“Lie back in the pillows,” I whispered.
I followed him, stretching out at his side.
“Whatever happens next is entirely up to ye, but I have a request for how it ends. A new rule.”
“Tell me.”
“I can’t come. This is all for ye.”
My breathing stuttered. “That’s a terrible rule.”
“But an important one. No part of this will be for my gratification. It’s all about ye. No danger. You’ve told me that you’ve never done this for enjoyment, and the last time…” He rolled his shoulders, pushed up on his elbows. “Ye want to reclaim ownership of yourself.”
“I’ve never done anything like this where I wasn’t faking it.” That scared me more than anything.
“Perhaps that’s why earlier was so emotional.”
“It hit close to why I started selling my body in the first place.”
“Because ye never had a choice that time.”
I buried my face in his arm. Tyler brought it around me, holding me close.
I shuddered with a chill I hated. “No, I didn’t.”
“Well, it’s all ye have now. So work out what ye need. If it’s a hug, wrap yourself around me. If it’s more, give me my orders. There’s only one rule.”
“You won’t come.”
“Aye, doll.”
Slowly, the world began to make sense again. This would be so much easier if I just went with how I felt. No fake performance. No getting him to the finish line. I stroked his arms. “Roll on top of me. I want your weight.”
He flipped us so I was under him, braced on his forearms so he didn’t crush me. He’d been hard when I took his clothes off, and I extended my legs down his then wrapped them around him, pinning his dick between us through two layers of clothing.
“Lips on mine.”
He kissed me, taking us back to that place where the world disappeared, and all I knew was the happiness of his mouth. Long minutes passed of taking and giving, of building each other up slowly. Tyler kept his restraint, but it didn’t hide his want for me. There was no concealing the energy under his skin and how hard he was.
I broke the kiss to breathe, dizzy with lust. “Reach between us. Strip the rest of our clothes.”
Tyler obliged, underwear lost, and returned us to skin on skin. I unclipped my bra, the last item separating us. It was so strange that he couldn’t see me. The body I’d honed as a selling point was all mine now. I stretched into him, my breasts against his chest, his hard cock trapped between us.
How good he felt scared me. I couldn’t do this slow. It was killing me.
“Slide into me. I don’t want to wait. I need to feel you there.”
Tyler stilled, holding himself above me, and with his chest rising and falling on his heavy breaths. For a terrifying moment, I thought he’d refuse, but then he ducked his head to my shoulder, took his dick to the centre of me, and slowly pushed inside.
Bright pleasure spilled from the stretch of him.
My eyes sank closed, and I tipped my head back, mouth open on a soundless gasp. Tyler pressed in an inch at a time, letting my body adjust to take him. He was big. I could feel him everywhere.
When he was finally fully seated, he held himself rigid. Waiting.
I wriggled under him and tested the connection. Everywhere felt good. The burn at my entrance, the places he pressed inside, how deep he was.
Tyler was holding so still, I could feel his heartbeat, but more, I loved the sensation of him pinning me. Taking me over completely.
