Ty and Karla pt.1 [18+][NSFW]

Part 1

Karla sat in the booth at the bar, scribbling away in her notebook as the loud rock blasted over the speakers. She had a gin and tonic on the table that the bartender graciously doubled just for being “cute”. Her strawberry blond hair curled loosely over her shoulders as she stared at the sentence she had just written. She nibbled the end of her pen as she thought, tapping her pink manicured nails on the wooden table considering her written words carefully. 

She jumped as someone bumped into her table. 

Ty stumbled and found himself locking onto shining green eyes. His boys laughed as Ty found himself gaping at her like a fish. 

He had been drinking already but he was sure she was pretty, she was. Ty smirked collecting himself and properly leaning on the table. 

“Damn girl, can you take me to the doctor? I think I just broke my leg falling for you” he said and Karla raised her brows. His friends Hooted and Hollered and Karla smirked leaning forward. “How about I take you home instead?” She said and watched as Ty’s jaw dropped. She then fell back into her seat. Ty’s heart exploded into a symphony as his friends grabbed his shoulders laughing and pulling him away, she smiled at him faintly once more before returning to her writing. 

Karla’s heart pounded but she would never let it show, she had never done anything so forward in her entire life. She took a sip from her drink and let out a long breath. He had been cute, black hair slicked back, dressed like a greaser in a leather jacket and torn black shirt underneath, she saw tattoos peeking out from underneath his jacket sleeve, as well as on his chest. Then there were those dark eyes and lush dark lashes. Karla cleared her throat, she found herself wondering if he would be firm or soft undeath all those clothes. She finished her drink shaking her head, getting right back to writing. 

Ty leaned on the pool cue as his friend handed him a beer. He couldn’t stop thinking about those green eyes, freckles. Was she serious about taking him home? Her and her pink nails and cream dress. He’s never seen someone like her at the Rusted Anchor, just his boys and then old regulars like him. It was a greaser bar, few and far between in the girl department. When they were here, they surely weren’t as delicate looking as her. Ty glanced at her again and sighed then looked away quickly taking a long swing of his beer. He needed to know.

Karla leaned back in her seat, the earlier events already forgotten as she finished the last of her gin and tonic. She was ready to call it a night when a familiar face stumbled up to her table a second time. 

“Were you serious?” He slurred sitting on the bench. “About what?” Karla evaded closing her notebook and packing it into her purse. 

“About taking me home, were you serious?” He murmured leaning closer and Karla smiled faintly. “Give me your phone” she murmured and ty fished it out she quickly put her number in it and handed it back. “Text me when you're sober” she smiled, hesitated, then moved closer “I want to do things to you” she whispered, she watched him go completely still for a moment. Then slid out of the booth, walking out of the bar her frothy skirt flowing behind her. Ty watched her go and glanced back at his phone. Did that really just happen? By the time what she said had registered, she was gone. His guy friends cheered him as they slid into the booth, one of them put an arm around his neck. “Look at you bud! You got yourself a sweet Lolita” one buddy cheered. They continued to drink through the night. At closing time, Ty wobbled home with a smile on his face. When he got inside he went straight to bed and pulled out his phone, debating on texting “Karla” he slurred her name aloud to himself. Then despite his alcohol-driven desire to send her what would most likely be another cheesy line, he decided against it. Instead, he slid his hand into his boxers imagining those pink manicured nails wrapping themselves around his shaft. Ty groaned as the mere thought of her made him hard. He came imagining her naked body, did she have freckles all over or just on her face. He sighed, he would find out.

The next morning Ty stood in his kitchen staring at his phone debating on texting her. It was after 10 it seemed like a reasonable time to do that. He hesitated staring at the empty chat screen. 

“Hey Karla it’s Ty from the bar last night..” he typed then added, “What's up?” 

He pressed send and let out a breath putting his phone down and pouring his coffee. She replied pretty quickly as his phone pinged. 

“Oh, I think remember you. ;p”, “I’m at home, working” she added. Ty smiled feeling his heart pick up as he thought about what to say next. He couldn’t recall the last time he had been nervous about a girl, or a text. 

“On a Saturday? Bummer!” Ty sent then added, “What kind of work do you do from home?”

He busied himself, making toast and sitting at his dining table.

“ I’m a writer primarily, that’s why I was at the bar last night. Busy places like that keep me focused…” she wrote and added, “ I also work at Zara’s bookstore”. 

Ty cocked his head to the side. The Rusty Anchor helps her focus? The place was loud as hell and smelled like shit on a good day. “The bar helps you focus? How does that work?” He asked as his toast popped out of the toaster he walked over tossing it on a plate and slathering jelly on them. Ty saw she had already responded as he sat and his eyes went wide as he read her response. “I write erotica so when I’m feeling especially distracted due to the nature of my writing. I go somewhere distracting” she wrote the added “or I’d probably just masturbate all day...kidding! But it does help keep me grounded...the noise” 

Ty felt his jaw drop and swallowed as he adjusted himself. That pretty little poodle skirt wrote, well, porn? No way she was probably yanking his chain. 

“Lol, are you serious?” He wrote and she responded instantly “of course. You can go to the library and grab a copy. Look for the author Karla Mcdougal”

Ty swallowed hard, she wasn’t kidding.  

Ty: That’s your last name?

K: That’s my pen name

Ty turned on the tv lounging on the couch. 

Ty: I haven’t been to the library since I was a kid. 

K: Somehow I’m not surprised lol, listen I’m gonna buckle down for the next couple hours so I probably won’t respond until later. Also if you are gonna get a book, I recommend “walking on clouds”

Ty regarded his phone then the television. He had no plans today, he was slightly hungover. Did he really want to check out an erotic book from the library? Just going to the library would give the boys ammo to tease him for years. Ty let out a loud sigh and stared at the ceiling. “You got me freckles. I’m gonna read a fuckin’ book” he said to himself getting up and getting dressed.

Ty realized quickly while at the library, that getting this book would be a process he kept his sunglasses on as he had his grey hoodie up. The elderly lady moved slowly typing in his information as she enrolled him for a library card. Ty was doing his best to remain civil as her lips twitched, her eyes kept going from the book to him. “Good to see you’re taking an interest in literature,” she said to him slowly, her eyes sparkling with unshed laughter. “Not so luv, my girl likes these and it’s getting pricey. She's sick so...Here I am” he lied tapping his finger on the counter glancing around. “Oh yes of course…” she smirked holding out a card and having him sign it. “You have three days after that it’s two dollars a day” she said her shaking hands holding out the card, Ty snatched the card from her jogging out of the library “enjoy your book young man” she called now chuckling “yeah, yeah” he called knowing his story hadn’t been convincing. 

Luckily Ty didn’t run into anyone on his way home, so he didn’t care who she told. Even if it somehow get back to his boys. They would never believe it.

It was afternoon so he opted for Chinese takeout on the way and cracked a beer settling on his couch. 

Ty began reading slowly, the book was about a character “Leigh” and how she met a man of eclectic tastes “Adrian”. 

It wasn’t long before Ty found himself getting hard reading the book, it was pretty good. The sex scenes were so vivid, he wondered how she didn’t write with her hand down her pants because that’s how he was reading. Ty read through the day and late into the night. He managed to finish the book just after midnight. Ty took a breath closing the book after reading the final page twice.

“Wow, freckles has got a kinky mind” he murmured to himself picking up his phone and texting her. 

“I finished one of your books, it was pretty good”

He sent without thinking and then realized the time, he was about to put his phone down when she responded. Ty hesitated, cursing himself at first.

K: How was it?

Ty let out a breath.

T: Really good

K: What was your favorite part?

T: All of it?

K: No which part, I want to know.

Ty thought about it and hesitated. Should he be honest or should he just pick whatever?  HE was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he had just finished a book in a day. Ty can’t remember the last time he read anything more than a car or computer manual. Yet that aside, for some reason he wanted to tell her, he knew she wouldn’t judge him. 

Ty: The role reversal when Leigh fucks Adrian...that was pretty good.

He ran a hand over his face. Why did he send that? Why was he doing any of this? He didn’t read books, he drank beer and rode his bike. He didn’t tell strange women personal details, he kept them guessing until they hooked up, then, would move on.

K: If you’d want to try it...I could help you with that. 

Ty’s jaw dropped and he let out a shaky breath. If he had a drink he surely would have spit it out. Was this girl for real?

Ty: let's try the vanilla before we dive into some rocky road, toots. 

K: lol toots? Are you gonna ask me out then?

Ty smiled. Then shrugged to himself mostly. She was cute and kinda crazy. 

Ty: Yeah, grab a drink with me at the Rusty Anchor. Tomorrow round 7. 

K: Hmm. I should be free then. Okay see you at 7

Ty pumped his fist in the air. He lay back on the couch smiling.

The next day couldn’t go by fast enough, Ty raced home from the garage. All-day he had thrown himself into his work to make the time go by faster.

Ty had decided to go to the bar early, he was too anxious to stay home. He had paced a groove into his floor. He sat at the table he had originally seen her at, the bartender kept smirking at him like he already knew. A few minutes later Karla walked into the bar wearing a tight low cut pale pink dress with a thick grey cardigan overtop. Ty took a drink of his beer to keep his jaw from dropping. She was way cuter than he recalled.

“Hey!” She smiled sliding into the booth. Ty smiled, beer almost spilling from his mouth, Karla laughed. Karla ordered a gin and tonic and they made small talk until she got it.

“So you write Lewds eh?” Ty said suddenly as they settled into the booth. Karla’s eyes flashed, she smiled faintly. “Lewds? Is that what boys call them?” She asked amused sipping from her drink. Ty shrugged “ My buddy Michael says his girl reads them. He calls em that. I figure it’s catchy. Easier than sayin’ erotic novel” Ty said casually, Karla’s eyes sparkled, she liked how comfortable he was with all of it. He even read her book! She tried not to show her excitement as she smiled carefully. If he knew how much she was sweating, she would die from embarrassment. “ Lewds” She said as if considering the word. “It is catchy” she murmured forcing herself to relax, he seemed at ease and it made her happy. “So tell me, Ty, since you know what I do for a living... What do you do for a living?” She asked bringing her legs up onto the bench and turning to him. Ty leaned back mindlessly draping his arms over the top of the bench. “ I work at the garage down on Connelly. We work mostly with specialty cars, old cars, expensive cars…”  he trailed off and glanced at Karla then blushed looking away, she was so close to him. He cleared his throat. “A greaser that works in a garage. Shocking” she laughed and he raised his brow “Hey I don’t just work in a garage. I’m pretty good at programming too. Always had a knack for fixin’ things, making things. Translates to code too I guess. I want to make apps but I don’t know what for yet” he said and Karla nodded raising her brows “now that I didn’t expect. Programming, maybe you can help me with my computer. It’s slow all of a sudden” Karla trailed off and sighed leaning back into the bench. They continued to talk about everyday things. Ty found out that Karla started writing in her teens, not always Lewds but romance. Karla found out that Ty was an only child to a single father who owned that shop on Connelly, he didn’t live with his father but they lived ‘within spitting distance,’ he said. Apparently, Ty’s father is quite the ladies man and Ty didn’t appreciate walking out to see cougars rompin’ around with his dad. The thought of Ty cussing out his father while he lay on top of a stranger in their living room made Karla laugh. Ty learned that Karla became an orphan in high school but thanks to Zara and her parents she avoided a foster home.

Ty and Karla sat comfortably close on the bench, Ty emptied his third drink and decided that he would slow it down, he didn’t want to be drunk with her. He actually liked talking to her, she wasn’t just some vapid chick. Karla smiled at something he had said, bringing her face closer. Ty could count the freckles on her nose. “Can I kiss you?” He heard himself ask and she smiled nodding. Ty brought his lips to hers carefully and slowly, as his hand held her face. Karla swore fireworks went off in her head, her body acted on its own accord as her hands both found his chest as she pressed herself against him. He was firm after all, firmer than she would have thought.  Ty let his arm fall from behind the booth to around her waist he was not expecting her to be so soft and smell so good. He felt his body react and eased out of the kiss with a shaky sigh. Karla blinked as if waking from a dream a slight flush in her cheeks. Ty smiled faintly. “You are something else Freckles,” he said and she chuckled still leaning against him. “Freckles? That’s what you're calling me?” She asked the smile making her green eyes shine even in the dim bar light, he had made her happy with just that? “Yeah, on account of…” he trailed off tapping the tip of her nose gently and she giggled kissing his cheek. “Come home with me,” she murmured suddenly and Ty’s eyebrows raised. He had expected it but he didn’t think she would just ask him, just like that. “Yeah alright. You got me” he said and she eased off him, waving down the bartender. Ty paid for both their drinks even though Karla protested the entire time, she took his hand as they walked down the street in near silence as they were both nervous. Karla hadn’t brought anyone home since her last boyfriend. And it had been a respectable amount of time since then, beyond respectable, maybe even twisted. Ty couldn’t believe a girl like her was paying any attention to him. He knew he wasn’t hard on the eyes, but she was beautiful, funny and smart. In Ty’s mind, based on their initial interaction, she should be telling him to fuck off, not taking him back to her place.

Karla lived in a bungalow just outside of the downtown core, as soon as you walked in you knew a woman lived here. It was decorated in a cozy cottage style, lots of white and pink. Crystals and candles were littered throughout the apartment as well as bookshelves full of books. “Wow, books,” Ty said kicking off his shoes. “I like reading just as much as I like writing” she smiled, Ty followed her to a kitchen which was white like the rest of the house with a wood-topped island in the center where there was a sink. 

“Can I get you anything?” She asked and Ty shrugged “water”. Karla poured him a glass from a pitcher in the fridge as she handed it to him, “I’m just gonna go freshen up, I’ll be right back,” she said and smiled walking down the hall. Ty watched her go and let out a breath chugging the glass of water walking around the main arena. There was a step down from the kitchen into the living room which had large bay windows lining the wall, he was sure you would see the lake in the day time. Ty walked over to one of her many bookshelves and looked at the books, to his surprise almost none of them were romance novels. He touched the spine of a book on Greek mythology. Ty wandered reading the spines of books until he heard a sound behind him and jumped, turning slowly. 

Karla watched Ty almost drop the glass then juggle it in his hands, catch it and clutch it with both hands as his cheeks flushed. “Hey, uh, oh...wow” he stammered. Karla blushed, she had changed into some lingerie she had been dying to wear. Some white frothy lace, bra, and thong, with a matching chemise that tied at the front with a light pink ribbon. Ty slowly placed the glass on the shelf and cleared the space between them kissing her fiercely. He lifted her off the ground, wrapping her legs around his hips as her hair tumbled rose gold over his shoulders. “That’s some French vanilla, freckles” he murmured against her lips and she blushed as he carried her to her bedroom, spotting it easily as it was the only room in the hallway with the light on. The light came from a lamp next to the large fluffy looking queen-sized bed. Ty lowered her on the bed, she went onto her knees tugging off his jacket and T-shirt, with haste. Then stopped and slowly ran her fingers over the tattoos on his firm chest. He had a dragon on one side of his chest that spiraled onto his arm, the other side had what looked like a mandala.  Beneath both, his taut rippling muscles responded to her touch. He was stronger than he looked, it excited her. Ty let his lips fall to her neck as his hand held on to her waist. His lips traveled down to the swell of her breasts and she sighed audibly, her hands caressing his face. Karla brought his face back to hers then slid her hands down his body then to his belt, then undid it. Ty gasped and tensed as she caressed him, her hand sliding down the length of him and back to the tip as her thumb lightly brushed his head. Those pretty pink nails touching him just right. He felt his heart quicken and his breath came heavier, as a shiver shot down his spine. He stared into those sparkling green eyes as he reached for the ribbon on the front of her sheer chemise and watched it fall away. Freckles everywhere, his mouth watered and the sight of her pink perky nipples. “You’re a doll freckles” he breathed as she tugged gently on him bringing him closer. His breath hitched and he kicked off his pants, kissing her and forcing her into her back. She still wore lacy panties, he brought his lips to those perfect nipples and let his fingers glide down her body, over the lace panties feeling them wet. Karla let out a shaky sigh as Ty pulled the panties off in one swift motion. He slid his fingers into that hot wetness between her legs, he let out a shaky breath himself, as his dick throbbed at the sight of her. Karla bucked as he moved his fingers inside her bringing his lips down her body. Karla felt like she was on fire, he was so tender and perfect she couldn’t stop looking at him. When his mouth replaced his fingers she moaned her hands burying themselves in his thick black hair. “Oh god,” she cried out as he made her come suddenly. “Nah doll, it’s just me” he murmured looking up from between her legs with triumph. Karla chuckled breathlessly as Ty brought his lips back to her neck, using his firm tip to tease her opening as she writhed against him. Ty had turned Karla into a needy creature as she gripped his hips urging him forward, he seemed to smirk and kissed her entering her slowly, swallowing her moan. They moved with each other slowly as he took her arms and slid them over her head, plunging deeper. Karla cried out arching her back against him, he gripped her wrists moaning with her. She was so close, again, Karla slid her hands free and sat up. She kissed him desperately as she pushed him onto his back, bringing him deeper inside her. Ty gripped her hips as she leaned back, moving faster, bringing herself closer and closer to coming again. Ty watched her mesmerized, as he slid his hands up her body bringing her body closer and putting his hands over her breasts massaging her nipples as she moved against him with more determination. Ty moaned now thrusting his hips from below, Karla was so close. Ty needed a moment or he would come right there. He grabbed her hips, rolled them over grabbing Karla, pulling out and flipping her on her stomach. He took a breath as he entered her again slowly from behind, then picked up the pace moving against her relentlessly. Karla gripped her sheets, glancing back at Ty as he smacked her ass. Karla threw back her head as she cried out coming, the force of the orgasm knocking the wind out of her. Ty took this opportunity to grab her strawberry locks and pulled her against him, he felt her tensing around his cock and he came hard, filling Karla and burying his face in her neck.

They lay panting in bed Ty had his arm lazily around Karla’s body as their breath came heavy. Karla was speechless she hadn’t expected much, she hadn’t expected anything really. Ty was a very pleasant surprise, she turned to him and saw his eyes open slightly. “Hey freckles” he sighed kissing her softly, Karla smiled putting her arm around him and nuzzling against him laughing to herself. “What’s so funny,” he said finding himself chuckling and not know why as he peeled her off him looking at her face. “ You, you are” she sighed as he rolled onto his back, Karla rested a hand on his chest. “Help me out here freckles” he smiled but he felt the edge of caution. Karla sighed still smiling “You’re cute is all, and I like you...You read my book! and that all makes me laugh” she said moving closer to him and resting her chin on her hand. Ty lazily slid a hand down her body resting it on her behind. He smiled, she liked him? That wasn’t something he would have expected to hear so soon, all of this was pretty new to him. Ty had been with other women, to be sure. However, this felt different somehow, like something clicked into place. “I think that’s called being happy freckles,” he said and she chuckled “ I guess it is. Feels I guess I haven’t been for a while, not properly at least” she admitted. 

Ty almost cradled her onto his chest kissing her, his fingers trailing up and down her back. “I don’t ever wanna see you anything other than happy...especially if it means I’ll get more of that French vanilla” he smirked giving Karla’s behind a tap. Karla giggled laying her cheek on his chest. “Lots of flavors to be had” she murmured closing her eyes.

TBC