Chapter 8
When I hear the alarm, I turn it off grumbling. Turning back into Mychal's arms I pout, “It sucks being an adult.”
He kisses me on the forehead, “I know, Baby. I'd rather spend the day with you. Dinner tonight?”
I nod my head yes and we both get out of bed to get dressed. He joins me in the bathroom as I'm brushing my teeth. When I finish, I hand him my toothbrush.
“You sure?” He asks, and I roll my eyes.
“After everything I had in my mouth last night, I don't think you using my toothbrush is a big deal.”
We both laugh as he squeezes toothpaste on it before shoving it into his mouth.
With a sigh we head out to the kitchen for some coffee.
“Shit!” As I open the door, Kenzie is standing there, leaning against the opposite wall... scaring the hell out of me. She is pissed; our morning obviously is not going to go as planned.
“So, nothing’s going on? Right? Then what the hell is this? And don't feed me this line of bullshit, you were talking, and it got late so he decided to crash here... we do own a couch!”
“Kenzie...” I begin but she stops me.
“Don't! I don't want any more lies or excuses! We've been friends forever, why did you have to lie to me!?”
Before I can respond, Mychal is in front of me. “Don't take this out on her... you're pissed, I get it. But you have no right to be pissed at her. She didn't tell you the truth because she didn't want to upset you until she knew for sure what this was... what we were.”
She looks at the two of us before glaring at Mychal, “And what conclusion did you come up with Mychal!? What are you!? Because I know you! And I know Piper! She’s my best fucking friend! Brother or not, if you hurt her, I will cut your fucking dick off!” She is furious; I see the tears she is trying not to shed.
“Babe, calm down.” Tyler comes down the hall.
“NO!” She shouts.
“You want to know what this is?” Mychal motions between the two of us. “THIS!? This is LOVE, Kenzie! I'm in love with your best friend! Okay!? I've been in love with her for years... just never had the balls to admit it. I have no intention of ever hurting her!”
At his words, I can no longer hold my tears. “STOP!” I shout. All eyes turn to me. I lower my voice before continuing, “Please stop. This is why I didn't say anything... and why I hid my feelings for so long. I didn't want to come between the two of you.”
“Baby... sshhh” Mychal softly states, pulling me into his arms.
“I'm sorry.” I say.
“Hush, you have nothing to apologize for.” He says rubbing my back to soothe me.
“He's right.” Kenzie speaks up after a moment. “I'm sorry. I had no idea the depth of your feelings for each other and I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions. Mychal, I love you but you don't have the best reputation with women... and I don’t want my best friend to be just another one of those girls.” She sniffles back her tears.
“Come here.” He says pulling her into our hug. “I know how it looks, but I promise you... I promise both of you... it isn't like that. Not with Piper. And I plan on doing whatever it takes to prove it to you, to the both of you.”
After a bit Kenzie pulls back, “It's going to be weird, but cool ya know? Seeing you two together after all of these years.” There is laughter in her tone as she says this, walking back down the hall with Tyler, leaving us alone. I feel a sense of relief... it really will be okay.
Mychal continues to hold me a little longer before speaking. “Hey, I'm going to have to get going soon... have a cup of coffee with me first?”
“Yeah.” I take his hand, allowing him to lead me to the kitchen.
Work proves to be a task today. I am unable to focus; I feel like a giddy high school girl excited about her first official date with her crush. I am thrilled to have dinner with Mychal. We have had dinner a million times, but never as a couple. Nothing, not even my mundane job can dull the buzz of anticipation soaring through me. Mychal is mine, the thought alone has me elated. The love he has shown me the past few days is intoxicating. Not even Tara, my annoying coworker in the next cubicle, can derail my mood... although, Lord knows she has tried... just as she does every day. She hates me, and I have no clue why, oh well. I'm watching the clock when my phone buzzes with a text. It’s from Mychal:
Mychal: Pick you up from your place about 6:30?
Me: Perfect :) I'll be ready!
Mychal: Okay, Baby. I love you!
Me: I love you, too!
I put my phone away because it is time to go, finally.
As I stand, Tara peaks out. “Not staying over for once?”
“Um, no. I have plans.” I respond, not wanting to chitchat with her.
“Wow, didn't know you had a life, aside from here.” She laughs.
Not willing to allow her to dampen my mood, I smile and walk away but turn with a smile. “Huh, I guess you don't know everything then, do you?”
This woman drives me crazy, but today, she can fuck off!
I get home about 5:45, leaving me just enough time to freshen up and change before Mychal arrives. I am surprised when I open the door and he hands me a bouquet of red roses before pulling me in for a kiss. No one, besides my dad, has ever given me flowers.
“Thank you, they are beautiful.” I think my smiles is permanently etched on my face, it has been there since he asked me to dinner.
“No, you're beautiful.”
“Stop!” Kenzie shouts walking into the room. “You guys are too much!” She jokes.
“Hey sis.” Mychal laughs.
“If you guys don't have plans tomorrow, it's Taco Tuesday and I'm cooking.”
Kenzie is a great cook, so of course we tell her we will be here. We offer her a quick goodbye and we are out the door.
Dinner is amazing. I am feeling nervous even though I know I shouldn't. Mychal is so easy to talk to; we talk about anything and everything. He actually listens and is attentive. This feels right. It feels natural.
“I feel like I'm dreaming, and I never want to wake up.” I tell him.
“It's no dream, Baby. I'm just so glad Friday night happened, and I can now call you mine.”
“Mychal, even though you didn't know it, I was always yours.”
With this he leans in for a quick kiss before asking if I am ready. When I nod, he winks and smirks, “Good, because I'm ready for dessert.” I feel the heat spread over my face with my blush as he waives our waiter over for the bill.
Once we are in the car, he turns to me, “I'd like you to stay with me tonight; I want you in my bed.”
I lick my lips, “That works, but I either need to go back to my apartment and grab my things for in the morning or we have to get up really early and go.”
“How about we go grab your things, we go back to my place, and I drop you at work tomorrow? That way I can keep you as long as possible.”
“Mmm, sounds good to me.”
Kenzie and Tyler are out, so it doesn’t take long for me to grab what I need and for us to get back to his place; I love being here. As soon as we walk in he drops my bag, shuts the door, and pushes me against it. His hands and mouth are needy. Mine are just as needy. We are all over each other, fumbling to remove each other’s clothes… separating our mouths only when necessary.
It isn’t long before he has me naked, pinned to the door. With one of my legs pulled up and around his waist, he brings his hand to my pussy to test my readiness; I moan, as does he. “Mmmm, always so ready for me, Baby.” He says before continuing, “Up till now I've only made love to you... this time, if you'll let me... I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you... hard.” He bites at my neck and I ride his hand.
“Yes, fuck me, Mychal... Please, I want you to fuck me.”
He groans against my throat, and I swear I feel the vibration on my clit. He rips the condom open and slides it over his cock. “I can't wait to be done with these.” He says, before nibbling my ear.
“Thursday. My appointment is Thursday.” I state breathlessly. I am trembling as I feel his thick shaft enter me from this new position.
Partially in, he reaches for my other leg, wrapping it around his hip. He pistons forward, hard, and I gasp. The door offers no cushion while he has me pushed against it. He grips the back of my thighs as he fucks me fast, deep, hard... and I love every second.
My moans are loud, I cannot control it. He bites my neck, then soothes it by licking over the same spot. I am positive he is leaving his mark on me. He does the same at my collarbone. His rhythm is steady... rough. Hard enough my tits are bouncing against him, for him. This seems to excite him even more.
His fucking is ruthless, I want more. I will never get enough. I feel my orgasm building. He feels it too; “You like that, Baby? You like it when I fuck you? Huh? You like me fucking your pussy? Hard? Just like this? That's it, Baby. Let me have it. Let me feel your pussy cum all over my cock.”
His words send me over the edge. My nails are clawing at his shoulders, his back, his hair, anything I can grab hold of. My soft cries turn into me screaming his name.
With my pussy still contracting on his cock he finds his own release, my name leaving his mouth. We stay there, just like that, the door now holding us both up, while we try to catch our breath.
“Fuck, Piper. I will never get enough of you.”
I smile before telling him, “I feel the same about you. In case you couldn't tell, I really enjoyed that.” I let out a breathless laugh.
He drops his head, kissing my neck letting out a growl. “You have no idea the things I want to do with you... to you.”
“You can do anything to me, Mychal.” I say looking him straight in the eye. “I may not have the experience, but there isn't anything I won't try with you. I trust you. With my heart and my body. They both belong to you. I will tell you if I'm not comfortable or I don't like something, and I trust you enough to know you would stop. You'd never intentionally hurt me or force me to do anything.”
“I love you, Baby.” He says lowering my legs, simultaneously pulling his still strong cock out of me.
“I love you, Mychal.”
Waking up in Mychal's arms... in his bed, it is an amazing feeling. We get ready for work together and he drops me off. I hate leaving him, but the goodbye kiss was almost worth it.
My work day is uneventful as usual, just a few hateful looks from Tara, but she has kept her snide comments to herself... to which I'm grateful. I am to the point that I'm through biting my tongue when it comes to her.
Around lunch time Mychal texts to see what time I think I will be finished. We make arrangements for him to pick me up, so we can join Kenzie and Tyler for dinner.
As I am wrapping things up for the day, I realize that while I called my doctor to set an appointment for birth control... I never called my therapist as I had planned. I debate still doing so, but decide to hold off since my reason for calling was that I was at war with myself over Mychal. He is my therapy, what I needed.
Just as I am about to shut my computer down for the evening, I look up and he is standing at my desk with flowers. “Hey Baby, I finished up a little early, so I thought I'd bring you these to brighten up your desk.”
“Mychal, they are beautiful. Thank you.” I say before giving him a soft kiss.
“You're welcome.” He says with a smile. “About ready?”
“Yeah, I was just shutting things down.” I take a deep breath, inhaling the lovely scent of my flowers as he places his hand on the small of my back leading me out to his SUV.
We had a great evening with Kenzie and Tyler before heading back to Mychal's place. We have been pretty much inseparable; being with him is better than I ever dreamed it would be. Yesterday held the same routine as Tuesday with Mychal dropping me at work, texting around lunchtime, and picking me up after. It amazes me how things have changed in such a very short time.