Just Rules (13 page)

“I want to touch you,” she said with such a raspy voice that even she was surprised. “Kev, I want to touch you,” she repeated, looking him in the eye.

There was something wild and primitive in his eyes, and he devoured her again with his mouth, without answering her or letting her loose from his grip. She could feel Kev breathing through his nose, while at the same time his tongue managed to make her blood boil, it now run slowly and sensually through her veins. Susana’s clothes were bothering her. Her dress was in the way, and his clothes bothered her even more. She had told him that she wanted to touch him, but the truth was that she needed to do much more than that. Now that she had had a little taste of him, she needed to taste the rest. She needed to taste Kev. And she needed him before it was too late.

It will only happen once.

The thought of it made her sick to her stomach and she kissed him so she didn’t have to think about it anymore.

She wanted to know what his skin felt like and what exact color his freckles were, where they were, and how many he had. She wanted to kiss his entire body and discover how he tasted. She needed to. But he didn’t seem like he had the intention of loosening his grip on her, so she did something she had never done before (another first) and she bit his bottom lip.

Mac didn’t know how had he been capable of being in the same room with her on so many occasions without jumping all over her. How the hell could he have been so blind? His mouth fit perfectly with hers. He could have spent hours discovering what she tasted like. The delicate moans that Susana tried so hard to hold back were the most erotic and sensual sounds he had ever heard, and the way she moved her hips could make him commit any sin. And when she bit his bottom lip, a shiver ran up and down his spine, and he opened his eyes so that he could look at her. He thought to himself that if she asked him to stop, he would, that if she looked repulsed he would accept it. But what he saw was a kind of passion and desire that he had never seen in any woman before. And he used to call her frigid? For a heartbeat his mind unkindly reminded him that Susana had been Tim’s fiance and ugly feeling run through his blood. She must have sensed something because she let go of his lip that she still had between her teeth and kissed him again.

It was the first kiss that she had initiated, and when Mac felt her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth as if it belonged to her he forgot about everything else and let out a moan that came from the depths of his soul.

Susana needed to touch him. She needed to keep discovering what was happening to her, and she needed to do it at that very moment, before she convinced herself that she was making a mistake. She tried to escape from his grip again, but he grabbed her arms and pinned her to the door once more.

“Kev, please.”

He let go off her then, and Susana took the chance to slip her hands underneath Kev’s shirt before he could change his mind. She could feel him trembling as she ran her fingernails over his abs to see what other reactions she could get out of him.

Mac held on to her waist for a few seconds and then moved one hand up to her breasts. He touched them through her dress and she arched her back looking for a much more intimate caress. Susana couldn’t contain what she was feeling, and she didn’t want to either. Her entire body burned. It was as if Kev was inside her and yet it wasn’t enough. Now his taste on her lips and she felt his skin on hers. The smell of mint enveloped her, but she acutely wanted more. Perhaps part of her brain was in denial about what that actually meant, but her hands were determined, and they went down Mac’s pajama bottoms. Susana’s hands didn’t stop until they grabbed Kev’s buttocks and pulled him closer to her.

Mac was going to climax right then and there and make a fool of himself in front of Susana. He had to stop kissing her, and when he was finally able to, he looked her in the eye. She looked back at him, licked her bottom lip and ran her hands up and down his pants. Mac licked his lip again, this time in an effort to say something. He wanted to ask her if she was sure of what she was doing, but Susana kept him silent with another kiss. Mac kissed her right back and he gave in to the burning desire that was growing between them

Susana was wearing a green, wool dress, and Mac began to take it off with the hand that until then had been on her waist. He slipped the hand underneath the dress and began to trace the outline of her underwear.

What little control they both had had up until that point completely vanished when Mac’s hand went south. Susana pulled his pants down until just below his buttocks, Kev tore her underwear off in a single movement and lifted her up in his arms. Susana wrapped her arms around his neck and Kev slipped inside her, pushing her against the door, which luckily for them, was solid wood.

“Susana,” he moaned quietly, feeling the heat from being inside her envelop him.

“Kev.” She couldn’t stop saying his name.

Mac started to move his body, but not in the way a typical lady’s man would. Instead, the way his body moved was more like that of a hopeless man who’s realized that he’s finally found his woman.

“Jesus Christ, Susana.”

Mac’s head and back were soaked in sweat, and his sex which was already completely erect, kept getting harder with each of Susana’s answers. She moaned, dug her fingernails in the back of his neck, and kissed him like she needed him to breath.

“Kev…more. Please,” she sighed, biting her bottom lip as she separated from him for a second, and Mac saw her blush when she realized she had said it out loud.

“No, don’t try to control it. It’s OK —he said— I like hearing you.”

Susana smiled at him and continued to kiss him with an innocence that didn’t match the woman who just dug her fingernails into his back. And the contrast made Kev tremble.

“More,” she whispered.

“Yes, more please,” he muttered, pulling out almost enough so that he was barely inside her anymore, just so he could put it back in again. “More.”

Mac didn’t know what exactly was happening with her, besides the fact that it was the best sex he’d ever had in his life, but he knew it was way much more than that. And he was terrified that she wouldn’t feel the same as he. He had the horrible feeling that that would be the only chance he would have to get to her, and he was willing to do whatever it took to make her addicted to him. Because the thought of not being with Susana again was simply unbearable. He began caressing her breasts with the hand that was resting on them. He slowed down the movement of his hips until he found a rhythm that drove both of them wild, taking them to the limit without letting them reach what they needed so desperately. His shirt was completely soaked and she was trembling. Susana wrapped her legs around Kev’s waist and her arms around his neck, making herself a prisoner between him and the entrance door.

“Kev,” she moaned, interrupting another one of those long kisses, and with her eyes closed she rested her head on the wall.

To hear her say his name was extremely erotic. He had been called Mac or Hurricane for so many years that he had almost forgotten his real name. But Susana had not.

“Kev —she repeated, caressing the hair on the back of his neck— please…”

Kev was so turned on he could barely stand it. He had never been so close to having an orgasm, without actually having one. He had never been so impatient to reach it at the exact same time as the woman he was with.

She said she wanted more. He wasn’t sure if he could give her more but he was willing to try. He removed the hand that had been resting on her buttocks, and pushed all of Susana’s weight completely onto the door. The slight change in position made him penetrate her to the most intimate place inside her and at that precise moment, he felt her first spasms. And he succumbed to his own orgasm. Kev had never ejaculated with such strength and the moan of pleasure that came from his throat threatened to leave him voiceless, so to contain it, he buried his face in Susan’s neck and bit her.

When Susan felt the bite she moaned as well, and as the first orgasm started to fade out it turned into a second one. With his legs planted firmly on the floor, Mac held her up with his body the whole time, despite the fact that his own was shaking.

They stayed in that position until he could regain his breath, and then he carefully put her on the floor. She still had her head turned to one side, but Kev thought that she was just tired. It would have made sense, because after all, he was destroyed, and after pulling on his pants he went to give her a kiss. He wanted to kiss her, loose himself in her lips. After having been inside her like that, it was what he really needed, and he wanted to pick her up and put her in his bed. They would sleep for a while and when they woke up…

Susana looked at him and Kev felt sick to his stomach. The eyes that were looking back at him were not those of the woman who had demanded him to shut up and kiss her, rather, they were the eyes of Steel Pants full of regret.
No!
He shouted silently. He couldn’t allow Susana to regret what had just happened between them.

“Susana…” It hurt him to say her name because he knew that she would try to leave when she heard it.

“Don’t say anything.” She put a hand in the air to stop him and with the other hand she reached behind her for the doorknob. “Don’t say anything. Goodbye, Mac.”

She fumbled with the door, opened it, and got out of there before Mac could do anything but stare at her with his heart breaking in his eyes..

Tenth rule of American football:

The objective of the defense consists of stopping the other team from advancing toward the end zone by tackling the offensive player who has the ball or by forcing turnovers.

Susana left Mac’s house and got in the taxi that had brought her there. Besides the crazy thing she had just done, at least she had been smart enough to ask the taxi driver to wait for her. When she left her apartment with the empty box of chocolates, her intention was to go see MacMurray, not Kev, to tell him that he did not need to pretend like he was worried about her, and that she never wanted to see him again. On the way there, she also told herself that with this night visit she would prove to Pam, and to herself, that it was absolutely ridiculous to think that she and Mac were attracted to one another..

But then she got to MacMurray’s place and he opened the door disheveled and in his pajamas.

Suddenly, she couldn’t stop thinking about how handsome he was, about how many times she had seemed him with ditzy supermodels on his arm, and about all the times he had called her frigid and cold. The tequila, no doubt, had taken over her mind, and she started to wonder about stupid things like what his skin would taste like, or if his legs would be as strong as they looked. And she called him Kev. Where the hell did that come from?

Don’t blame the tequila. You were basically sober and you know it.

OK.

In his defense, she was now able to say that Mac’s kisses should be illegal. She had never lost the ability to reason before. Each time that his lips touched her, she lost all ability to think and turned into a woman desperate for his touch. Susan looked at her hands and saw that they were shaking, and in the back seat of the taxi she thought about how she ran her fingers through Mac’s hair. She pulled her knees together in an effort to stop her legs from shaking as well. But then she remembered that just minutes before, she’d had them wrapped around his waist.

“What have I done?” she muttered.

“What was that, Miss? I didn’t hear you,” said the taxi driver.

“Nothing.”

The man nodded his head and continued driving, probably convinced that he had a lunatic in his taxi.

Susan looked out the window and tried not to think about anything. What had happened to her? She had never reacted like that before. It was like she was in heat. Although she didn’t want to admit it, and it was something that she supposedly wasn’t going to do, she had been the one to instigate the first kiss. God, she had practically forced him to kiss her. And she had been the one who had put her hands down his pants in an effort to undress him. The desire to be with him had made her more than brave. Not even the tequila could justify the unstoppable need she felt to touch Kev, to feel him inside of her. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the seat of the taxi. She didn’t even care that they hadn’t done it in a bed, or that he had pushed her up against the wood door, or that he had wrinkled her dress, or that –oh, Good- he had ripped her underwear off. The only thing that mattered to her were his kisses and his touch, the blood that ran through her veins, burning her on the inside, and the desire of wanting him to be inside her right then and there until forever.

It was the first time she had felt like that.

And it was because of Kev MacMurray, a man she had hated for more than a year.

Was it possible that her hatred stemmed from the strong attraction she felt towards him? Had she really acted like a little girl who picks on a boy she secretly likes? Had she felt such little love for Tim that merely a month after the breakup she went running to the arms of his best friend?

And what about him? How did Kev feel about all of this? Susana didn’t have much experience with men and judging by what had happened that night she had much less experience than she thought. Did Mac kiss all of the women he was with like that? Did he whisper to them and touch them like he whispered and touched her? She closed her fists and told herself that she had no right to get jealous about the past, present, or future of Kev MacMurray. There was nothing going on between them.

Or what was going on between them was too complicated and too scary for her to try to understand it right now.

Susana had never felt that kind of sexual pleasure with anybody else, but for all she knew, perhaps he had. Maybe for Mac those types of encounters were a normal thing. She dug her nails into the black leather seat of the taxi. No, there was no way he kissed other women like that. She had never imagined that her entire body would shake, or that she could not stop saying his partner’s name when she climaxed.