“Resha,” Tyler’s deep voice sliced through the air, cutting Resha off.
Her mouth clamped shut. Nowthatwas something I hadn’t seen before.
“As you know, Destiny just departed off her own flight. I’m sure you need to catch up on your own rest, seeing as how you’re likely dealing with jet lag and all. How about you two reconvene in the morning? I’ll have breakfast delivered so you two can meet.”
I just knew that was going to get a rise out of Resha, but again, Tyler had the magic touch when he moved over to Resha, placing a hand on her shoulder, and gently guiding her toward the door. They even struck up a conversation about her return flight on her way to the door. Before I knew it, he was ushering her out while confirming that breakfast would be here at nine the next morning for our meeting.
“Good thing she lives in the building,” he stated, turning from the door back to me.
I tilted my head to the side. “I mentioned that in a podcast?”
His eyes moved to the corner of the room before turning back to me. “You must’ve.”
I shrugged. I didn’t recall saying that, but how else would he know Resha and I lived in the same building, albeit she lived one floor up?
“Now,” he started, his voice deepening as he strolled toward me, “where were we?”
Again, my heart rate spiked when the usual darkening of his eyes occurred. The same look that always happened right before his lips covered mine.
“Tyler,” I whispered his name, breathlessly, in between kisses.
“Where’s your bedroom?” he demanded, his lips pressed to mine.
I had one arm wrapped around his neck and with my free arm I managed to point down the hallway, in the direction of my bedroom. Before I took my next breath, I was hoisted up his body, my legs wrapping around his waist. As if he were carrying nothing more than a bag of feathers, he swiftly carried me down the hall, kicking the door of my bedroom open.
Once we reached the doorway, I leaned over his shoulder, flipping on the switch to lighten the bedroom. Tyler lifted his head from me, glancing around, his pupils narrowing in on the white, tufted sleigh bed that lay in the center. His footfalls were absorbed by the plush carpeting that lined the floor of my bedroom, before he gently laid me down on the bed.
I went to reach for the button of his tuxedo jacket but soon found both of my wrists encircled in one of his large hands. My breath hitched when he raised my arms over my head as he slowly came down, covering my body.
“I want to touch you,” I whined, at the same time lifting my head to make way for his lips as he kissed down the column of my neck.
“Do you?” he challenged.
“Yesss,” I hissed when he used his free hand to pinch my right nipple through the sweater I wore.
“Your nipples are so sensitive,” he groaned in my ear. His hand slipped underneath my sweater, eliciting goosebumps up and down my abdomen. Before I knew it, my sweater was up and over my head, Tyler’s quick hands already trapping my wrists against the mattress before I could move.
“You’re too fucking fast,” I grunted, pushing with my hips against his body.
His deep chuckle reverberated against me, causing my core to clench. “That mouth is going to get you into trouble, precious.”
His mouth covered mine again, and just to prove that he didn’t have me right where he thought he did, I bit his tongue. Not hard enough to draw blood, but harsh enough to sting.
“Woa-ow!” I yelped when Tyler flipped me over so fast, my head spun, and then the stinging in my ass as he spanked me through the jeans I still had on moved up my body.
He leaned down, covering my back with his upper body. “You like trouble.”
“Just as much as you do,” I retorted.
Another laugh and then I was being stripped of my clothing. In record time, he had me bare ass naked, on my back in the center of my bed. I didn’t mind at all, save for the fact that he was still fully clothed, the exception being his tuxedo jacket.
“Remember those consequences we discussed, precious?”
I wrinkled my forehead, wondering what he was getting at. His right hand slowly made its way into his pocket, pulling out a black, velvet box. Curiosity got the best of me as I watched him carefully open the box.
My mouth fell open when my eyes landed on a pair of rose pink, diamond encrusted nipple clamps.
“You can’t be serious.”
