Then he’s on me.
His hands brace my hips as I roll with his tongue strokes repeatedly until I explode. My moans are practically screams, my hips buck as he continues to ride me with his mouth, enjoying every moment, tasting every bit of me.
He drinks me. Consumes me like a starved man. His tongue knows all the right places to explore as he goes back and forthbetween biting and sucking to tongue fucking me. Until I finally give way, panting, my legs shaking.
“This is only the beginning, Sunny. We have so much to make up for.” He starts placing kisses all over my body. “And I’m going to erase him from your skin, replacing his touch with my own. I’m going to make it where you forget all about him, and all you can think about is me. He may have been your first, but I sure as fuck will be your last. ”
And I feel it. I do. I feel it as he presses his lips on my skin. Gently, he kisses the scar in the crook of my neck, taking away a pain I thought would never stop. And he replaces it with words as he traces it with his tongue across the tender skin.I love you.
He lifts me from the table, carrying me to my bed. With heavy breaths, he stands tall at the foot of the bed and looks down at me.
“This is it for me, Sunny.Youare it for me,” he declares. “If we go here, and cross this line, I don’t think I can ever go back.”
“I know,” I whisper.
He grips the back of my neck, pressing his lips against mine again. My fingers toy with the hem of his shirt, slowly peeling it off to reveal the canvas of scars across his body. With gentle fingers, I trace the lines that lace through his skin, admiring his beauty.
And he doesn’t stop me. Because it doesn’t hurt with me.Hedoesn’t hurt with me.
He pushes me down onto the bed and grabs my shirt, completely ripping it down the middle to expose my body. A smile quirks my mouth, because it’s just another item to add to the list of ruined clothes by him.
When I meet his eyes, the feral look doesn't do anything to scare me, but excite me.
My bare body is on display, and he takes a step back at the foot of the bed to witness it. “Oh Sunny,” he breathes, slowly shaking his head.
“Tyler,” I groan, the need for him becoming unbearable.
“What is it, Sunny darling?”
“I want you,” I moan.
His eyes turn savage at my pleads. “Say it again.”
“I need you.”
“You didn’t think it would be that easy, did you?” He tilts his head. “I want to savor this fucking moment. I want to savoryou.”
My need takes over as I get on my knees, urgently fumbling with the waistband of his jeans. A devilish smile spreads his lips, curving the scar that slices through them. He toys with a curl in his finger while I struggle with his pants, growing my frustration.
A dark chuckle leaves his lips. “Lay down,” he commands.
I do as he says, impatiently watching him as he slowly peels his pants off. He starts at my feet, grabbing an ankle and pressing a delicate kiss to my skin. He works his way up, branding words into my skin.Mine. Mine. Mine.
I arch my back, the need becoming painful. He smiles against my skin, and I swear I hear a soft chuckle. He gives me a taste of what I want, what I need as he moves between my breasts. One hand toys with a nipple while his tongue works the other. It fuels the fire threatening inside me, igniting that small flame to an inferno of need.
“Tyler, please,” I beg again.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this,” he whispers in my ear.
This was so long overdue.So long overdue.
He grabs my thighs, spreading me open like a book. A groan leaves his throat and he slowly presses himself at my entrance. A lingering question hangs in the air over us as his emeralds meet my eyes.
Do we use protection?
We won’t use a condom. Not for this. The primitive part ofme has a visceral need forjusthim. I don’t want barriers between us.
Thank god for IUDs.
