Pete's Diner

AN: so here is chapter two. i was just kind of writing, and it went in this direction. i already have some ideas for chapter three, but i won\'t be writing it tonight. 3 will focus on what happened with Tyler after he left and his mindset. please review!!
rock on


“What happens now?”

Tyler just stared. His mind frozen, replaying that kiss over and over. He couldn’t believe he had been so stupid. He put his coat back on, grabbed his hat and walked out the door without saying a word.

She was in shock. How can he do that? What the fuck just happened? were the questions running through his head. The tears started falling again as the rejection set in.

On the porch, Tyler leaned against the door. This is so wrong. I need to leave and go home. I need to get out of here. And yet, he couldn’t move. He turned around and looked through the window. She was crying again. It broke his heart to see her like that, falling apart. He didn’t know how he felt about her, so full of confusion.

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The blue bikini fit her body perfectly. Long legs, slim waist, long blonde hair blowing in the wind. She just stood there watching the sunset. He didn’t think anyone else had known about this spot, but apparently he was wrong. It was like one of his fantasies had become reality, this beautiful woman just quietly observing the scenery. He decided to try his luck.

Silently walking up to her, his heart beating faster and faster, he came to a stop beside her. They stood there like that for quite a while, her watching the horizon, him watching her. It was almost serene.

“What, no line?” she asked, dryly.

“Excuse me?”

“No pick up line, cheesy or otherwise to offer?”

“Now why would I need a line? I was perfectly happy with the comfortable silence.”

She searched his face for a sign of something. Something that would tell her he was going to be another one of those guys. She was just looking for a place to think. She was tired of the idiots who thought they were so suave. She looked him straight in those bright blue eyes, and couldn’t find one speck of insincerity in them.

He was oddly at peace at the moment. Usually he was a nervous wreck around women like this. The wrong things would always come out of his mouth, or he would just do straight on babbling all night. But this one, this one was easy to talk to and stand with. He didn’t know how long they had been out here in the quiet, but it was long enough that he felt at ease.

Gently, he pushed her hair out of her face. He was suddenly very aware of his body’s response to touching her. He kept his hand on her face as he stepped towards her. She kept her gaze locked on his, didn’t back away. To both of them, it was if time had stilled and was waiting for them.

His eyes asked permission to continue, and hers responded yes.

It was a kiss like no other. Simple, yet full of passion. Her lips tasted like coffee, and he didn’t mind. Flitting his tongue against her lips, he took the kiss deeper. She ran her fingers through his hair, soft and silky. His hands worked at undoing her bathing suit top.

They broke apart for some air, again, he silently asked if she was ok, giving her the option to stop. She gave him a small smile and pressed her lips to his again.

Having successfully removed her top, his hands now cupped her breasts, massaging them lightly. He took her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, gently twisting and pinching them, eliciting a soft moan from her.

Slowly, they lay themselves down on her towel. He was leaving a trail of kisses, down her jaw line, her neck, giving some attention to her right breast, then her left. His hand was on the outside of her bikini bottoms, giving her another chance to tell him to back off. Her hands were in his hair and on his back, pushing him down. He removed her bottoms, placing them beside the towel.

This time the kisses started on her inner thigh, making his way to her wet pussy. He was building her up, making it last as long as possible. He flicked his tongue at her clit, she gasped and arched slightly, wanting more. He gave her more, teasing her and drinking her until she cried out into the night, riding out her first wave.

He crawled back up to her, let her taste herself on his lips. She wasn’t about to let him get away with that, though. Flipping him onto his back, she kissed her way down his happy trail, smiling at him as she removed his shorts.

He was rock hard, just waiting to be released. Licking him from base to tip, she took him into her mouth. She swirled her tongue, and applied some pressure with her lips. He was so impatient, and she could tell. His fingers were curled around her hair and tightening every time she teased him. She let out a soft, low hum around his cock, and smiled at his now desperate grip on her head. But she didn’t want him to cum in her mouth. She wanted him inside her. She played with herself a bit while humming around his dick, making sure she was ready for him.

Sitting up, she positioned herself directly over him. He nodded once, and watched as she lowered herself onto him. It was so hot and wet. Grabbing her hips, he moved her slowly, rocking against her. Her breasts were hitting his face as she leaned over him. He caught one in his mouth and sucked on her nipple, biting it, making her groan again. She was rocking against him harder, trying to get him inside her deeper. He flipped them over again, taking her legs and putting them over his shoulders. He pushed himself all the way in, going faster and faster.

It was about to happen. It was about to happen Itwashappening Itwashappening ItwashappeningItwashappeningItwashappening.

Together they spilled over the edge, taking their time riding it out. After a while, a few kisses, and just generally lying there, they both picked themselves up, got dressed and walked away.

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Kayte woke up on the couch, exactly where she had cried herself to sleep. Her dream slowly coming back to her.

She sighed and went upstairs to bed, wishing her life was as exciting as her fantasies.