The Realest Ever (27 page)

Kyra’s heart nearly floated out of her chest
.  Donovan was a gorgeous man and a popular football player.  She couldn’t believe his two best kisses were the ones he shared with her.

“Me, too,” she said.  “They were my best.”

“Which one was better?”

Kyra giggled.  “That’s a hard one.  That first kiss
…  I dreamt about it for years.  It was special for a whole lot of reasons.  But tonight…”  She shook her head slowly.  “You blew my mind, Donovan.  I’ve been waiting so long.  I thought it wasn’t going to happen.  It was monumental.  But the first one was, too.”

“Dang,” Donovan kidded.  “I would’ve hoped I improved a little over the years.”

Kyra placed a hand on his thigh.  “Oh, you have.”

“Nah, I don’t think I impressed you enough,” Donovan stated. 
“I have to try a little bit harder, when we get to my place.”

Kyra grinned. 
Wow.  I’m going to spend the night with Donovan Mitchell
.  Even as she said it aloud in her mind, and Donovan piloted his F-150 towards their destiny, Kyra didn’t fully believe it.

He placed his hand over hers and caressed it tenderly.  Kyra looked into his eyes and smiled.  She turned her hand over so they could interlock fingers. 
They held hands the rest of the way.

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Minutes later, they arrived at Donovan’s house.  Kyra’s heartbeats quickened as she walked through the doorway.  Donovan closed and locked it behind her. 

“
Do you want something to drink?”

Kyra nodded.  She followed him to the kitchen where
Donovan pulled two bottled waters from the refrigerator.  He handed her one and leaned on the counter watching while she unscrewed the top. 

“Here, let me get that for you.” 

Donovan approached and unfastened her mum.  Kyra noticed his fingers were trembling slightly.

“Are you nervous?” she asked
after he placed the mum on the counter.

Donovan nodded.  “You can tell?”

“A little.”

“Are you?”

Kyra nodded.

“Good.”  Donovan grinned.  “
We can be nervous together.”

Kyra smiled, too. 

“Come in here,” Donovan said and led her back to the living room. 

He took a seat on the sofa, and Kyra sat next to him. 
She took a sip of water before she placed the bottle on the coffee table.

Donovan watched her carefully.  “Do you want to be here?” he asked.

“Of course.”

“Do you want to
spend the night with me?”

Kyra blushed.  She looked down at her hands.  She nodded.

Donovan reached and lifted her head with two fingers under her chin.  “Are you sure?”

Kyra took a deep breath.  “Yes.”

“Are you worried about what it might be like, afterwards?”

“I don’t ever want to lose you.”   

“I don’t either,” Donovan said.  “We’re going to be together forever.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

They sealed
his pledge with a kiss.  Kyra giggled.  Her tongue was still blood red.  Donovan leaned closer and kissed her again.  He savored the flavor of her bottom lip.  He leaned closer still, until he was nearly on top of her.  Kyra had no choice but to recline on the soft cushions.  Donovan placed a hand on her hip.  He slipped his tongue inside her mouth as his fingers inched their way towards her breasts. 

He left her mouth
for a moment to plant hot kisses down her neck.  Kyra threw her head back, enjoying the sweet sensations his mouth gave.  She gasped when he sucked her exposed cleavage.  Donovan’s hand met his mouth there at the same time.  He fondled her breast with his large hand while fingering her nipple with his thumb.  Kyra felt electricity shoot through her chest.  Her nipple hardened.  Donovan squeezed it between his thumb and first finger until her whole body shuddered.  She put her arms on either side of his neck and stroked his trapezius muscles, silently begging for more. 

But
Donovan backed away abruptly.  He stared at her with his lips parted.  His eyes were dark and eager, almost animalistic.  Kyra’s heart thundered.  Donovan stood.  The bulge in the front of his pants was as clear as day.  He made no attempt to hide it, so Kyra stared at it unabashedly.  Donovan reached for her, and she offered her hand.  He pulled her to a standing position and led her down the hallway.

Kyra
swallowed hard when she entered his bedroom.  Donovan didn’t turn on the lights.  He released her hand when they reached his bed. 

“Sit
down.”

Kyra did as she was told.  Donovan’s bed was high off the floor
.  Kyra’s feet dangled as she scooted back on the mattress.  Donovan faced her, with his back to the door.  The light was on in the living room, but it wasn’t enough to fully illuminate the hallway.  Kyra saw little more than a silhouette as Donovan reached to unbutton his shirt – but what a silhouette it was!  When he removed his shirt, Kyra saw how carefully defined his neck and shoulder muscles were.  His back fanned out like a cobra; it was so sculpted, she could see it from the front. 

Donovan tossed his shirt
towards the closet and slowly unbuckled his belt.  Kyra could barely see, but she couldn’t look away.  He pulled his belt free of the loops and dropped it in the general direction of his shirt.  He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants in the same fluid motion.  He pushed the slacks off his hips, and they fell the rest of the way down his legs.  Kyra subconsciously held her breath.  It was so dark, she couldn’t tell what color his boxers were.  She strained her eyes to no avail.

Donovan
stepped to her and put his hands on her shoulders.  Kyra looked up at him, but her eyes kept darting to his boxers.  Donovan slid her dress straps off her shoulders and asked, “Does it zip in the back?”  Kyra nodded.  Donovan stepped closer so he could undo the zipper.  His manhood pressed against her stomach, and Kyra’s eyes widened. 
Oh my God, he’s huge
!

Donovan unzipped her and
asked her to, “Stand up, so I can get this dress off.”

He helped her off the bed and then pealed the dress off slowly. 
When Kyra was down to her undies, Donovan placed his hands under her arms and ran them down her sides, creating ripples of energy that made Kyra tremble. 

“You have an awesome body,” he said.  “Do you mind if I turn on the lights?”

Mind
?  Kyra was sure she wanted that more than he did.  “No.  Please, turn them on.”

He reached back, and Kyra was momentarily blinded by the brightness.  As her
pupils constricted, she was treated with a vision more breathtaking than any of the world’s natural wonders. 

This is not real
.

Donovan’s skin was smooth and chocolaty from head to toe.  His chest was
like nothing she’d ever seen in real life.  There was a definite crease between his pectorals.  His nipples were dark and enticing.  His chest protruded from his body at least an inch.  Donovan’s arms and shoulders were just as delectable, but it was his chest that captivated Kyra. 

And then there was his package.  Kyra looked down
, and her mouth watered and fell open at the same time. 
Oh my damn
.  Donovan was so hard, the fabric in his boxers was stretched nearly to the breaking point.  The fat head she felt poking her when Donovan took her under the bleachers looked to be plumb-sized.  Kyra’s kitty shuddered pleasantly in anticipation.

“
Do, does it hurt?” she asked, her eyes trained on one button at the front of his boxers that was sure to pop off at any moment.

“A little,” Donovan
admitted.

Kyra reached down tentatively and pulled the front of his boxers down.  Donovan’s erection jumped up to greet her.  Kyra inhaled sharply. 
She wrapped one hand around it, and then the other.  She actually had room for both.  His flesh was incredibly warm.  She felt his blood racing beneath her fingers.  She squeezed him slightly, and his manhood pulsated in response.  Kyra lightly bit her bottom lip.

Donovan groaned as he reached around with both hands
to undo her bra.  Kyra regretted that she had to let go of him for a moment so he could slide the undergarment off her arms.  Her hands went right back to her new friend.  She squeezed him a little harder, and Donovan’s stomach tightened.  She looked up at him.  He was breathing deeply, staring into her eyes.  He leaned down and kissed her.  Kyra felt him jump in her hands again.  She stroked him slowly as their tongues danced.

Donovan grabbed her ass with both hands and was delighted to find
that Kyra wore a thong.  The feel of her bare flesh beneath his palms and the way Kyra stroked him with her soft, smooth hands made pre-cum seep to the tip of his penis.  He fondled her with increased vigor.  Kyra’s ass was plump and round.  She looked down at his manhood and hummed with pleasure. 

“Kyra you feel so good to me.”

“You do, too, baby.”

Donovan
sucked her lips, and then his head dipped, in search of the nipple he met earlier.  Kyra’s breasts were ridiculously perky.  Donovan let go of her ass so he could caress them fully for the first time.  They were soft and warm.  Donovan brought the right one to his mouth and devoured her nipple.

“Oh!”  Kyra’s eyelids fluttered while Donovan’s
lips and tongue worked hard to please her.  She grabbed the back of his head with both hands.  Donovan tweaked one nipple with his fingers while he sucked and nibbled the other.  When the opposite one was as hard as a pebble, he switched sides, showing them equal affection.

Kyra’s chest had never been stimulated
so thoroughly.  Donovan didn’t have any timing she could pin down.  Sometimes he sucked softly, sometimes hard.  He licked one nipple tenderly, like he was enjoying ice cream, while at the same time squeezing her other nipple so hard she felt a lightning bolt shoot through her chest and down to her toes.

Just when she thought she
knew what was coming, Donovan stopped suddenly and reached for her panties.  He pulled them past her ass and down her thighs.  They fell the rest of the way to the floor.  Donovan placed both hands on her hips as he kissed her again.  They were both completely nude now.  Kyra had never been more eager to make love.  Donovan’s patience was driving her crazy.

“Get on the bed,” he said.

Kyra reached back to pull herself up.  Donovan hoisted her at the same time.  Kyra sat back on the mattress, astonished by his strength.  She barely had to help at all. 

Donovan had a smile on his face.  “Kyra, you’ve grown into a very beautiful woman.
  You were fine back in high school.  Now your body’s straight up crazy.”

Her face reddened as she grinned at him.  Donovan turned to retrieve a condom from his dresser.  Kyra brought
a hand to her mouth as she checked out his backside. 
That is one nice ass
!

Donovan turned back to her
.  His eyes narrowed.  “Were you checking out my ass?”

“No,” Kyra said with a gi
ggle.  She was biting her fingernail.

“Whatever,” Donovan said.  He
maintained eye contact as he tore the condom open and rolled it the length of his penis, inch by inch.  Kyra couldn’t take her eyes off his hands and his dick.

“Light’s off, or on?” Donovan asked.  “Hey, I’m up here.”

Kyra looked up at him.  She chuckled nervously, her hand still covering her mouth.  She really wanted to watch every bit of Donovan the first time they made love, but the darkness had even more allure.  “Off,” she replied.

Donovan turned slightly to flip the switch. 
Kyra got another glimpse of his bubble butt before Donovan was once again a silhouette.  He approached the bed and told her, “Scoot back.”

Kyra pushed herself to the middle of the mattress.  Her legs were really trembling now.  She nearly
cried out when she felt Donovan’s hands on her feet.  He ran his fingers the length of her calves and up to her knees, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin.  Donovan climbed onto the bed slowly, as if he was stalking her.  Kyra could barely see, but she felt his hands push into the mattress.  She opened her legs for him.  Donovan quickly occupied the space.  He kissed her breasts and her neck on his way up, and then he braced himself on his powerful arms and stared down at her. 

Kyra’s heart thumped like a bass drum
.  She swallowed and tried to relax her body for what she feared might be a painful insertion.

“I’m sorry,” Donovan said.  “I feel like I’ve been hard for over an hour.  I don’t think I’ll last too long, this first time.”

This first time
?  Did that mean she was guaranteed seconds?  Kyra nearly squealed in delight.

“Me
, too,” she said.  “I think all you–”  There was another powerful shudder between her legs.  She was beyond ready.  “All you, all you have to do is touch me,” she finished.