks. He smiled and lifted his glass. As he stared
in her eyes, he spoke, never taking his eyes off hers.

The crowd applauded and several wolf calls
went up. They all sipped from their glasses, and then Bill grabbed
her free hand with his and pulled her toward the dance floor.

“Shall we?”

“I-I don’t dance,” Kayla said shyly.

“Then just sway with me,” he said as they
reached the dance floor and he turned to face her.

As they pressed through a few couples to the
middle of the floor, the music changed to a slow song. He wrapped
his arms around her waist and pulled her flush to him. Kayla
stiffened but relaxed a few moments later when he began to
move.

She leaned into him and laid her head on his
shoulder. She fought the urge to nestle her head into his neck. As
if he knew what she was thinking. He shifted his head. Kayla didn’t
want this moment to stop. She liked being in his arms. The way that
he was holding her, she felt safe and wanted. The world faded and
they were the only two on the dance floor.

She could smell his cologne. She knew the
scent. It was Calvin Klein’s Eternity. However, there was more, he
smelled clean and his own natural scent pervaded. Kayla’s head was
swimming. She wanted to dance the night away in his arms. Actually,
she wanted to do many things in his arms. She allowed her arms to
crawl up his body to wrap around his neck, and she looked up into
his eyes once more.

By the time they made it to the table, some
of the guests had left, and Mitchell was sitting next to Wanda. He
had been trying to ask her out for a while now. Kayla slowed her
pace and Bill did the same. They glanced at each other; Bill had a
huge smile on his face. Kayla smiled in appreciation of his. He
looked happy and suggested that they get a drink to give Mitchell
some more time with Wanda. Kayla didn’t have to be told twice.

So they stood at the bar for minutes,
laughing over things they’d experienced over the past few years in
college, and bits and pieces from their lives. They kept the
conversation light, but Kayla realized he was wise to her
nervousness. Trying to hide it, she laughed too hard at his jokes,
kept talking over him, and told him too much about miniscule things
in her life. Feeling like a high school girl with a crush, she
began to walk back over to their table. It seemed he wasn’t going
to join her when she felt his arm slink around her shoulders
possessively.

Trying hard to think of something to say,
Kayla wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, and tripped
over a chair that was too far from the table. He caught her before
she fell and kept hold of her hand as she steadied herself.

He ducked his head so he could look into her
eyes, once she was righted, “Are you okay?”

Kayla nodded sheepishly. Bill then stood next
to her and put his arms around her waist, making sure that nothing
would obscure their path. She wasn’t used to this attentive Bill.
He made Kayla feel as though they were together as a couple. She
tried to remind herself it was just the fall but there was
something in the way he looked at her. Something was different.
Somehow, things had changed in just a few hours.

It had been a long time since anyone had held
her. Kayla wasn't use to being touched at all anymore. She hadn’t
had a boyfriend or sexual encounter for most of the time she was in
college.

As they neared the table again, Kayla heard a
song that she listened to when she wanted to relax. Adam Levine’s
voice filled the club as he sang the lyrics to
Sunday
Morning
. She began to sing the lyrics, slowed to a stop, and
began to sway from side to side. Bill gave her a puzzled look, not
understanding why she had said she couldn’t dance. Then, moving
slowly to the music, Kayla smiled and said, “I guess if I like the
song I can dance, huh?”

Watching her very carefully, he took in her
moves and as she raised her arms above her head, he smiled with
approval nodding his head to the music. He moved closer to her and
leaned his mouth closer to her ear.

“Would you like to dance with me?”

“Sure.”

They walked to the dance floor once again.
Kayla was raptured into the laid-back lyrics of the song and moved
her hips seductively as he looked on.

All of a sudden, it mattered less that Bill
was a friend and Kayla was trying not to read too much into his
actions. She wanted to taste his kiss. She could feel his body
touching hers, teasing her, and as his eyes searched her face, a
war went on inside her heart. Kayla didn’t do things like this. She
didn’t get caught up in the moment. But this felt so good; she
hadn’t been touched like this in years?

Kayla let herself relax a little, and smiled
at him. Then he pulled her in close and let their bodies sway as
one to the music. Kayla could feel her face flame and was happy it
was so dark there in the club. But that didn't save her. He
chuckled as if he knew she were blushing and again pulled her even
closer. Whispering in her ear, “Your body feels really good next to
mine. You are such a beautiful and sexy woman. I have always
thought so.”

Leaning back in his arms, her smile grew.
Raising a hand to his cheek, Kayla leaned into him and met his lips
with her own, just a couple of small kisses. That's what she told
herself. Just enough to satisfy her curiosity but Bill had ideas of
his own. Still holding her gently, he deepened the kiss, and her
body woke as if from a lifetime of sleep, and was rejoicing in
being alive. It now had a mind of its own and knew what it wanted.
Kayla had to concur with it.

Kayla felt her breasts swell, and her nipples
tighten, and she knew he could feel it, too. Just as she could tell
he wasn't entirely unaffected. Her body moved of its own accord,
and snuggled closer. Kayla couldn’t think; she was feeling; and
enjoying it; she was caught up in the moment and it felt . . .
good. She enjoyed feeling his arousal, and his hands moving down
her back to pull her intimately closer. Her arms had found their
way around his neck, and a breath of air couldn't have found a way
between them. There was no mistaking his actions at this point.

He moved his body against her suggestively,
and her body responded with a sharp shudder. Now his kiss carried
passion, and his hands moved to her ass and squeezed her cheeks.
Very slowly, and purposely, he kissed her lips, and then traced her
jawline and finally her neck. He was giving her time to stop him if
that was her choice, and with a small sigh, she was resigned to let
him continue. She closed her eyes. So many sensations shot through
her that she could do anything but enjoy them. As he again kissed
her, his hands moved upward to cup her breast, and his thumbs
brushed across her erect nipple, causing her once again to shiver
in reaction. Kayla couldn't see it, but she could feel his smile
against her neck.

As he continued kissing her neck, then her
shoulder, her hands roamed over his broad back, enjoying the play
of the tensed muscles beneath her hands. Slowly he looked up to her
eyes and said, “Maybe we should take this some place more private?”
and again recaptured her lips, while his hand continued to tease
her body awake.

Slowly his hand snaked around her waist, and
he reluctantly stopped kissing her.

“Well, what do you say?” he said pointedly
looking Kayla in the eyes.

Kayla had forgotten where they were and had
to shake herself out of the fog she was in.

“U-um yeah, yes.”

He led her off the dance floor, and they
headed to the table. Kayla was not sure what she was going to say
but she knew that she wanted Bill. She needed him.

Since Kayla had driven with Mitchell, she
made sure he knew that she was leaving with Bill. She and Bill said
their last congratulations to the study group and their goodbyes to
the family and friends still there chatting and laughing. As they
walked out of the club, she waved to the few that were dancing.
Bill took her hand and led her to where he parked his car.

Once at the car, Bill opened the door for her
and making sure that she was tucked away in the car seat. He shut
the door and walked to the driver’s side. Sliding in next to her,
he leaned over to kiss her softly on the lips. He smiled, “Where
to?”

“There’s a hotel about three blocks
away.”

“In a hurry, love?” he smirked.

Kayla smiled shyly, “I guess, you can say I
have dreamt about this for a long while.”

Bill raised his eyebrows at her, “You mean, I
am like a dream lover to you?” His hazel eyes danced in
amusement.

“Don’t laugh at me. It’s been a while since
I’ve been in this situation with anyone,” she admitted.

“Well, love, I am up for the challenge, if
you are.”

Kayla smiled and nodded, “More than you could
know.”

Bill started the car, checking the mirrors,
and shifting into gear, pulling away from the curb. Once they were
in motion, he reached over and placed his hand on her knee. Kayla
placed her hand over his and settled in for the ride.

~~*~~*~~*~~

She looked over at his profile. He had strong
features. A chiseled jawline, his lips a nice brownish pink, but
full, not thin at all as you might expect for a Caucasian man. His
nose was a strong roman style nose with a hint of his Italian
background.

Bill turned to glance at Kayla with a
reassuring smile. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want to
happen tonight,” he said turning his attention back to the
road.

“I want this,” Kayla said as she turned her
head to glance out the window.

They arrived at the hotel. Bill went to check
them in for the night. Kayla fidgeted nervously; maybe she should
have just told him to go to her place. This made things seem a bit
“Guy picks up a date on the street corner,” but Kayla was not going
to talk herself out of this one. Bill came back to her and placed
his arm possessively around her waist. They headed for the
elevator.

~~*~~*~~*~~

Once in the room, Bill immediately, picked up
where they had left off in the club. He pulled Kayla flush to his
body and kissed her deeply. When they separated, they both were
breathless and Kayla just let her purse fall to the floor. Bill
smiled and took her by the hand, leading her to the bed. He helped
her out of her coat. Then, he slid his arms around her waist from
the back. Kayla leaned into him and tilted her head to the side. He
lowered his mouth to her neck and kissed it softly.

“I want you, Kayla. Now. I think you want me
too. That’s why we are here,” he whispered in her ear, his breath
causing shivers to pulsate down her neck and back.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, I want you, too.”

“Oh I hope so.” He breathed.

Kayla flushed at the desire evident in his
voice, and turned in his arms to look into his eyes, eyes that now
compelled her to take the journey.

He ran the tips of his finger down her cheek.
Kayla stilled at his touch. She was finally getting a wish she
dared not speak aloud. Part of her wanted to talk to get to know
him better; the other part of her wanted this intimacy, this
passion that was burning into her soul. Her heart was pounding and
her blood was boiling as it coursed through her veins sparking
flames along the way, her desire awakening and pooling between her
legs.

“We should talk.”

“There will be time for that later.”

Bill planted soft kisses on her lips and
moved again to her jawline, pausing at her earlobe and slightly
tugged it between his teeth. He pulled her head back to expose her
neck to his eagerly awaiting mouth.

“I want you,” he breathed against her exposed
skin.