Where It Begins... (Ch. 2)

I have no idea where he is walking to, but he places his hand on my lower back once again and leads me out onto the outdoor patio and onto the grass. There are soft white lights lining the patio as we walk to the edge of the cobblestone area up to the grass.

I stop to bend down and remove my shoes. "I love how grass feels on my feet," I say, smiling up at him.

We slowly stroll over to a fluffy patch of grass that is sitting at the edge of a little lake. He sits down on the floor and pats the ground next to him. I oblige and take a seat to the right of him. I extend my legs straight in front of me covering them with my skirt. It's quite dark over here and the only light that we have is from the gallery behind us and the lights that are reflecting upon the water. There is no one out here, leaving us completely alone.

"So... you are not what you seem at work" He pauses, "you are... different... almost mysterious."

"Well, I hope that's a good thing," I reply.

He smiles and unbuttons his vest so he can relax a little more. "Yes it is, most of the women in the office are pretty similar and easy to figure out."

"Yeah, bubbly and fake," I laugh.

I pull all my hair to right side and continue to say, "That's only because we have never talked for more than basic group meeting conversations."

He picks up his left leg and bends it resting his arm on his knee to say, "I like getting to know you."

"And I like getting to know the Khyle outside of the strict professional suit. I get the feeling you are full of surprises." I smirk.

"I wouldn't mind showing you some of them sometime," he admits.

We talk for a while, and somehow he's managed to undo a third button on his shirt that I didn't notice. He's now sitting on the grass with his shirt almost half way undone and his vest open and relaxed. Is he doing this to tempt me? I think to my self. I'm finally starting to see this sexy mysterious man unfold before my eyes.

I try to stop myself, but I can't help to ask about his tattoo. So I slide my finger to the edge of his collar, pull it to the side and say, "I'm sorry, but is that a tattoo I'm seeing?"

Smiling he looks down at his chest and says, "Yes, you like tattoos?"

"I love tattoos, I have a few myself," I reply.

He cocks his head to the side to nod and say, "Interesting."

He bring his hand to the top of his shirt to ask, "Would you like to see part of it?"

Part of it? How big is it? Oh I am so curious now...

I smile and offer a bargain, "If you show me yours I'll show you one of mine."

"Oh, how many do you have?" he says, curiously.

I flash him a sneaky smile and say, "Three, but I can't show them all here."

He then removes another button and pulls the edge of his shirt away from his pec to reveal a fairly large tribal tattoo that runs to his shoulder. I run my fingers up and down his pec... his firm pec and inspect his tattoo. He's looking down at my hand, and moves just his eyes to meet mine to say, "Your turn."

I remove my hand and he moves to button up one of the buttons on his shirt and places his left elbow back on his knee. I proceed to rotate on my hip so that I am now facing him lying sideways. I pull my skirt up so my right leg is now exposed up to my thigh. I reveal the band on my lower calf that is filled with intricate patch work. He sits up and leans in towards me to get a closer look. Gently he places his fingers on my ankle and runs his hand up my leg stopping just above my knee, never taking his eyes off my leg.

"Excuse my saying but you have beautiful legs..." He stops himself mid sentence, removes his hand, and leans back looking out on to the water.

The hell just happened? "What's wrong?" I ask.

He takes a moment then says, "I have to restrain myself... before it crosses a line..." He pauses and brings both knees closer up so he's resting his elbows on them then continues, "I have had a great night with you, but this could be dangerous. My position in the company...." His voice trails off.

I cover up my leg and sit up straighter. "Hey, anything that we talk about I will keep between us. It is not any one else's business..."

He sits up clearly thinking of what has happened. I lay back on the grass and close my eyes, taking a deep breath and just relaxing for a moment. I have the feeling that our little moment has gone and we will return back to superior and employee relationship. No matter what happens from this point on, I have enjoyed myself.

I open my eyes to see Kyle leaning back on his arm gazing down at me with a serious look on his face and he's just watching me. I prop my self up on my left elbow, softly lick my lips, and say, "Tell me what your thinking right now."

He smiles, lets out a little laugh, and says, "I'm thinking of how your soft lips would feel against mine..."

I bite my lower lip looking up at him through my lashes and I whisper, "Please..."

Khyle takes his hand and cups my chin, using his thumb to remove my lower lip from me teeth. His eyes are on my lips as he moves in closer. Hovering his lips just above mine he looks into my eyes and smiles. He gently places his lips on mine, they are so soft and delicious. He parts them with his tongue searching for my tongue. I can't help but let out a small moan in appreciation into his mouth. I can feel him smile and he kisses me harder. Lowering me down on the grass he places his knee in between my legs pushing my leg fully out of my skirt, so I bend it slightly. His hand moves from my chin to that leg, running his hand up and down slowly while my hand is ruffling through his dirty blonde hair.

His hand has now made its way up to my hip, then moving it to my ass giving it a soft squeeze. I part my lips from his and tip my head back letting out another soft moan into the night sky. He brings his lips to my neck placing feather like nibbles up and down it. I keep one hand on the back of his neck and move the other to his back pulling him in closer to me. Fuck his lips feel so perfect, soft, and with a hint of whiskey. I pull his neck towards me and push his head lower to my chest. He smiles and brings his lips just above mine and says, "Tsk tsk, not here... we can't."

He returns his lips to mine as his hand moves to my chest. "Mmm, that's quite a hand full," he whispers.

I smile and I pull him closer to me once again. His knee is still between my leg and I can feel his member against my thigh. Holy shit. All the sudden my phone goes off startling the both of us. We sit up, putting ourselves back together when my phone goes off again showing a text from my girlfriends wondering where I am.

"We should get back inside," Khyle says with a hint of disappointment.

He stands up dusting him self off and puts out a hand for me. I take it and he pulls me up but doesn't let go of my hand. He turns me around and dusts my ass off. I look back at him over my shoulder and I can see the enjoyment in his eyes as his hand brushes up and down.

"You enjoying that?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"Mmm more than you know," he replied.

As we make our way back inside he asks me to keep this quiet to keep both our jobs safe.

"Of course," I reply, slightly let down.

As soon as we are inside the girls are at the bar, they see me and wave me over to them. I turn to Kyle, give him a smile saying, "Thank you," and I walk away.

As I approach the bar, I look over my shoulder hoping he is still there, but he has disappeared. The girls are all throwing questions at me, asking what happened, what did we talk about and did we fuck.

"Oh my god guy shut up!!!!" I say laughing and playfully hitting them.

I quickly tell them to be quiet that we were just talking about art and to drop it.

"Jesse, okay okay," Noelle says slightly offended.

Normally, when one of us hooks up with a guy or anything related we tell each other immediately sharing all the details, making me feel guilty for not telling them now.

I brush off the feeling and walk alongside them. I seem to float through the rest of the night with the image of Khyle's tattooed chest, his hand on my ass, and how soft his lips were against mine.

Chapter three coming soon!