The Perfect Emotion (25 page)

Then the rage took over.  I literally saw RED.  I think I stepped outside of myself.  Kyle got two solid hits in on me, but that was the end for him.  I knew how to fight and I knew how to do it well.  It didn’t take long before I had to restrain myself and push the red that clouded my head out.  I wanted to cause Kyle damage, but not permanent damage.  There was a difference.  Blood surrounded his beaten body on the gravel.  A distant parking lot lamp shone just enough light for me to see that I couldn’t just leave him.  He was lucky I left him conscious. 

“Are we clear now, Kyle?”  I asked him in between my heavy breaths.  His one eye was swollen shut and blood poured from his nose.  I was pretty sure his nose was broken. 

“F-fuck off,” he spit out with blood splattering on me. 

“Stay away from Kate, she’s mine now,” I said slowly and clearly.

“She’s not the one you need to worry about now, mother fucker… I’m coming after you. You’re going to regret laying your hands on me,” he said through his moaning. I smiled at him, truly happy with my results. This is exactly what I had hoped for. Fine by me I thought. Come on after me… just leave my girl alone.

“Doubtful,” I said as I walked away pulling my cell phone out to call for a damn ambulance.

C
HAPTER 19

I enter Reed’s room and everything is just as I remember it.  The bed is neatly made and his desk is clean.  No picture from the girl from his past and I’m relieved to see that.  Reed’s hand is tightly holding mine and when his fingers unlace to rub my pinky I smile at him.  He lets go and moves to put my overnight bag on the desk.  I shift on my feet feeling the pain hitting the balls of my feet from being in my heels all night.  My dress has surprisingly remained unwrinkled and it feels a little more snug after our feast. 

When he comes up to my dorm room to pick me up for an official date I check the mirror one more time to make sure I look presentable.  My fashion experts, Maggie and Quinn, won’t be back until tomorrow.  I open the door and there stands the most handsome man I have ever laid my eyes on and probably ever will.  His eyes
sparkle
ocean blue with his hair styled even more than usual.   He’s wearing a charcoal suit with a sharp solid looking black tie.  His hands are behind his back and I don’t refrain from lunging at him.  I wrap my arms around his neck and he laughs into my ear.

“I’ve missed you, beautiful girl. Thank God, we are back here.” He kissed my ear and it sent a shiver up my spine. One of his arms rung around my waist and he lifted me off the ground for a moment hugging me securely. As I slid down his chest to plant my heels back on the ground I took in his face and his lip. His bump above his eye was just a shadowed bruise now and his lip was already healing.

“I missed you and couldn’t wait for you to get here. What are we doing tonight?” I ask eagerly.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” he said through his smile and I notice he didn’t wince in pain from his lip. Boldly I kiss him on his lips sliding my tongue into his mouth just enough for him to taste me and then pull back. “Turn around, Katherine,” he said all cocky and confident. Just the way I like him to be. I cock my eyebrow up at him because last time he told me to turn around… oh God.

“We will be going out tonight, right?” I teasingly asked him. He bent down and kissed my cheek.

“Yes, that will happen later though, I promise you.” My mind wandered to what this night held in store for me. “Now, turn around, beautiful.” I did as I was told and looked into my dorm room from the hallway. Reed brushed up firmly against my back and I desperately wanted to push myself back into him. His one arm pulled the hair off the side of my face to my back exposing a bare shoulder. He gave me three wet kisses up to my ear.

“You make me so happy. I think about you all the time and I don’t want to be without you anymore. You mean more to me than… well, anyone.” His other arm snuck in front of me and held a small square black box. I flinched a little at the sight of it, but I didn’t want to miss anything he was telling me. His voice remained confident and strong with just enough of rasp to it. “This is for you. I wanted you to have something that would remind you of me, of us.” He stayed pressed against me with his chin resting on my bared shoulder I turned my head slightly to take in his adoring blue eyes.

Slowly, I opened the black box.  Inside I saw a beautiful white gold bracelet.  I pulled it out and looked more closely to see that where it clasped was a tennis racket and on the racket face appeared my initials.  Reed reached for my wrist and clasps it on me.  Shakily, I turned around and reached up to kiss his cheek. 

“Thank you, it’s beautiful and so thoughtful of you. You didn’t have to-,” he cut me off before I could continue.

“I know I didn’t have to do it, but I wanted to.  Everything I do with you
is
because I want to.  The tennis racket symbolizes the obvious, our love of the sport, but also
its where we found each other and then again it became the bond to bring us back to each other.”

My eyes are drawn to my wrist every moment I get since he gave me the bracelet.  I don’t think I’ll ever take this off.  Reed pulls me from my stare by lifting my chin with his thumb to tell me that he is going to get us some water.  Before he steps out of his room though he tells me to stay in my dress.  Even though I have an itch to change into something more comfortable I do as I’m told.

When Reed walks back in with our waters I’m sitting on the edge of the side of his large bed still admiring my gift.  As I look up my smile stretches and he beams one back at me with a wink.  I start to melt inside.  My heart flutters rapidly and the feeling of butterflies fill my belly. 

“Thank you for this and for the perfect date tonight,” I shutter as he moves to me bending down in front of me and twirls my hair around his hand with the other hand at my knee. 

“It’s not over yet,” he pauses for a moment and lets his fingers slide up my naked thigh hiking my dress up. “Do you remember when you said I was too good at your parents?”

“Yes,” I whisper out and then bite down on the bottom corner of my lip. My face heats and my cheeks flush.

“Well, were not at your parents house and I don’t plan on being good anymore, baby.”

When her bottom lip grazes against her teeth I fight the urge to run my hand straight up her bare thigh and rip her panties off.  I stop my traveling hand though and reach for hers pulling her up against me.  Gently, I shift my lips against hers and she presses into me more forcefully.  When my tongue slips in past her teeth and collides with hers I still have to be more cautious than I would like.  The cut on my lip is healing still and I don’t want it to split open again. 
Damn Kyle.
  It doesn’t stop her though.  Her lips are soft and wet against mine, just like I imagined they would be when I could only fantasize about them.  I keep my pace slow not wanting to rush this night.  I’ve waited longer than I ever thought was possible.  I groan into her mouth and her hands begin to slide my suit coat off.   Once my coat hits the floor she begins to pull out my tucked in shirt, but I stop her and whisper into her exploring lips, “mmm mmm”. I run my hands through her hair and pull her face back from mine and look into her eyes.

“Patience, Katherine.” She smiles seductively and then sticks her bottom lip out with a pout. I shake my head back and forth. “Turn around, beautiful.” She cocks her head to the side questioningly, but I just gesture with my finger to spin around. Once she does I move her hair off to one of her shoulders. My fingertips tingle against her toned and tan shoulders. I kiss her neck and she tilts her head to the side giving me better access.

“R-Reed,” she rasps out.  I absolutely love how she is eager to be with me again, but I want this to be perfect.  Rushing it isn’t my style and I know in the end she loves that.  I remember.  Even though the memory of us together last semester was one night I never could forget the curves of her.  Nor could I forget exactly what made her moan in pleasure.  She just isn’t someone you forget.  Although those first two weeks after she left had pissed me off, I knew she had broken into me like no other had. 

I move my finger up to the front of her mouth silencing her plea for more and she let’s her head fall back onto me surrendering. 
Good girl
. My fingers travel to the top hem of her dress until they find the zipper. She looks unbelievable and radiant in this dress with heels on just like she did the other night, but I know what is underneath and damn, if it hasn’t been long enough. I slowly begin to pull the zipper down taking in her beautifully etched back. When I see the back of her black strapless bra I can barely contain my control. The further the dress comes down the more eager my hands have become. I see the top of her matching black thong with just enough lace to feature her slim hips and curve of her ass and I hiss out, “Oh, Kate.” The dress has a long way to go until it pools at her heels on the floor. Her legs are tanned, toned and endless just like I remember. Running my hands down her shoulders over her arms and to her hands I turn her back to face me.

I take her in before I make another move.  Her eyes watch me looking at every possible inch of her.  Hot, does not even begin to describe Kate standing here in front of me with black lace lingerie and heels on with her dress pooled around her. 
Fuck me.
 
Some of the shyness she usually has is gone and she steps out of the dress kicking the dress off to the side with the back of her heel.  When she reaches me she leans up to kiss my bruise above my eye, my nose and then my lips.  Her fingers move up to the collar of my shirt and she loosens my tie and removes it.  She carefully undoes each button on my shirt while keeping her eyes on me and licking her lips seductively.  My shirts come off and she runs her mouth across the base of my throat leaving wet soft kisses in her trail down my chest and abdomen.  While undoing my belt her tongue teases my skin of what’s to come.  Once the zipper to my pants is down she looks up at me with tenderness and desire.  I watch her closely as her knees hit the floor with her hands traveling to my back.  The feel of her nails lightly scratching their way down to the top of my boxer briefs is erotic as she pulls them down.  I spring free evidently excited by her and she gasps.  Her hands latch onto me running up my length and my head falls back in complete satisfaction.  When her lips kiss the tip of me I know I won’t make it much longer.  It’s been too long and knowing this is Kate only intensifies my drive.  God, just the sight of her donning the thin scraps of black lace, in her heels still and on her knees in front of me would push any guy over the edge.  Her mouth makes its way down to the base of me and I groan with a cuss because I simply can’t resist.  It feels like heaven and I’m torn between stopping this or letting myself go.