The Hills Party (The Hollywood Twins #1) (5 page)

Rachel felt as if he was speaking directly to her heart. He wasn't going on and on about his movie career, or asking her shallow questions. He wanted to know what she cared about, and what her life had been like so far.

"Oh, you know," she said casually when he asked about her past. "The usual stuff. It was just average. We didn’t have much growing up in Lake Elsinore. Mom and dad were always working.” Rachel’s face saddens a bit as she continued, “You see, they had their own local store, but things got tough when the mall opened and took away most of their business. So it wasn’t always easy."

"I'm sorry, if I was prying," he said quickly, studying her expression.

"No, the best part of growing up was Hanna," she grinned, eager to lighten the subject. "She did, and still does, get me in all kinds of trouble."

Kyle relaxed and laughed as Rachel described some of her sister's antics. She seemed a lot more comfortable talking about her sister than she was talking about herself, but Kyle learned a lot about her from the affection in her tone, and the loyalty she expressed. He knew that Rachel would do anything to protect his sister. It was strange to him, since his own family was not very close. Money had a way of isolating people from one another.

"She is quite the character," he grinned.

The dinner had been wonderful and they started making their way to the West Hollywood party. Rachel began to grow nervous again. It was easy to talk to Kyle, but she was not sure she would be able to get along as easy with his friends. They would probably not have much in common. She expected them to be an assortment of well off, trust fund, twenty-something’s that would not understand why she did not know about the latest celebrity gossip.

When they arrived, the house was much smaller than she expected. To her relief no one was half-naked on the front lawn and when he led her inside, the party was intimate with candles lit and only about a dozen people in attendance. She immediately felt comfortable, and Kyle made the introductions quick and painless.

"This is my friend Miles," he said introducing a handsome young man with dark hair and light blue eyes. He smiled at Rachel.

"This guy has seriously not stopped talking about you since last night," he laughed, causing Kyle to glare at him.

"And this," he said with irritation. "Is my best
friend, Cindy," he gestured to a woman who was holding a tray of snacks. She was very pretty with curly red hair and bright green eyes. Rachel felt a little intimidated, but Cindy greeted her so warmly that Rachel could not help but feel comfortable. Once she had met all of his other friends, they cranked up the music. Soon Rachel was lost in Kyle's arms dancing to something more soulful than thumping dance music. She loved the way his arms felt around her, and when she glanced up at him, he was always waiting to meet her eyes, as if he would stare at her all night for just one glimpse of her
dark green spheres.

She tried not to let her expectations get too high, but it was hard not to when he was so amazing. Even before the party was over, Rachel felt as if she could walk on air. Her mind was filled with thoughts about what the future would bring. She knew it was too soon to be thinking of such things, but she could not help it. There was no doubt in her mind that she was starting to fall for Kyle. She just hoped it wouldn’t end in heartbreak. She had been in there before and that didn’t end well. However, she also realized that in order to find true love, she would have to risk getting hurt.

The party wore down and when he drove her home, he walked her up to the apartment door.

“I hope you didn’t find my friends too crazy,” Kyle said with a smile.

“Not at all,” she smiled back. “They were wonderful. I had such a great time tonight.”

 
There in the shadows of the evening, he leaned just a little closer to her. She looked up at him with her dark green eyes, and opened her mouth slightly as an invitation for him to move forward. He smiled in return and nudged his lips a little closer to hers, until their breath was mingled between them. Rachel could not wait any longer, so she tipped her lips upward and crossed the space between them, caressing the softness of his with a subtle but sultry kiss.

Kyle sighed sweetly at the connection and eagerly returned the kiss, though he was careful to keep it soft and slow. Rachel's arms slid around his waist, and his hands cupped her lower back, drawing her closer to him. Her mind spun as his tongue brushed across hers and suddenly she knew. It did not matter if they had only been on one date. It did not matter if he was the Hollywood type, she did not want him to go home.

She reached for the handle on the door, and Kyle took a step back in surprise as she opened the door. He studied her eyes for one hesitant moment, and then swept her along with him inside of her apartment. There was no time to think about what was happening, as the drive that had been set loose within each of them, did not speak in words; it spoke in caresses, and passionate kisses.

The two collapsed onto the couch in the living room. Briefly Rachel thought of Hanna, who most likely was in her room. She wanted to move this into the bedroom so Hanna would not hear what they were up to. But when Kyle's hands slid upward beneath the skirt of her dress, she realized she did not care if her sister heard every moan.

His touch was confident but gentle. He was savoring the exploration of her body as he pushed her skirt upward and drew down her nylons. Her heart was racing, and her breaths were short. It had been a while since she had last been with anyone. Even though there had been several guys before Kyle, it felt like this was the first time. The way he gazed at her with such intensity made her suspect that the experience was just as powerful for him.

He lifted her dress up over her head, leaving her sprawled out on the couch before him. She tugged his suit jacket off and unbuttoned his shirt beneath it, her fingers fumbling a little with the small buttons. He loosened it from his pants, while her hand released the belt he wore, and in an instant he was just as exposed as she was. They took some time to experience the sensations of each other’s bodies. The soft slope of Rachel's stomach was feathered with Kyle's gentle kisses. The strong ripple of Kyle's muscular chest was caressed with the softness of Rachel's lips and the warmth of the tip of her tongue.

He lifted her slightly up off of the couch and sat her gently in his lap. She could feel him bulging against her, but he did not make a move to enter her. She had the feeling he was waiting for her to invite him. She looked down at him as he savored the taste of her breasts, and he gazed up at her. Neither of them had to speak to know that it was time. When he entered her, she gasped out with pleasure and gripped
onto the back of the couch to steady herself. Her head thrust backward with the first solid stroke he offered deep inside of her. She felt the moan spill from her lips before the sound was ever heard, and knew that it was loud enough to be heard. Kyle found her lips and the passionate kiss that ensued was interrupted only by their cries of pleasure and groans of desire.

Their bodies melded together naturally, as if they had been designed to fit snugly together. When Rachel began to tremble with the force of her ecstasy, he laid her back against the couch, and arched her hips upward just enough to give her the most pleasure possible. He stared down at her, his sandy hair streaked with sweat, his sweet lips parted with desperate breaths, and was amazed that finally he could feel how wonderful sex was meant to be. It was more than just sensation; it was swimming into the depths of her beautiful eyes, and feeling how deeply she admired him. They crashed over the pinnacle of their ecstasy together and the cries that escaped Rachel's mouth were enough to leave her feeling very shy. He kissed softly at her lips, her cheeks, then her chin and down along her throat.

“Maybe we should take this in the other room,” she gasped out when he she felt him seize one of her breasts again.

Kyle swept her up into his arms and carried her with ease into her bedroom. He kicked the door closed behind him and laid her down across the bed. Not an instant later, he was on top of her, his lips traveling from the base of her neck, down along her chest. Rachel had never experienced such pleasure, and she had a feeling that it was not going to end anytime soon. His fingertips deftly aroused her while his mouth and the tip of his tongue tantalized other areas, working her with such frenzy that she was desperate to feel him inside of her again. As he slid inside of her and arched his back, drawing in a heavy breath at the intensity of his own pleasure, she knew that this was something special.

The next day arrived and when they wandered out of Rachel's bedroom, dazed with the afterglow of passion, Hanna was waiting for them with pancakes.

“Well, well,” Hanna smirked as she eyed the scattered clothes around the couch. “I see that someone had a good time last night,” she winked at Rachel whose face blushed a dark red. She had completely forgotten that they had left their clothes all over the living room.

“Oh, sorry,” Rachel gulped shyly, while Kyle slid an arm around her waist and sniffed appreciatively at the pancakes. He had worked up quite an appetite.

“Thanks for breakfast,” he mumbled as he snatched one up.

Rachel was not feeling very hungry but she wondered how much Hanna had heard. Hanna was not shy about sharing, as she set a cup of coffee in front of her sister.

“Here sis, I think you're going to need this, you two were moaning and groaning until dawn!”

Rachel gasped and glared at her sister. “Hanna, stop!” she demanded.

“What?” Hanna asked innocently as she smirked in Kyle's direction. “I just wish you two would have invited me, it sounded like so much fun!”

It was Kyle's turn to blush this time and his eyes hardened some, as he looked directly at Hanna. He could tell that she was joking, but he was getting tired of Hanna’s flirtation with him. Hanna returned the look with equal animosity. She knew his type, and she was not going to let him hurt her sister. She was still not truly convinced that Kyle was genuine about his feelings towards Rachel.

“Hey listen,” Kyle said quickly to change the subject, and turned towards Rachel “I am shooting tomorrow for the movie, I thought you might like to come along and watch?” he asked hopefully.

Hanna rolled her eyes and turned back to the pancake she was burning.

“That sounds like fun!” Rachel said with relief. She was glad he had found a way to quiet Hanna down. She loved her sister but sometimes her behavior was just out of control.

“Fantastic. I’ll pick you up here tomorrow morning. It will be fun,” Kyle says excitedly, and he kisses Rachel on the cheek before grabbing another pancake to go.

Rachel was abruptly awakened with the blare from her alarm clock. It was 6am and Kyle would arrive in just a little over an hour. The shoot was scheduled to start at 8am and she wanted to look great when meeting the movie cast.

After a quick shower and breakfast, Kyle stood in the door, spare helmet in hand, ready to escort her to the shoot on his Harley. He pulled into the motorcycle parking on the studio lot. Rachel was fascinated by being so close to a real movie production. She enjoyed movies, especially romances, and was always curious about what it looked like behind the scenes. Kyle of course, had to head straight to work, but he made sure she was comfortable and not too far from the cameras with perfect view of the set.

Shortly after, Kyle had a brief conversation with the director of the movie and Rachel could tell that he looked a little confused and kept glancing nervously over at her direction. She thought it was cute that he was nervous, but hoped it would not throw him off.