I snarled as I attempted to restrain myself.
Goddammit.
Why did he have to do this to me?
Why did he have to sever right through every barrier, cut like a knife to my soul?
“Liam, I’m sorry, don’t be mad. I just want it so badly…”
He looked up at me with those desperate eyes, begging me with every fiber of his being.
“I’m begging…”
He didn’t need to say more than that. My lips slammed against his, crushing, my tongue invading his mouth. I felt so out of control of my senses, yet all I knew was how I desperately wanted it, had wanted it for so long, and how I never knew just how cruel I’d been to my body until I felt that fire rage through me, that blind passion.
Oh, I knew all the nerves Ty awakened within me. He was a new, delicious high for me. And in an instant, all was right in the world as long as he was close. His kiss healed me of every foul kiss that came before, those that had left me feeling so empty and dead inside.
I knew what it meant to really feel alive, to feel as though my very being had been saved from agony just by having his tongue sweeping across my own.
He slung his arms around me, tugging me close.
I didn’t deny him. There would be no more denying Ty Winslow. Not even if I thought I should.
He had my everything.
It had always been about more than my experience as a kid. I had always prided myself in my ability to be the master of my body, to restrain myself from my desires. However, Ty had proven to be my greatest challenge. In a way, I had lost a game I’d been playing with myself all my life.
But I’d never been so happy to lose.
Ty’s lips sizzled against mine. I reveled in his taste, which was so much more delicious than even the taste of his skin or those previews he’d offered me on his thumb.
I thrust with a new determination to give him total pleasure.
It felt as though we’d been fucking for an hour before he finally forced his lips away from mine, murmuring, “Why did you keep this from me?”
“For this very reason.” I admired his beautiful, sweat-soaked forehead and bangs as he caught his breath. “Because it’s even worse than I feared, and I’m not sure what it’s going to be like when you take these lips away from me.”
“Then we’ll just have to be sure they’re never away too long.”
I couldn’t help but thrust.
“Oh yes!” He smiled as he rolled his head back, and I kissed up his neck, back to his mouth. “Right…there! Liam…fuck…me!” he said, struggling to get words out as I refused to cease kissing.
Possessed by lust, intoxicated by his lips, I obeyed his desire once again.
Fucking Ty the way he deserved to be fucked.
