Author's Note: Hi guys. I'm a surprised that I have some people interested in my story. I feel that I should warn you that I am not a writer at all. I just love Kylo Rey and wanted to put down a story I had in my head. This is a short chapter and filled with fluff. We have some more substance coming up next, but I love a love scene.
Chapter Six
My Turn
Rey could barely remember the short car ride back to Ben's apartment, she was absolutely giddy with excitement and anticipation and wine. Ben had walked her out of the restaurant, reaching out to lightly touch her lower back to steady her when she had wobbled on her heels. He had held her hand in the car and the butterflies in her stomach had all but exploded as his thumb gently stroked across her skin.
The streetlights flashed by and illuminated his face in pulsing waves. The shadows made his scar look more pronounced and she had to hold herself back from reaching up touch it while he was driving. They laughed as they climbed the stairs to the door of his very impressive flat. She tried not to act surpised about the extravagance of it as she had with his car. He seemed a little embarrassed as he gave her a tour.
His style was just as she would have expected. Lots of dark furniture and a mix of shiny modern metal accents. It was very bachelor like in the set up, but extremely tidy and neat. It almost felt as if no one really lived here.
"...and this is my bedroom," He was saying as they paused in the doorway. Once again, he seemed to hesitate. She looked up into his eyes, trying to convey that he didn't have to hold back with her. He seemed to get the message because he was suddenly pulling her in and she was melting into his arms. She rose on tiptoe and threw her arms around his shoulders. He was leaning down and then his mouth was on hers. It was rough and passionate and showed her how he felt about her.
His hands rose up her body to her neck and he cradled her face as he continued to kiss her deeply, his tongue flickering lightly across her lips. A sigh escaped without her permission and she pushed herself harder against him. Kylo's hands were in her hair and she felt like her whole body was on fire. She stopped while she still could and pulled back a little. They were both slightly out of breath and he was searching her face, his eyes showing worry.
"I don't want to be... presumptuous," she said carefully, trying to think around the haze of wine and high emotions she felt, "and I also don't want you to think that I'm that kind of girl, but..." She trailed off again and winced. She was totally mucking this up. She bit her lip and her eyes traveled over to his neatly made bed.
"I want you. Tonight." She said firmly, rushing through the words. "If you want me too..." she murmured in a softer tone and looked down at her feet. Kylo gently tilted her chin back up so he could look into her eyes.
"I want you," he said, his voice silky and low.
And then they were kissing again, neither of them holding back. Kylo lifted Rey easily and she wrapped her legs around his hips as he carried her into his room without breaking their kiss. This impressive action was followed with them falling a bit clumsily onto his bed. Rey giggled and moved to straddle his lap. He ran his hands up her thighs and under her dress. She put her fingers in his soft dark hair and pulled his head back so she could kiss him more firmly.
It was the most eye to eye they had ever been and without thinking about it, Rey gently traced the line of the scar on his face. Kylo froze beneath her as she moved her fingers from where it stared on his forehead, down his cheek, to the sharp line of his jaw.
"I know, it's horrible to look at..." Kylo whispered softly. He was looking down, his dark lashes casting shadows on his cheeks. Rey kissed his cheek in answer, right over the scar and continued to follow it down to his jaw. He was still motionless beneath her so she placed more kisses across his jaw to his ear where she paused.
"I think you are absolutely beautiful." She whispered in his ear and then lightly nipped at his earlobe. That earned her a shudder and then Kylo was moving beneath her again and his hand was reaching for the zipper at her neck. He pulled the dress off over her head and she returned the favor by working open the buttons of his shirt. His skin was smooth and pale with hard lines of muscles underneath. He rolled and flipped her so that she was now on her back and he was over her.
"My turn," he said with a smug smile and began to kiss her jaw, that electric spot under her ear, and down her neck. She moaned and squirmed beneath him, trying to pull him down on top of her. He held firm and ran his tongue lightly across her collar bone. She took in a sharp breath when his attention shifted to between her breasts and his hands moved even lower still. She shifted again and wrapped her legs around his hips, trying again to pull him down to where she wanted him. She could feel his hardness pressed against her for the briefest of moments.
"Not so fast," Kylo said, looking into her face with burning eyes, "I'm going to take my time." And then he was kissing her again, this time even lower.
