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Alexia
The rest of the day, Kyle spoke to his PR Rep and agreed to a couple interviews. Of course, I was shocked when he asked me to come along, he wanted me to be part of it all. This open life will be something scary, yet I felt excited. I only got nervous because this relationship was new to us both. Having a relationship at any level was new to Kyle, and now it was going to be a very public relationship. Kyle assured me we would still have a private life, and he would always ensure my safety.
We left the office, holding hands as we walked across the street. Kyle wanted to check in at Code Red, it was time to get on a plane to travel to our first interview in New York.
“Kyle Cain,” was yelled out as we were surrounded by photographers taking our photo.
Who knew paparazzi were in Nashville.
“Fuck,” Kyle groaned out as he pulled me away. He put his arm around me and led me to his car.
“We’ll call Edwin from the car,” he grunted as he opened the door for me to get inside.
The photographers followed, but Kyle got in and started backing out of his space.
“Kyle, you’re going to hit them,” I yelled out.
“They’ll move,” he said as he grabbed my hand and pulled out of the parking lot. He checked the mirrors as we got onto the main strip. I looked behind us, no one had seemed to follow.
“Is this what it's always like for you?” I asked him as he drove toward his apartment.
“No, it’s happened, yes…. but this is all about you. The mystery girl,” he chuckled. I blew out a breath, my heart rate settling back down. This was going to be something to get used to if we had this to deal with anywhere, we went.
“I hope they don’t know where you live,” I said as he pulled into the parking lot of his building. He had a private garage, so we pulled in and sat there for a moment.
“Are you going to really be okay with all of this? I’ve cost you your job, and now probably most of your privacy,” he said as he brought my hands to his lips.
“It’s going to take some getting used to,” I laughed out the nervous energy I had been feeling with the whole ordeal, “but I want this, with you, if that’s what you’re asking,” I finished as I leaned over the console and gave him a quick kiss.
“I’ve got a private shopper getting us some interview outfits,” he said as he shut off the car and opened the door. I sat there for a moment, stunned. He opened my door and held his hand to me to help me out.
“Fuck, I left my bag at your office,” I said bringing my hand to my head. We were going to grab it after we visited Code Red.
“I’ll have Nicole drop it by,” he said as he opened the door to his apartment and led me in.
“What do we need a private shopper for? I brought some clothes in my bag,” I asked as I took my shoes off.
“If we are stepping out in front of this, I want us to look our best. There’s a style team there to get us ready before the interviews as well,” he finished. I stood there a moment with my hands on my hips just taking in all his words. Style teams, private shoppers, private jets. This was all so much.
“Alexia, I know it’s a lot. I understand if you change your mind,” he said as he put his hands on my shoulders. He rubbed, as I leaned into his hard chest. I felt relaxed under his expert touch.
“I’ll be okay,” I moaned out as he rubbed my shoulders deeper, moving his hands up my neck as I leaned it back to look up at him. He was smirking as he watched me. I rested my hands on his hips under his suitcoat. He didn’t say anything as he moved his hands down to the button of my pants. I raised my eyebrow at him, as he unzipped and pushed my pants down over my hips. His touch does something to me, I couldn’t help but close my eyes as he dropped down to his knees to help me step out.
He rubbed his hands up my legs, as I looked down at him. His curls were tousled, his blue eyes sparkled with amusement as he looked up at me. I licked my lips in anticipation, knowing where he was going.
“I love your no panties policy,” he said as he looked down at my bare pussy. I looked around his living room for a moment at the large, overstuffed couch, the simple coffee table in front of it.
“Go sit down,” I told him as I nodded my head toward the couch. My hand played with his curls for a moment while he sat on the floor.
“I want this pussy on my tongue,” he groaned out as he pulled my hips forward. His tongue parted my folds as I stood there. I thrust my hips forward a moment before I pulled it back. I want to have some fun with him.
“Go sit,” I demanded as I grabbed his tie and pulled him up.
“Oh mistress,” he groaned as I led him by his tie to sit down.
“You’ve had a long day, Daddy. Let me take care of you,” I said, as I pulled my shirt over my head. He watched as I slid my bra down my arms before unclasping it to slowly fall at his feet. I palmed my breasts as I watched him. I sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch, he leaned forward as he reached his hand out to touch me. I grabbed his hand and stuck his finger in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it for a moment, as I heard him groan out.
“You torture me, Mistress,” he said pulled his hand back and removed his suit jacket. He tossed it to the side of the couch, as I stood up and pushed his shoulder back with my foot.
