Part 36 – Rooftop

We’d spent most of the day and part of the evening working on book release stuff with Jules and then were granted a rare reprieve from all things book related for the rest of the evening.  Christian headed out to visit friends which left Kevin and me to hang out all alone.  We found ourselves on Josef’s amazing rooftop garden/patio enjoying the view, the warm night, and each other.

We were lying together on Josef’s most excellent outdoor canopy bed that I was seriously considering buying a copy of for my own house.  The city sounds were as calming to me as the sound of the ocean was back at home, and the weather was perfect, not too hot, but not too chilly that we needed blankets or extra clothing.

I looked at my ankle-foot, which was propped up on a stack of pillows, “I don’t think it’s as swollen anymore…”

Kevin cocked his head to the side to consider my foot and then nodded, “I agree… The bruise is nasty though.”

I chuckled and leaned my head against his shoulder, “Yeah it is.  I don’t think I’m going to be able to wear my Sex Kitten heels that AJ picked out for me when we go to the ball.”

“We’ll just have to save them for later…” he said and grabbed my hand lacing our fingers together.

My mind drifted off to naughty places involving sexy heels, sex toys, and a very naked and eager Kevin.  I blushed just thinking of the possibilities and smiled, “Definitely.”  I listened to the City and thought back of my years in college writing my novels with the sounds of Manhattan as my soundtrack.  “It’s kind of weird that my Lake Pleasanton characters haven’t shown up in New York yet… You’d think that’s where I would have sent at least one of them for college.”

“I thought about that once when I was reading… You probably kept them away from here subconsciously.”

“Sure, but why? I love it here… I wrote the kids going to college way before 9/11, so it’s not like I was avoiding writing about New York at that point.”

“Maybe you knew in your heart that one day you’d write about the City and it just wasn’t the right time.”

I looked at Kevin and smiled.  He smiled back and my heart did that crazy flip flop thing it always did when I looked at him, “Maybe.  I love you, you know?”

He kissed my nose, “I do know… and I love you too, you know?”

I nodded and moved so that I could snuggle with him, my head on his chest and his arm around me.  It wasn’t easy with my damn injured foot, but we made it work.  Once situated, I slid my hand under his tee shirt and rested it against his stomach, his skin was always so warm and so soft, I couldn’t keep my hands off of him.  “So are you ready for all of this?”

“The book release?” he asked, his breath against my hair.

“Well yeah, that and the whole talking about us in public thing…”

“Yeah, of course… Are you?”  I nodded and he squeezed me tighter, “Really?”

“Kev, if I could stand on top of the big ball thing at Epcot and yell out to the world that you’re my man and no one can have you, I’d do it…”

He laughed and I loved the sound, especially with my head against his chest.   “So what’s the problem?”

“I feel like…” I sighed and picked my head up so I could look at him.  “Is it too soon for you?  I mean, you basically hid your divorce for half a year and now not only are you going to have to talk about that, but you’re with me now too.  Kev, if it’s too much too soon, please tell me.  We can refuse to talk about it or deny it or whatever… I just want you to be okay with it all.”

He held my face in his hands and smiled, “You’re over thinking things again.  You want to stand on the ball at Epcot and yell out to the world?  Well I want to go to the Empire State Building and do the same thing.  So cut it out… we’re good!”

“Promise?”

“Cross my heart and…”

“Don’t say hope to die!  I hate that… gives me the geebies…”

He laughed and I smiled.  “Cross my heart and hope to always be with you?”

 “Much better…”  I nodded.  “So on a scale of one to ape-shit… how do you think Kristen is going to react?”

“Uh… probably ape-shit… But I don’t care.  I’m surprised I haven’t gotten a pissed off call yet because of the pictures on the internet.  Last I knew she wasn’t really telling many people that we split up, and because we were hardly together anyway people haven’t really bugged her about it.  Now she’s going to have to tell the truth.  Or at least her twisted version of it.”

“How the hell did you marry such a nut job?” I teased.  Kevin immediately began to tickle me and within seconds I was pinned on my back with him straddling my waist and I was begging for mercy.  “Oh, god…” I cried as he kept tickling me despite my attempts to fight him off.  “You’re going to make me piss my pants, stop!” I tried to sound serious but giggling like a girl and squealing didn’t help.

“Say you’re sorry…”

“I’m sorry!  I’m sorry!” I screamed amid giggles.

“Tell me you love me…”

“More than anything!”  He stopped tickling me and sat back on his heels looking down at me with a grin.  We were both out of breath and I was pretty sure I’d kicked something with my bad foot because it all of a sudden was throbbing again.  He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I laughed but when he pretended he was going to tickle me again I squealed again, “No!”

He laughed and shook his head, “I was kidding… Wouldn’t want you to pee on me, I’m not into Golden Showers.”

I laughed so hard I snorted “Good…”  I smirked, “I like you like this… on top, holding me down.  It’s pretty hot.”

He raised an eyebrow at me, “Oh really?”

“Mmm hmm…”

“Can I tie you up?” he asked with a deliciously dirty grin.

“After my ankle-foot heals, yes.”

“Nice… How about a blindfold?”

I fanned myself with my hand, “Oh yeah…”

“What about outside?  Right here?”

I smirked and looked around.  There weren’t any buildings in the immediate area that were taller than Josef’s place.   I reached up and pulled the tie on the curtain along the head of the bed.  The sheer white fabric smoothed itself out in the wind and created a perfect blinder to any neighbors.  There were curtains on the remaining three sides of the bed as well. 

I didn’t even have to tell Kevin to pull the ties on the rest of the curtains, he did it in record speed and when we were enclosed in our private little heaven he resumed his position over me.  He tapped his finger on his chin thoughtfully, “What to do, what to do…”  I couldn’t help but giggle.  I didn’t care what he did to me as long as it involved touching and eventually fucking.  He pulled one of the curtain ties out of its loop and checked it by holding it up to his eyes to see if he could see through it or not and I about died.  I didn’t know he wanted to do the blindfold thing right then and there.  “Not too bad…” he said as he lowered the fabric from his face.  “Ready?”

My throat was insanely dry all of a sudden and I thought my heart might beat right out of my chest if I wasn’t careful.  I nodded and whispered a yes.  He carefully tied the band of fabric around my head covering my eyes.  For sheer fabric it was pretty damn hard to see through in the dark.  I could see faint outlines and shadows, but nothing clearly.  In fact when Kevin spoke and his mouth was right next to my ear it scared me because I hadn’t seen him move.  I jumped and he chuckled in my ear, “Lay perfectly still…”  I was trembling already and he wanted me to lay still?

I tried my best not to move but what I really wanted to do was sort of writhe around on the bed happily imagining what my body was about to experience.  Kevin did that to me, just thinking of him had me wanting to squeeze my legs together and let my hands roam my own skin.  Having my sight cut off was ridiculously exciting.  All of a sudden I felt like I could hear and feel everything so much stronger.  I couldn’t feel Kevin though, and that puzzled me.  “Kev?” I asked quietly.

“Shh…” I heard him say and could tell he was no longer near my head. 

“Where are…”

“Shh…” he said again and I bit my bottom lip between my teeth to shut myself up. 

Again, moving like a ninja, Kevin’s voice showed up right next to my ear and sent shivers over my entire body, “I’m right here…”  His fingers began undressing me and I wanted to help him, to speed things up, but he’d told me to lay still so I tried to behave.  I did raise my hips so he could pull my shorts and underwear off, but everything else he managed to slide off of me without my help.  It was one of the hottest things I’d ever encountered.   That is until he started dragging one of the other curtain ties across my skin ever so lightly.  For a moment I felt guilty about sexing up Josef’s patio furniture but then when the silky soft fabric was pulled across my nipples I really didn’t give a damn about the furniture.

“Holy wow…” I sighed and tried to remind myself not to move.  I wanted to move.  I wanted to tackle Kevin or at least get him to tackle me.  He on the other hand had other plans because he kept sliding that fabric across my skin causing goosebumps, shivers, and a few moans out of me.  He was so damn quiet it started to bug me, “Talk to me, Kev…” I pleaded as the fabric slid down my thigh toward my feet ever so slowly.

If I couldn’t touch Kevin, or myself for that matter, I had to hold on to something.  I reached out for something to hold on to and wound up with my hands above my head holding the headboard.  Kevin apparently enjoyed the position because he let out a quiet, “Damn…”  He was near my feet and when I expected more torture with the curtain tie, he shocked me by instead kissing my toes.

I laughed and squirmed and could feel his smile against my foot as he continued down the arch then around to the ankle.  Who would have known that having someone suck on your ankle would be such a turn on?  I squeezed the headboard and tipped my head back both wishing I could take off the blindfold and yet loving it at the same time.  Once done trying to give my ankle a hickey I felt Kevin push my legs apart with his hands.  He made me bend one leg at the knee and place my foot on the bed, while the other leg with the bad ankle stayed where it was.  Then his tongue went on a trek up the inside of my bent leg.  Slowly up and up to my knee before descending even slower down my thigh.

“Oh sweet, sweet, heaven…” I groaned and wondered if the bed was going to be strong enough or if I’d break the wood with my hands. 

Just before reaching the place where my leg met my body he stopped and pushed my thigh so it was laying down.  He pushed the other leg out too so I was pretty much spread wide open for him and it felt damn good.  I could feel his breath warm and moist on my skin.  I wanted to grab his head and force it down, force him to lick and suck and taste me, but of course I did my best to behave.  It felt like he waited forever though, just hovering over me, breathing on me. 

My entire body was trembling, literally trembling, with anticipation of feeling his mouth on me again.  When he dipped his head and ran the tip of his nose along my skin instead of his tongue I moaned.  His nose traced the crease where my leg met my body and then pulled across my belly only to go back down the other side.  I heard him take a deep breath and it made me shake.  “God, you smell good…”

He was trying to kill me.  I would die happy, but he was definitely trying to kill me. I couldn’t form words let alone thoughts; all I knew was that this man between my legs had to be the most amazing lover ever.  I must have whimpered out the word please because I heard Kevin chuckle and felt his breath on me again as he spoke, “Please what?”

“Please…” I sighed and moved my hips toward him.  He pressed his hands on my hips to anchor them to the mattress.  It turned me on so much I thought I was going to lose it right then.   “More…”

He slid his hands down my hips to my thighs then his arms went underneath my legs so he could curl his arms around each leg and hold me still.  We’d done this many, many times before and I knew exactly what was coming next.  Not wasting any time his mouth found me and I cried out as his tongue took its familiar route to my clitoris.  He licked at the hardened bud, sucked on it, and even nibbled on it with his teeth.   

My hips tried to jerk up toward his mouth but his arms held me still.  I wanted to touch him so bad.  I wanted to watch him even worse.  I loved watching Kevin go down on me.  I’d never really understood how sexy it could be until him.  Something about him down there doing his thing while I watched and he’d occasionally look up at me with those green eyes so intense.  It could undo me in a heartbeat. 

With the blindfold though I experienced a whole new experience.  Instead of watching Kevin, I listened.  The way he’d sort of hum and moan while sucking on me explained the vibration I felt between my legs.  The sound of the City reminded me that we were still outside… the danger of being caught or seen even though technically we were covered by the curtains just heightened the mood.

I tried moving my hips again but he wouldn’t let me.  So instead I clenched my muscles around his tongue as he lapped at me.  As great as he was at oral sex, I wanted more.  I wanted him inside of me to the hilt and to wrap my legs around his waist.  He took the clenching of my muscles as a cue to suck even harder.  I finally lost my control, let go of the bed and fisted his hair in my hands.  He didn’t protest however as I pushed his face down and tugged at his hair. 

Still holding my hips down he finished me off and I moaned his name over and over as I came.  It didn’t end there though, just as I was starting to catch my breath I felt Kevin move over me and I realized for the first time that he too was nude.  His erection pressed against my stomach as he leaned in to suck on my neck and my hands were drawn to him like a magnet.

I stroked his cock and he moaned in my ear.  I smiled, “You’re so damn hard…”  That made him press his hips toward my hand even harder and moan some more.  I squeezed as I pumped him, “You’re good at teasing me but it clearly does a number on you.”

“Damn it…” he said and I giggled as I ran my thumb over the tip of his cock, rubbing the pre-cum around.

“I can’t see, baby… you’re going to have to help me out.”

“You’re doing just fine,” he said and I could tell he was clenching his teeth together.  I was surprised he was hanging in there so well.  I expected him to plunge himself inside of me or at least fuck my hand, but he just kept letting me stroke him.

It was hard to decide if I should keep teasing him, or just give in and go at it like a wild animal.  I knew he was close but without being able to see him it was hard to tell just how close.  I definitely didn’t want him to come in my hand, I needed him deep inside of me for that.

I would have liked to flip him and ride him with the blindfold on but with my injured foot there was no way I could maneuver being on top of him without a whole lot of pain.  Instead I decided to rub his cock against my slit as I continued to stroke him.  He almost came undone when the tip touched me.  I whispered in his ear as I slowed my hand, “Not yet, baby…”

“Kel, I…”

“Shh…” I said and pressed that magic spot at the base of his shaft that made it impossible for him to come just yet.  He swore and his hips bucked at me but I could tell it was doing the trick.  I wished I could see his cock in my hand, I loved watching it twitch as I played with it.  Just thinking about him made my whole body pulse and I knew I was as ready as he was.  I leaned up to kiss his neck then whispered in his ear, “Fuck me hard, Kev…”

That was all it took, with a relieved moan he positioned himself and then slid inside of me as fast as he could and considering how incredibly wet I was for him, it was pretty damn fast.  He pulled my legs up around him and held on to my hips as he rammed me, hitting all the rights spot over and over again.  It was fast, hard, and hotter than ever.  Then before we knew it, we were both coming and moaning.  I didn’t care if the neighbors saw us, heard us, or even videotaped us… all that mattered was Kevin.

When we’d both caught our breath and he’d pulled out of me much to my dismay, he pushed the blindfold up so to my forehead so I could see.  He had the biggest grin on his face and I couldn’t help but grin too.  I pulled him down for a kiss, “I fucking love you…”

He laughed against my mouth, “I fucking love you too…”

“Promise me we’ll always have this kind of spontaneity,” I said as I held his face in my hands.

“If it’s going to be this good, I don’t think we’ll have anything to worry about.  I’ll be old and grey using a walker and still trying to get it on with you.”

I laughed, “Ooh geriatric sex!  You plan on staying around that long, Heartthrob?”

He smiled and kissed me before whispering against my lips, “Forever.”