Ty and Karla pt.2 [18+][NSFW]

Part 2

Ty woke with a smile on his face, which quickly turned to a frown as he felt the bed empty with his outstretched arm. Had it been a dream? He opened his eyes and saw he was still in Karla’s room. So, not a dream, but where was she? Ty sat up and slid into his boxers, walking into the washroom then into the kitchen. Karla was dressed, her hair up and she had set two plates on the kitchen island. She stood staring out her kitchen window dreamily as she toasted bread, her back turned. Ty wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the exposed skin on her neck. He felt goosebumps rise on her skin against his lips, she sighed, turning to him and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Morning” Karla smiled as he kissed her softly. “Coffee?” she asked “Yes please” he replied. Karla turned to the counter trying to step away but Ty kept his arms around her, moving with her as she got him coffee. Not letting her leave his arms, she chuckled pouring him a cup and turning back to him. As he took the coffee she rested her hands on his hips smiling. “I have to go to work soon, so get dressed okay? Also, how do you take your eggs?” She said and Ty shivered 

“No eggs, I hate eggs. Just toast for me” he said sighing as he drank the coffee gratefully. Karla regarded him carefully now. “You hate eggs? Hmm there’s a story in there” Karla murmured and Ty shrugged “never liked the taste, I’ll be out in s sec” he said dismissively, walking back to her room. She turned to the stove and shrugged, there was more to it but she would pry another time. The fact that she wanted to pry made her slightly uneasy. She glanced back to the hallway entrance, she could hear Ty walking around and found herself wondering; what life had been like before him. Suddenly, she couldn’t remember.

Karla was already eating when Ty came back out. He was on the phone with someone and hung up as he got to the island. “Who was that?” Karla found herself asking, then cursed herself for it. Ty smiled faintly putting a loose strand of hair behind her ear “My Dad, he needs some help with things. So I gotta go now” he said kissing her cheek. As she chewed her eggs, Ty tried not to even smell them. Putrid things.

“Oh okay, well I’ll see you then,” she said and Ty grabbed the toast she had generously laid out for him. He chugged the last bit of his coffee then kissed Karla again on the neck and she giggled. “Later Freckles,” he said jogging out her door. Karla sighed sitting immobile for a moment. What had she done? Shaking her head, she took the remainder of her food to go. Karla was pretty late, basically raced to work. When she arrived, the only thing that had saved her from Zara’s wrath was the promise of gossip with Zara. 

When Ty got to the garage, his dad was there covered in grease already. Ty felt like he was walking on clouds, he couldn’t remember what life was like before this. His father watched him stroll in with a dreamy half-smile on his face, as he wiped his hands on a cloth. Ty’s father -Reggie- was shorter than Ty, a muscular man that frequented the gym. His black hair peppered with greys was slicked back and kept in place by a grey rolled bandana. His ebony eyes sparkled, amused, as he watched his son basically dance at his locker. “I know that face, I see it every morning, now that you moved out” Reggie laughed stuffing the dirty cloth in his coverall pocket. “Is it from that poodle skirt down at the Rusty anchor?” He pried wiggling his bushy brows, Ty froze and glared around the shop. He caught his friend Michael smirking. Micheal was taller than Ty, who was already tall. So when he tried to immediately hide behind a slightly raised Ford mustang coupe, he was easy to spot. The man was broad-shouldered, covered in traditional Japanese tattoos. Like his cousin Ty, he had ebony eyes, black hair, and pale skin. Micheal was always a hit with the ladies, not only was he athletically built, his black hair was worn long in a single braid usually hanging over his shoulder. A streak of bright red ran through it, Ty always said it represented the man's temper. Which was only ever kept in check by Micheals Fiance, Josephine. 

Ty pursed his lips and mouthed ‘snitch’ as Micheal dropped out of sight.

“She’s no poodle skirt Pop she’s...some French Vanilla” Ty chuckled shaking his head, returning to cloud nine as he thought of Karla and her freckles. As Ty grabbed his coveralls, his dad raised his brows. “French...Vanilla?” He began, unsure of what that meant. Or if he even wanted to know. “Either way I never pictured you with a poodle skirt” He shrugged innocently “I always thought you would find someone more like Josephine.” Ty rolled his eyes tossing his jacket into his locker and jumping into his coveralls. “Josephine is one of a kind pop, you can’t just find more” Ty murmured slightly irritated. He felt like his father had a specific vision for Ty and no matter how amazing the girl, he was never satisfied. What did it matter, Ty was the one who had to date the broad, so shouldn’t he be deciding anyway? 

“Damn straight she’s one of a kind, you need to find yourself a one of a kind gal. Not just some fluffy poodle skirt...Unless you’re just passin time” he added. Ty clenched his fists feeling his temper flare. His old man was a professional at getting under his skin. What parent wasn’t really, but this was too much. Karla was one of a kind, what did he know?

Reggie watched his son’s shoulders tense and let out a breath. He knew he was good at setting him off, but he was just worried. There was nothing conventional about their family and Ty sometimes forgot that. He just wanted to make sure that Ty wouldn’t get himself hurt, or the girl.

“Dad, drop it. It is what it is and nuthin’ more. Alright?” Ty snapped and his father now let out an impatient breath.

“Fine kid, but don’t forget who and what we are when you’re indulging in that French Vanilla. The more you’re around her--” His dad began but Ty cut him off.

“I know! I know. I’ll be careful” Ty snapped shoving his hands in his pockets. Reggie glared at his son, then shook his head. Why did he even waste his breath, the boy wouldn’t listen. Stubborn like his mother, thick-headed and emotional. He would learn on his own, one day. And when he did, it would be a major pain in Reggie’s ass.

“Fine kid, that's all I want. Now get to work. We got four more cars since yesterday” He grunted walking away and leaving Ty standing at his locker like a petulant child.

Ty watched his father go and shook his head pulling out his phone. 

“Already wanna see you again” Ty texted Karla then tossed his phone in his locker.

He was on another planet all day, thinking back to Karla and the time they had together. It was all he could think about, her curves, her freckles. It made Ty sweat.

“Earth to Tyrone! Jesus, she really did a number on you Kid” Michael said sitting next to him as they sat down for lunch. Ty had gotten two burgers from the Diner down the street and already eaten them. The toast was barely a sufficient snack. On his worst days, Ty could eat out a small grocery store. After the burgers, he picked at the fries and washing them down with a Vanilla shake. “Yeah. She’s something else” Ty admitted grinning and Michael chuckled tearing into his own burger. He glanced at Ty’s shake, swiping it before Ty could take another sip and winced. “Ugh! Vanilla? What gives Ty? Where’s my Chocolate?” Michael whined. “You mean my chocolate you mooch! And I dunno...I was feeling Vanilla today” Ty said and smiled broadly his eyes glazing over. Micheal shook his head, Ty was a goner. He had never seen his cousin like this before and Ty fell in love with every girl he met. Micheal and Ty grew up together, after Ty’s mother died, Micheals mom stepped in helping where she could.  “Okay Romeo, keep your nasty shake. I’ll get my own” Michael spat getting up and Ty flipped him off, smiling. Micheal made his way back to the Diner. As excited as he was for Ty, he knew that things were gonna get dicey. Especially if he planned on staying with that human.

After lunch, Ty went by his locker and checked his phone. She hadn't responded. Had he come on too strong? Ty shook his head willing away the thoughts. She would get back to him, she was probably at work or who knows. Pushing past the wave of anxiety, Ty put his phone away and threw himself back into work. He had a relatively busy and late day, by the time he had gotten home it was dark and he was tired. He went straight for the shower and when he got out he heard his phone ping. Ty pounced on it seeing that Karla had finally gotten back to him, he felt like a giddy teenager.

“Sorry, I put my phone somewhere stupid and couldn’t find it all day,” she wrote.

Ty let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and smiled to himself. “Perfect timing! Was about to swear off women” Ty wrote back.

K: lol, oh don’t let me stop you...But since we’re here... Who would you date first? One of your friends from the Bar?

T: Nah. Got any single male family?

K: Nope. I come from a long line of females.

T: Then I guess I’ll just become a priest.

K: Father, I have sinned

T: Yes my child.

K: I want you.

T: Hmm. 10 Hail marys

K: lol

T: You work tomorrow?

K: yeah until 3:30, be at my place at 4

T: Hmm, I have mass at 4

K: Ty.

T: yes?

K: Be there at 4

T: Maybe.

K: I want you to read a story I’ve been working on.

Tyler lay in his bed still naked, he raised his brows. She wanted to show him one of her stories? Did she want him to read it in front of her? Ty thought back to the last time he read one of her stories and how he basically read it with his hand down his pants.

T: Okay... send it to me

K: No, I want you to read it at my place.

Ty felt color rush to his face. Well, it’s not like she would be seeing anything new. Besides, the desire to see her again overtook any doubts or reservations.

T: Alright Freckles twist my arm.

The next day Karla had actually been sent home an hour early, the book store was dead. Also, she told Zara that she was having Ty come over and read the newest story she was working on. “Lala, you are blushing just talking about it, Jesus what are you going to make this poor boy read?” Zara said regarding her best friend carefully. Zara called Karla ‘Lala’ since they were teenagers, even Zara’s parents called her that, saying her mind was always off in Lala land, or that her head was in the clouds. They were the only people that called her that, she loved the way Zara’s parents said it with their thick eastern European accents. “It’s not so much the story but what I plan to do to him after...or during” She smirked and Zara made a face of disgust. “You know what just leave, I can take care of things here” Zara laughed shoving her blushing friend into the back. “You’re going to scare away our customers with your lewdness” Zara playfully scolded and Karla laughed. “Alright, alright I’m going. It will give me time to clean up I guess” she murmured as Zara moved to leave, but hesitated at the door. Zara stood there average height, medium build with shoulder-length thick curly black hair. Her hazel-green eyes glinting at the sight of her best friend. She had never seen Karla so vibrant, the woman wrote romance but vowed to never live it. Well, she seemed to have forgotten that now. Zara tapped her red manicured nails against the door frame. Although also happy, she felt uneasy. 

“Lala...just promise me...you’ll be careful” Zara found herself saying, she had no reason to say it. Karla was the heartbreaker to be sure, but the way she radiated just now... Made Zara worry.

Karla stopped and turned to Zara crossing her arms. “Is that Gypsy intuition of yours telling me to be careful, or just you?” Karla smiled. Zara pursed her lips. “Just listen you brat!” Zara snapped walking away murmuring “Ungrateful child” as she did. Karla chuckled taking her things and going. She did admit, things between her and Ty were strange. Everything seemed to fall perfectly into place. But they were just beginning, so there isn't really anything to be careful of. Is there?

Klara shook her head flipping her pancake, recalling the scene as she stood in the kitchen wearing only an oversized sweater. It reached her knees, it had been her fathers. He had been a considerably large man. Tall and wide she recalled.

A knock at the door called Karla to her senses. She hadn't realized how much time had passed, she didn't even get a chance to get dressed. Karla had simply thrown the sweater on after showering and daydreamed. Karla wasn’t even quite sure why she was making pancakes. She looked down at her flour-covered sweater. Cursing she turned off the stove and tossed the last pancake on a plate.

Karla jogged over to the door, opening it to a smiling Ty.

“Did I hear you swear just now Freckles?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around her kissing her fiercely. “No, I would never” she laughed slightly breathless. He nipped her chin and she blushed looking into his dark eyes. Ty could smell something tasty, he closed his eyes a moment and took a deep breath glancing further into the house, she had been cooking, his stomach growled shamelessly. “You hungry?” Karla asked “Always” he smirked.

Karla walked into the kitchen and beckoned him to sit. “I made pancakes” she smiled faintly and Ty let out a breath. She felt nervous suddenly, why was she nervous?

“You spoil me Freckles” he murmured resting his face on his hand watching her. Karla smiled serving them both, they ate together and Ty told her about the cars that had come into his shop that day, and how they found some old car in a junkyard. Which apparently was once a really nice car, he and his dad are itching to fix it up and sell it. Ty was even gonna fit with a smart dash and give it a modern twist. Karla smiled, she knew next to nothing about cars but she liked to see him excited. So a lot of what he said was complete gibberish to her.

“So what about you Freckles?” he asked his plate empty, all the pancakes gone. Karla snapped out of her daze “That’s right!” she jumped up and went to get the draft she had printed, but Ty grabbed her around the waist and kissed her before she could get far “Hmm sugary” he smiled. Karla blushed her heart pounding as she shimmied out of his reach. She was determined on getting the draft and handing it to him. Also apparently nervous as hell, she had never done this before. She went to her office and grabbed it off her desk, returning to ty and holding it out.

“This is what I’ve been doing, I think it’s a continuation of walking on clouds, but from a different perspective. So it’s almost a new story” she said. Ty regarded it smiling hesitantly “You really want me to read it right now, huh?” he asked and her brow furrowed. “Of course!” she pouted and Ty chuckled. Look at that face, how could he say no? “Alright Freckles you got it,” he said pulling out reading glasses from his jacket and Karla hesitated, he looked so adorable. She felt herself go giddy “You wear glasses?” she asked almost giggling. Ty puffed his chest getting defensive. “Yeah what of it? Toots” he said looking over the rims, Karla laughed kissing him. “Nothing, you’re just cute is all,” she said pulling him into the living room. “I’m glad you find my blindness cute,” he said blushing regardless, as she pushed him down into a sofa chair turning a light on next to him. Ty sighed flipping through the pages, there wasn’t too much. Glancing at the eager faced Karla Ty shook his head smiling faintly and got to reading, the world seemed to melt away.

Karla watched him sink in and walked back into the kitchen, making a pot of coffee. She poured them both some, then sat in the chair next to him. She smiled to herself as he seemed completely lost in her story, Karla picked up her book on Egyptian culture and opened it. Just as she turned to her last page she noticed his hand dangling next to his chair and took it. Ty jumped making her giggle again. He held onto it for a while but as the time passed they shifted. As time passed, Ty felt the temperature in the room go up as he got to a particularly steamy part in the book. He shifted in his chair his jeans getting tighter suddenly. Karla watched him from the corner of her eye, shifting in his seat adjusting himself and she smiled faintly. She could see the page number and knew exactly what part he was at. A tingling sensation worked itself into the base of her spine. Karla humored herself a lewd thought for a moment, she blushed, after due consideration, she decided she would act on it. It had been there all day, coming and going. The thought had kept her from any kind of focus. Closing her book slowly and placing it on her chair as she stood. Karla walked over to Ty and sat on the ground by him. He saw her over the pages and cleared his throat, looking down at her. “What is it Freckles?” he said his voice hoarser than he had thought it would be. Karla blinked, hesitating. She rose onto her knees and slid her hands up his legs. As Karla started undoing his pants and he just looked at her astounded. Was she for real? Ty was hard now and his breath slightly ragged. “Keep reading” she said pulling him and his jeans down on the chair, she brought his pants down to his ankles “You’re something else you know that?” he said his voice shaky as she took him in her hand, he meant to say more but as she brought her mouth closer he felt her breath on his head and shivered. “Keep reading” she ordered and Ty let out a shaky breath, as he got back into what was the beginnings of a sex scene she put her mouth on him and he barely stifled a moan but kept reading. There wasn’t much left in the draft, his one hand slid into her hair as the other gripped the draft. Karla licked down the length of his shaft and sucked on his tip, he almost threw the draft across the room. “Christ freckles” he moaned closing his eyes a moment, collecting himself. A shiver ran down her spine as her other hand gripped the length of him. Karla watched him struggle and felt heat flush her as she felt him tense. It turned her on more than she could ever have thought. In fact, it made her a little brave. As another thought crossed her mind. One that had been there before Ty, also coming and going. 

 “I wanna…” Karla began, her voice hoarse and heavy as her pinky poked his asshole, Ty gasped and Karla raised a brow. Lightning shooting from her head to her toes, his eyes were heavy and his face flushed. Karla's heart pounded in her chest, he didn’t react the way she thought he would. Not at all. “Why does something tell me it wouldn’t be your first time?” she said her voice heavy as she smiled faintly. Ty would continue to Draft later, he couldn’t think, let alone read. He pulled Karla onto his lap kissing her, she was more than he ever could have asked for. Ty hesitated, about to get into the story, but he could feel how wet she was. He could also feel that she was completely naked underneath her sweater. “A story for another time” he murmured and tried to pull down on him. Karla resisted him shaking her head “I’m not done with you yet” she purred. Ty groaned then chuckled, definitely not a poodle skirt. Now he was thinking that french vanilla was too tame for her as well. Karla smiled “I wanna fuck you and watch you come, Ty,” she said against his mouth, then pulled away slightly watching his face turn crimson. Karla giggled and kissed him. Not only was she more, she was a lot. Ty couldn’t have ever imagined a girl like her in his wildest fantasies. “You sure know how to romance a guy Freckles,” he said swallowing hard. Karla shrugged chuckling as she pulled him off the chair, Ty stepped out of his pants wrapping his arms around her once more. She pressed herself against him, kissing him again fervently. Ty grabbed her backside giving it a good squeeze and Karla pulled away, taking his hand and leading him to her room. When they got there Karla peeled off the sweater, almost tearing off Ty’s shirt. He kept trying to pull her close, but she kept swatting him away. “Get on the bed” she ordered hoarsely. “You’re serious?” Ty asked now stopping and taking in the situation. Karla hesitated then nodded. He studied her a moment and when he saw her start to deflate he kissed her. Ty was always open to adventure, to try things or to helping others try things. It was strange finding someone who was more like him in that aspect. What also troubled him, was the fact that he was just going with it. Who was this girl to have him wrapped around her finger so quick? However, given his current state, he didn’t dwell on the thought.

Karla smiled, she had already put everything in the top drawer of her nightstand, within moments she had on a black strap-on dripping with lube. Karla grabbed his cock all while pressing the tip against his opening. “How long have you had that?” Ty asked moaning as she slid into him. “I bought it literally the day after I met you,” she murmured moving rhythmically against him. “How did you know I would--” he stopped as she slowly pumped his cock catching his moan with her mouth. She loved that she was making him speechless, Karla was sopping wet. She moved against him slowly, Ty moving with her. She leaned back, sliding her hands to his hips, he moaned begging her to move harder. At first, Karla simply smiled, she liked being in control it was doing good things to her. Not to mention the motion was rubbing her the right way. Karla gripped Ty’s cock again, now picking up momentum. “Ugh, Freckles I’m gonna come” he gasped, gripping the bed sheets. She was fucking him, he had never been literally fucked by a girl. Not to mention a poodle skirt, or not a poodle skirt. Ty just didn't know anymore. All he did know is that she was good at it. “So come” she moaned not stopping she gripped his hips with both her hands and watched as he came, spraying hot all over both of them. She came just at the sight of it.

After a moment, Karla tossed aside the strap on. Panting, she watched Ty spasm with aftershocks. She grabbed a cloth, wiping Ty down while kissing him. He had never thought ever in his life that this would happen. Not with a chick and definitely not one a frilly and pink as her. He wrapped his arms around Karla after she finished and he chuckled “Damn girl, you are something else” smiling lazily Karla stroked his face. “Yeah, you’re nothing to scoff at hot stuff” she retorted and Ty kissed her harder. He wasn’t finished just yet. He slid his lips down her neck, to her chest. Sucking gently on one of those pink perky nipples and Karla gasped, as one of his hands slid between her legs. Ty rubbed her clit softly, then brought his fingers to her wet opening letting them slide in. Karla moaned bucking beneath him. She gripped the sheets as his lips slid down her body to meet his fingers. His tongue worked circles on and around her clit. Karla arched her back going out of her mind, he was too good at this. She felt a pressure build as she slid a hand into his hair. “Ty” she moaned unable to control herself. He watched as she brought her other hand to her breast, he was hard again. He needed her. Ty pulled away and Karla gasped as he suddenly stopped. She almost made a sound of protest but saw his hard cock, as he knelt before her. His eyes were dark, so incredibly dark and she only saw the desire in them. A desire for her, it made her already racing heart nearly burst. She rose up onto her elbows moving closer, he gripped her hips and entered her roughly. Karla fell back seeing starbursts as she came suddenly and violently, how had he done this. Ty buried himself in her, his lips and tongue against her neck. “You make me crazy freckles” he panted his hips moving against hers at a frenzied rhythm. She couldn’t even speak, as another orgasm ripped through her. Forcing guttural sounds from her throat as her body arched and toes curled. Ty grabbed her legs behind the knees, bringing them to her chest as he plunged deeper. Karla felt her eyes roll to the back of her head, she would die if he kept this up. Could she die like this? She was willing to find out. She was so wet and so tight as her body spasmed around his cock. He didn’t even try to hold out, Ty let his movements become erratic as Karla was still in the grips of her orgasm. Moving his hands to her hips. With a final thrust, he spilled inside her. A bead of sweat trickled down his back. He could hear his breath coming heavy, he could hear hers, a ragged half moan. Ty regarded Karla half expecting to see her eyes closed. But they were open, watching him with her lips parted. Her chest gleamed as it rose and fell, her cheeks rosy from the effort. He pulled out of her slowly, she made a sound of pleasure as he did. As Ty crawled next to her, Karla closed her legs rolled onto her side. She couldn’t even get up, not yet, she wasn’t sure if she was still coming or just coming down. Ty watched her spasm smiling to himself. He hesitated at first, then put an arm around her pulling her close. Karla let out a sigh unfurling her body and letting it rest against his. They lay in silence a moment, neither of them able to speak.

“I don’t think...I mean I didn’t know” Karla began then let out a sigh, her head on Ty’s chest. She lifted it with great effort and looked at him. “Take your time” Ty chuckled and she frowned at him. She hesitated, chewing her lip. Ty instinctively took her chin in his hand, his thumb brushing her bottom lip.

“I’ve never...like that” she tried again, this time make strange motions with her hands. Ty laughed pulling her closer and kissing her. “You’re welcome, I guess,” he said and she pouted. “Don’t go getting a big head now” she grumbled. Ty smirked, “I thought you liked my big head, I especially liked watching you take my big head” murmured into her neck making her shiver. Karla made a sound of mock disgust, followed by laughter. Ty groaned rolling her onto her back and resting his head on her chest. “Well you ain’t no french Vanilla toots,” he said mostly to himself. Karla shrugged. “You’re no regular Greaser” she yawned her fingers tracing patterns on his back. It was still too early to sleep, Karla thought a bath would be a good idea.

They should both fit in her tub. Maybe.