Harley's Choice (8 page)

He just nodded. “Thank you,” and followed
the previous actions with a quick kiss to the lips, but
unfortunately when my lips touched his I lost control. I was sucked
in to the soft black hole that was his lips.

I felt his arms come around me and pull me
even closer to him and I went willingly. I wanted so much to be
skin to skin to him. The moan that slipped past my lips brought us
both out of whatever trance we were under and we stepped apart and
I giggled. “You may want to put your pants back on.” He was
apparently very happy and he also dressed right. I smiled a big
grin.

“Kitten you keep smiling like that and we
won’t make it to the room.” His voice was husky and sent a
multitude of feelings through me. The words ‘make it to the room’
bounced inside my head and there was suddenly nowhere else I wanted
to be.

I turned and grabbed my shorts and got them
on just before he grabbed my hand and pulled me along back through
the lobby into the elevator, then he pushed me to the other side of
the elevator and when the doors opened again he pulled me along
with me laughing like a hyena.

We got to my room and he took my key from my
pocket and opened the door. He flung me inside and shut the door
and turned to face me. For the first time I was scared. He stalked
me slowly with hunger showing itself on his face. One step of his
had me backing two steps. “Why are you backing up kitten?” another
step. Two back for me. “Where are you going Harley?” His use of my
name was my undoing.

He had called me kitten for so long that
hearing my name in his husky voice made my spine weaken and my
knees turn to mush, I think I may have fallen a bit because
suddenly I was in his arms with my back pressed against the wall.
“Kiss me!” he commanded.

I complied in earnest and my arms finally
were around his neck pulling him to me. I laughed as our teeth
knocked together and heard his chuckle and then the mood was back
to the serious sexually tension. I felt him pulling my shorts down
and then wrap my legs around his hips with the proof of his desire
pushing against my swim suit. I moaned, my need too great, I wanted
to cry I couldn’t get close enough. I tried to get my arms out of
my suit but with him pressing me against the wall I could hardly
move. “Why are you crying kitten.”

I hadn’t realized I was. “I can’t get out of
this.”

He chuckled as he put me on the floor and
helped separate the suit from my body, I wouldn’t say it was the
most romantic thing ever, the suit was still damp and stuck to my
body in that swim suit sort of way. I grunted a bit here and there
until the suit was past my hips then it just sort of fell the rest
of the way down.

Then realization hit that I was standing
naked in front of Kyle. I looked up into his eyes and saw his
normally light green eyes had shifted into a deep emerald green.
The scruff on his chin was a new addition this morning and added to
his overall sexy ness. “Absolutely gorgeous.” He bent his knees
swiftly and scooped me up on the way back up and took me to the bed
and stripped.

My heart quit beating.

He was breath taking. His body was wrapped
in muscle that seemed to run in harmony with his tall frame. His
legs were long and so strong, his hips flowed into his sides which
traversed into his chest and rounding to his shoulders. He was so
flowing one would think he was put together by an artist. I was
giddy with lightheadedness. I was going to get to touch every inch
of him. I smiled. “Again with the smile kitten, what are you
thinking that is making you so happy?”

“I was just thinking that I get to touch
you,” I slid to the edge of the bed and pressed my hands to his
thighs, “here,” I slid them up over his hips and along his sides, I
felt his muscles bunch as I caressed his sides, “and here,” I
finished the trek to his shoulders and down his arms, my hands and
fingers moving with every indentation and curve of his muscles,
“and here” I walked around him and repeated the trek in reverse,
starting at his shoulders and following his traps and fingering
down his spine, “oh and especially here.” My own need heavy in my
voice as my hands came to rest on his hips just above his ass.

“Harley, enough!” he bellowed and pulled me
around to face him. “If you keep touching me I will end up
embarrassing myself in a way I haven’t done since you were fifteen
and wearing a swim suit for the first time since developing these.”
His thumb flicked over my nipple to accentuate his point.

“Oh such a romantic.” I teased breathlessly
then moaned when his lips locked onto my nipple. My body arched
into his mouth and his hand covered my spine and finished pushing
me over onto the bed.

When his mouth released my nipple he pushed
up on his hands and loomed over me I felt so small. I must have
said that out loud, because he said. “You are perfect to me. I like
you beneath me. I have had many a dreams with you just like this.”
He flexed his hips and slightly pressed into me. “You are small
everywhere aren’t you?”

“Whatever…but if you stop now I may hurt
you.” The threat came out breathy and strained.

“I couldn’t stop now even if the building
collapsed.” He pushed into me even more, the pressure of him
filling me combined with my body trying to accommodate was too
much, I screamed against his push and felt him stop. “Please don’t
do that again.” His own voice matched the throatiness of mine.

“Just please.” I cried out and in one last
push he was one and seated deep. We both froze for a second as our
bodies now joined, adjusted to one another, then like a switch
being thrown we were off. He was thrusting into me as I moved my
hips into him. I was racing for the apex at an astounding rate and
I needed relief.

His body bowed into mine and I wrapped my
legs around his hips and with one last shove from him I was done.
My body tensed and I held onto him with all my might feeling that
if I let go I would fall. I screamed with the pressure to let
everything go at once and when my scream faded out of my body I
relaxed, but then under my fingers I felt him tense then try to
crawl into me I knew that my release was what he was waiting
for.

As Kyle and
I lay in a boneless heap on my bed my mind and body completely
sedated in a way I don’t think it had ever been. I just laid there
staring at the ceiling and wondering if my legs still worked. I
knew my toes were broken because they were still curled under.

So I started at the top. I twisted my head
and stretched my neck. I then lifted my shoulders in a shrug and
lifted my arms to the top of my head. “Kitten what are you
doing?”

“Making sure everything works.” He chuckled
but raised himself onto his elbow to watch me. I continued by
wiggling my fingers. Now came the tough part, bypassing my torso I
went straight to my legs. Starting with something simple I went for
a toe wiggle. Were my toes wiggling?

“Kyle, are my toes wiggling?”

“Why I don’t know kitten let me go check.”
He jumped to the bottom of the bed and I heard, “Hmm, can you feel
this?”

“No!?” I panicked

“No? hmm, how about this?” this time he made
contact with my feet and tickled me. I realized my body and all
limbs were functioning because I jumped up and out of bed quicker
than I expected to.

“No tickling Kyle.”

“Ah,” he pouted “but it’s so fun.” And then
he got off the bed and stalked toward me, I backed up and knew this
was not going to end well. “I love watching every expression cross
your face.” He stalked closer. “Now that one right there says ‘I’m
going to hurt you’ but you see there is a little bit of me that
would like you to try.”

I backed up into the connecting door and
then a thought crossed my mind, I reached behind me and flung open
the connecting door just as he sprung for me and like a flash I was
hiding in bed, under the covers behind Carson. “I know you did not
hide behind me.” Carson scolded.

“Carson protect me! Kyle’s going to tickle
me.” I begged.

“Kyle are you picking on Harley?” he
questioned his friend.

“Nope, just loving on her.” Kyle’s
nonchalant response had me stunned, it was enough to loosen my
guard and was utterly helpless when Carson flipped over and covered
me with his body.

“Harley, he says he’s just loving on you.
But I on the other hand had to listen to it through the wall and I
am, very much, not loving you right now.” And with a big smile on
his face proceeded to tickle me.

He had a foot on me and a hundred plus
pounds on me; one would think I would surround myself with smaller,
skinner, weaker men, but no. I laughed to the point of tears.
“Uncle!” I cried and the tickling stop. I looked at Carson who was
still laughing and looked to Kyle, not one ounce of jealously
between the two of them. So I broke the laughter. “You are not
angry at me for sleeping with him?”

Carson sober quickly. “Harley…Kyle and I
have a wonderful friendship, we are brothers in every way but blood
and yes we have shared women in the past. Our tastes run so alike
that it’s hard not to pick the same type of woman.”

“And kitten you are our type of woman.” Kyle
said as he sat on the bed next to me.

“In fact, to give some flattery to you, most
of the past girlfriends were short brunettes with brown eyes.”
Carson looked directly at me, “but not just any brown eyes, they
had to be a dark chocolate color and the hair had to have life.” He
said has he played with a stray curl.

“Her body had to be slight so that we could
put our hands around her.” Kyle put said hands around my waist.
“Her skin had to be soft,” he rubbed the skin under his hands.

“She had to have spunk, and a wonderful
laugh.” Carson said in seriousness.

I of course had to ask. “How many
girlfriends have you had like that?”

“None,” Carson eyes bore into mine, “yet.” I
melted a bit more.

“So how many girlfriends came close?”

“We have had two that came anywhere close to
matching our list and would be willing to let us…share, most of
them preferred one to the other so they would spend more time with
that choice.”

“Then of course Carson became famous and the
girls were different and we never considered sharing, not with him
in the lime light.” Kyle lay on the bed and looked into my eyes.
“You see there was this girl we knew a long time ago and every
woman that came after needed to be her. Substitutes were accepted,
but never completely. We needed her,” he smiled, “we need you
Harley. Always have.”

“Oh…” I didn’t know what else to say. I was
speechless. They have been spending the last ten years looking for
me. I was so confused I had so many emotions flowing through me
that I shut down. I slid out from under Carson who let me go and I
walked back to my room and shut the connecting door and took
another shower.

I cried as the hot water ran down my body
leaving me red and raw like my eyes and emotions. I didn’t know
what to think. I have always loved them, even when I thought I
didn’t – I still did.

I wanted them so many time throughout the
last ten years to hold me to sooth me to comfort me when I had a
bad day or when an assignment didn’t go right. I needed them there
and they were nowhere around! I flew blames and accusations at them
in my mind as I worked out my own feelings.

I wanted to run back and curl up with them
and have them to tell me that they love me, to tell them that I
loved them. But I wouldn’t, I couldn’t as I told Carson this
morning I couldn’t bring someone I loved into my life without them
knowing everything and I couldn’t tell them everything.

Carson told me he wanted to be a cop, maybe
his morals are strong when it comes to right and wrong, I knew mine
were slightly a skewed, ok, closer to totally wacked. What if they
won’t like me if I told them? Should I tell them? No of course not.
If the one thing that has been pounded into my head is that nothing
is more secret than my job, my life.

The only person I could tell would be a
husband…and that was only after we were married.

I remembered the sexual trainer I had while
going through training.

I had just turned eighteen when I started
that training, I had been doing long distance jobs for a year and
after I turned eighteen I was told it was time to extend my
training.

The first day of training she looked at me
and in stern voice said to me. ‘I’m supposed to turn you into a
seducer. I am in charge of making sure you can successfully get
close to marks in any way that needs be. But the biggest thing you
need to remember is that while you may give them your pussy; never
give them your true name or your life. You will guard that
information the way you have been guarding your virginity for the
last eighteen years.’

Yeah I lost my virginity in training and was
taught what my body was capable of. No, I didn’t fall in love with
the man who taught me; I was already in love with Kyle and Carson.
I know it seems cold and calculating but I had a job to do. And
besides what was I going to do with my virginity anyways? I was not
what anyone would call beautiful then so after they talked the
blush out of me I was then transformed into the woman I am now.

I was told ‘Harley you have wonderful skin
and a great complexion there are just a few things you need to
correct.’ Here they started teeth whitening and straightening and
make-up lessons, along with hair control and product learning.

Six months later I was sent out on a trial
run. I was given a dress and knife and was told what man, where and
when and they sent me out.

I was just about done with the sexual deed
and he was relaxed and off guard I raised my knife and he said ‘you
have passed the test. You are ready to go out on the field.’ I
about stabbed him on principle alone, but instead I said thank you
and got dressed and left.