He doesn’t like the idea of anyone touching me. Or even myself for that matter, because he wants to be the one to do it himself. Theonlyone. I’m stooping to a level I shouldn’t. Ihaveto.
Maybe I am jealous for you too, Tyler.
“Maybe Connor can help me,” I say, looking up at him.
My words unravel him. The predator that is normally calculated is losing it before me. The rage that flames in his eyes gives me all the validation I need. I see something in him I’ve never have before.
“Sunny,” he warns me. “No.”.
“Why?” I challenge him. Still holding my wrist in his hand, his grip tightens.
“Because you’remine,” he growls.
There it is. The words that will bring a crashing end to the short-lived engagement of him and Shelby.
I rip my wrist from his grip and taunt my fingers around his waistband.
“Sunny…” he whispers with a hard swallow. But he doesn’t stop me. He keeps his eyes on me, intently watching each move. He won’t stop whatever will go on tonight between us. Because it’s me. Because it’s him. Because it’sus.
I push him against the wall and my knees meet the ground. I’m met with the large press of his dick in his sweatpants. Fistingthem in my hands, I pull them down, being greeted by his length springing free.
I don’t start there. Instead, I trace my tongue through every groove of muscle, every line, every curve that builds his chest. I kiss the inside of his neck, inhaling all that is Tyler. Citrus, salt andneed.His head leans back, hissing in pleasure.
Yes.
This is what I want. I want him unraveled by me. I want him begging for more of me. Slowly, I work my way back down, nipping, biting, licking to tease him in any way I can. I trace my tongue from his base up to his shaft, feeling him tremble by my touch alone.
“Baby...” he murmurs as I glide my tongue along the long length of him. Then I stop, making him look down at me in confusion. I give him nothing when I meet his stare. His chest moves up and down with labored breaths, and I can see the way I make his pulse grow faster in the base of his neck.
“Beg,” I demand.
“Please, baby,” he whimpers. “Please.” His hips thrust the air, his need taking over.
I smile, because I want him to become undone for me. I want him to scream my name. I want him to end it all because of me.
His hands weave into my curls, grabbing me so firmly to keep my eyes on his.
“Again,” I demand, taunting him with a flick of my tongue. The way his body trembles has me intoxicated with power.
He swallows hard. “Please, little fire,” he rasps. “Please, just put my fucking cock in your mouth.”
Satisfied, I trace my tongue along him before taking him entirely into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat. This undoes him so deliciously. From the way a feral groan leaves his throat, to the way his fingers tighten in my hair, to the way every muscle in his body flexes under me.
It’s addicting.
“Fuck,” he mumbles. His head leans forward as his emeralds watch me. “You take me so well, baby. You’re doing such a good fucking job.”
His words only encourage me. I continue my mouth along him, using a gentle glide of my teeth that have him practically bucking and thrusting while his hands hold me in place.
I want him to fuck my mouth. I want him to tell me how good I’m doing. How I’m his good fucking girl making this predator of a man unravel and fall to his knees for me. I want him to see stars as he fills my mouth with him. I want him to own every part of me.
Groaning, he bites his lip and his head leans back again against the wall. So I let out a loud moan to encourage him and let him know he’s fucking my mouth perfectly. His mouth falls open in desperate breaths, brows creased as he tries to keep his composure he’s losing so quickly.
He continues beating his hips, slamming in the back of my throat. Tears sting my eyes, but I don’t want him to stop. I feel them trickle down my face, and my body fights the urge to gag, despite the fact I love the way he fucks my mouth.
“You look so fucking gorgeous choking on my dick,” he growls as he pulls my head back to get a good look at me. He swipes the tears that roll down my face with his thumbs, meeting his emeralds with my watery eyes.
Just as I wanted, he becomes undone and unhinged. My mouth fills with the warmth of him. Hot, thick, and heavy as it rolls down my throat and I swallow every bit, drinking him.
