The Realest Ever - By Keith Thomas Walker Page 0,75
like we were starting a new phase of our friendship. It was exciting, so we celebrated.” She grinned. Her face reddened.
“I like that,” Donovan said. “A new phase.”
“But our friendship will always come first,” Kyra said. “If you’re mad at me because of something I did as your girlfriend, you still have to be my best friend.”
“No doubt,” Donovan said. “But you’re more than my girlfriend, Kyra. Girlfriends come and go. You’re not going anywhere. You’ll be with me forever, right?”
Kyra’s heart sighed. “Yes, Donovan. You know I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good. So I was thinking you and Kat and Quinell should come and live with me.”
Kyra’s jaw dropped. “When were you thinking that?”
“For a while now. I don’t like the idea of all three of y’all in one bedroom. That’s not cool.”
“But you know I’m getting my own place.”
“You said you’d be with me forever, so why do you want to get your own place? You do plan to marry me and live with me at some point, right?”
Kyra thought she might have a heart attack. Was that a proposal? She couldn’t get a response out.
“I mean, it’s my assumption we’re going to get married,” Donovan said.
Kyra’s eyes filled with tears. “Yes, Donovan. That would be a dream come true.”
“Alright. We’re on the same page. I’m just saying you can move in with me whenever you’re ready to leave your aunt’s house. Today, tomorrow. Whenever. No pressure.”
Today? Tomorrow? Kyra didn’t know what to make of it. She would love to live with Donovan. And his argument made sense. But surely it was the wine talking. Living together would be a HUGE adjustment – for both of them. Donovan didn’t know what he was saying.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
He reached to wipe her tears. This was the second time he did that tonight. Kyra realized she was an emotional wreck.
She chuckled. “Yeah, I’m alright.”
“I know what will make you feel better,” Donovan said.
“Oh? What’s that?”
He reached into her lap and pulled the drawstring on her shorts, undoing the bow she tied. Kyra smiled. When she looked up at him, Donovan leaned closer and kissed her, softly. His lips were sweet from the wine. Kyra slipped her tongue into his mouth as Donovan reached and caressed her breasts.
“Come with me,” he said between kisses. “To my bedroom. I want to make love to you. For real this time.”
For real this time? “Okay,” Kyra whispered.
Donovan rose from the couch. He took Kyra’s wine glass and then helped her to her feet.
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Donovan took her to the bedroom again and asked Kyra to sit on the bed. He turned on the lights and stood before her. With Kyra sitting on his mattress, they were roughly the same height. Donovan kissed her softly and then helped her out of her shirt. Kyra didn’t have a bra on. Donovan caressed both of her breasts with both hands. He fondled her nipples with his thumbs until they were both perky, and then he told her to lie back on the mattress. Kyra did so. Donovan helped slide her shorts and boxers off her legs. He looked down at her beautiful, nude body.
Kyra had her knees bent, her legs closed. Donovan pried her knees apart and ran his hands from her stomach to her chest. He caressed her hot flesh lovingly. His touch sent shivers up and down her spine. Kyra watched him in silence.
Donovan pulled his tee shirt over his head. He removed his shorts and underwear and placed his hands on Kyra’s knees again. He was still standing on the side of the bed. He stepped closer, and Kyra felt his manhood brushing her pubic hair. Her breaths quickened. Donovan pushed his hips forward, and she felt his erection slide up to her belly button. The sensation made her gasp. She sat up on her elbows and looked between her legs.
Donovan stroked again, back and forth. His penis was on top of her rather than inside. It was hot and weighty. Donovan pushed all the way, until she felt his balls on her labia. Kyra’s heart was thumping now. She realized he could make love to her in this position. Her kitty moistened and tightened in anticipation.
Donovan brought her knees together until her thighs closed on his penis from both sides. Only the head was sticking out from Kyra’s perspective. And what a plump and lovely head it was! Kyra wanted to suck it. She wanted to feel him in her mouth.