Chapter 64 - Focus

Brody - Two months later

Kylie and I decided to move into my apartment. We have everything we need now. Furniture for the living room. Dishes, pots and pans for the kitchen. Kylie had even done a little decorating. Her dresser was in our bedroom next to mine. Her clothes are in the closet. We were working on a tight budget, but it was cute and cozy. And it was now our home.

Kylie and I had still not made love. I was trying to be patient but I wanted her so badly. In fact, I was almost afraid that once we did it again, I would have performance anxiety. I wanted it to be good for her, but I was worried she would be triggered by something and we would have to start all over again. I'd waited years to be with her like that. Months shouldn't be a problem, right? But now I knew how she felt and the sounds she made, and I was losing my mind. I needed to fuc8k. I never wanted to be that guy but seeing her in her little shorts and tight tops; her breasts spilling out or her camel toe on displa