Uninvolved (19 page)

"If he doesn’t text you
,
that is your answer."

What sucked so much was
Becka
knew that everything Dave told her made sense and was exactly what she should do
.
She just didn’t
want to
.
Either way she knew she wouldn’t text him that day
.
She
would just obsess about him instead
.
Turning her movie back on
,
she barely paid any attention to it
.
Instead
,
she wondered what
Nate
was doing, or who he was with, and if he was thinking of her.

Chapter 7

As much as
she
wanted to hear from
Nate
,
it was Kyle instead who seemed to be everywhere
.
He would come by
to hang out
at the house
with Dave or randomly be out the same places that she was
. Kyle
really seemed to be a nice guy, Becka
saw other girls hit on him
,
but he always turned them down
.
Is he doing that for
me
,
Becka
wondered
.
Considering all of the wallowing she had been doing over
Nate
,
who had all but disappeared outside of work
email
, it felt good to feel
somewhat
wanted.

While it would embarrass her to tell anyone this
,
her attraction fo
r Kyle grew mainly out of wanting
him to stroke her ego
.
They were all out one evening when she pulled him to the dance floor
.
Becka
shamelessly grinded
her body
against him, putting her arms around his neck
.
After a couple of dances
,
she felt his breath hitch as she began kissing his neck.

She
pulled back to gauge Kyle's
reaction and
,
seeing he looked thrilled
,
she pulled his face to hers and
kissed him
.
Kyle
did not need any further pushing and greedily kissed her back
.
It felt awesome to be wanted
.
God, this feeling is what she had been missing
.
E
xhausted from dancing
,
she led
him off the dance floor and back to where they were all sitting.

Dave gave her a look as she approached hand in hand with Kyle
.
Finishing her drink
,
Kyle offered to get her another
.
That felt good too, having a boy to buy her drinks
.
Even thou
gh she was still lukewarm in
her feelings towards him
,
Becka
didn’t really care
.
Becka wanted Kyle
for how he felt about her, not for how she felt about him.

She
rode with Kyle
back to her house
.
Dave
had
stayed at the bar and would probably just
cab it
home
.
Once back at her place
,
she reveled in his attention of her
,
h
er confidence increasing with every compliment
.
Becka
pulled him to her room
.
Kyle seemed nervous and even shy
.
She
was not having any of that
.
It had been months since she had had sex.

Something about Nate had made her doubt herself. While not the best reason to ever have sex with someone
,
Becka thought Kyle was a nice guy
,
and she needed to feel wanted
.
She was aggressive
,
and Kyle liked her so much that
,
even though he
may have
thought they were taking it too fast
,
wanted to please her
.
He was sweet and gentle when she really wanted him to be rough and passionate
.
Afterward, she still felt somewhat unfulfilled.

Becka
had expected sex with Kyle to fill the holes
that had formed in her self-esteem
and it hadn’t
.
If anything
,
Becka
felt more vulnerable because the act had not lived up to the picture she had in her head
.
Getting up and putting on her robe
,
she went to the kitchen to grab them some water
.
Kyle pulled on his boxers
and followed her.

After
handing him a bottle of water
,
Kyle
wrapped his a
rms around her and kissed her
.
Feeling his excitement through the thin material of his boxers
,
Becka
thought maybe round two
would be better
.
He followed her
back to her room
,
Becka
shutting the door behind them
.
Kyle seemed surprised but happy to comply.

The next morning
,
Becka
did her best to untangle herself
from Kyle without waking him up
.
He was a spooner
.
She
did not mind some cuddling right after sex but after that
she
liked her space to sleep
.
She put on some yoga pants and an old t-shirt and went to
the kitchen to make some cocoa
.
She was feeling really tense
,
which was annoying the shit out of her
.
Spying Dave's pack of cigarettes on the patio
table
,
she suddenly craved one.

Becka
had never been much of a smoker
.
Most
of the time
,
she thought it was disgusting
.
It was because o
f her
that
Dave smoked outside
.
She
hated the smell
.
For whatever
reason
,
Becka
w
as craving
one so bad,
but
s
he made herself a bowl of
mint chocolate chip
ice cream instead
.
Not long after
,
Kyle came out of her room.

Plopping down next to her on the sofa
,
he nuzzled her neck and whispered
.
"Good morning."

She offered him a bite
,
which he took
.
She
was a bit messy with the spoon and a bit escaped onto the side of his month
.
Laughing
,
she pulled him to her and kissed it off of him.

"You are so fucking hot
,
" he groaned.

That was
exactly what she needed to hear
.
Taking another spoonful of ice cream
,
she moved to straddle him
.
Ice cream still in her mouth
,
she went to kiss him and pushed the ice cream into his mouth
.
Molding his hands to her hips
,
his tongue dipped into her mouth
.
Ice cream did wonders for morning breath
.
Bowl forgotten next to her
,
she started kissing his neck
,
and he moved his hands under her shirt to cup her breasts.

They both stilled at the sound of movement from Dave's room
.
Meeting each other's eyes in silent agreement
,
Becka
grabbed the ice cream in one hand and his hand in the other and pulled him back to her room
.
Pushing him onto her bed
,
she pulled his shirt off of him
.
Then straddling him
,
bowl of melted ice cream in hand
,
she held the spoon out over his chest letting drips pool onto him
.
He tensed at the coolness of the ice cre
am. S
etting the bowl down and twi
sting her hair up into a bun
,
Becka
leaned over him to lick the ice cream off his chest.

Becka
gasped when Kyle flipped her over onto her back
,
lif
ted
her shirt
up
, and
started
dripping ice cream onto her
.
She flinched and felt her skin erupt in goose bumps with each drop
.
The contrast between the chill of the ice cream to h
is warm breath and tongue as he licked the ice cream off of her was intense
.
She burst out laughing
,
though
,
when he followed one drip over the side of her hip.

"Oh my
G
od
,
that tickles
,
" Becka
gasped
,
pulling him back towards her.

Finding his mouth with hers
,
she climbed into his lap
as his hands cupped her ass
.
Becka
paused her kiss long enough to pull her shirt off and press her chest to his
.
He laid her onto her back and moved from kissing her mouth to
her neck and lower
.

Kyle
gent
ly kissed and bit her
as he moved down making her groan
.
"
I want you
right now
.
"

He jumped up and took off his pants while she shimmed out of hers
.
He put
a condom on in record time. Each time their chests
touched
,
she could feel his chest sticking to hers from the ice crea
m
.
His weight was heavy on her
as he reached his hands down to cup her ass, lifting her
.
Kyle's
face was buried in her neck, his stubble
rubbing there
and the top of her shoulder
.
They were both panting
by the time they were done
.
Kyle
collapsed beside her
,
pulling her against him.

"Think we'll make it out of bed today?"
Becka
joked.

"I hope not
,
" Kyle grinned
,
nuzzling the back of her ear.

"Well
,
at least long enough
to change the sheets and shower
‘
cause I
feel all sticky
,
"
Becka
complained.

"You feel amazing
,
" Kyle whispered
,
trailing his fingertips up and down her arm.

Yes,
Becka
thought to herself
.
Kyle was just what she needed for a confidence boost
, and if he kept fucking her like that
,
she would have no problem forgetting
Nate
.
Becka
managed to get him out of bed by suggesting a joint shower
.
The hot water felt so good
.
She put a generous dollop of body wash onto a washcloth and began washing Kyle's chest
.
He was nowhere near as muscular as
Nate
was
,
but he was definitely cut
.