“I’m so turned on right now, I can barely stand it,” she admitted softly. Her pretty pink blush swept all the way down from her cheeks to the tips of her breasts, and it was sexy as hell. I reached for her hand and pressed it against my cock. “Um…yeah…you’re definitely turned on, too.”
“I have been since I first saw you,” I rasped against her skin as I kissed my way down her neck, pausing to nibble at her pulse point before moving to her collarbone. Shifting my weight onto one arm, I cupped her tit and lifted it closer to my mouth. My tongue flicked over her nipple before I sucked it into my mouth.
“Tyler, please,” she sighed, her fingers digging into my scalp.
I let go of her nipple to ask, “Please what, sweetheart?”
“I need you.”
“I’m going to give you every inch of my cock,” I promised, moving lower. “But I need to get you ready to take me first.”
I nipped at her belly and circled my tongue around her belly button before making my way to her bare pussy. Spreading her legs wide, I trailed my tongue up one side of her pussy and down the other. Round and round I went, pausing to flick her clit from time to time. With her body writhing beneath me, I finally stiffened my tongue and plunged it into her virgin hole.
“Oh, my gosh,” she cried, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I fucked her with my tongue, mimicking what I was about to do with my cock while her orgasm built. When she was right at the edge, I pinched her clit between my fingers and tugged, making her fly apart.
When her quakes subsided, I rose on my knees and tugged my boxers down my thighs. My cock sprang free, long and hard. Precome dripped from the tip, and I spread the fluid around with my thumb as I stared down at her. “I want to take you bare, sweetheart. With nothing between us.”
“Me, too,” she whispered, her pretty green eyes widening as she stared at my dick.
“Don’t worry.” I swept a finger through her wetness. “You’re ready for me now.”
I rubbed the tip of my cock up and down between her pussy lips before lining it up against her entrance. Locking my eyes with hers, I slowly began to push inside. Her pussy fought me every step of the way, clenching tightly around my dick. Lifting her left leg to get a better angle, I slowly inched my way in until I bumped up against the proof that her pussy would only ever be mine. With a quick snap of my hips, I pulled back and thrust forward, tearing through it.
Mia cried out, and a few tears slipped down her cheeks. I kissed them away and whispered, “I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”
“It’s okay. It had to be done,” she reassured me with a watery smile.
I was beyond thrilled that I was the man she’d chosen to do it—and I was determined to make her first time good for her. As difficult as it was to hold still when she felt like heaven wrapped around me, I waited until she started to wiggle before I moved. “Damn, you feel incredible. It’s going to be damn hard to keep my control.”
“Then maybe you shouldn’t,” she suggested, running her hands up and down my back.
“You’re playing with fire, sweetheart,” I warned.
“Of course, I am,” she purred. “I already feel as though my need for you is burning me up from the inside out.”
Her admission made my control snap. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I pulled out of her wet heat and drove back in again. I started with a slow and steady rhythm, building up until I was hammering in and out of her pussy. The telltale tingle of my impending climax started at the base of my spine, but I pushed it down and focused on Mia’s pleasure.
Sliding my hand between our sweat-slickened bodies, I circled her clit with my thumb. “Are you going to come for me, sweetheart? I want to feel your pussy milking my cock until I can’t hold back any longer.”
“Yes,” she panted, her walls clamping down around me.
“That’s right. Give it to me. Now, Mia,” I commanded, punching my hips forward.
Watching her fly apart while my cock was deep inside her was the most beautiful and sexy thing I’d ever seen in my life. The sight of Mia’s passion-filled green eyes, parted lips, and pink-tinged cheeks helped send me over the edge right along with her. Come spurt from my cock, filling up her pussy to overflowing. I stayed anchored inside her body until her spasms ended, and then I reluctantly pulled out and rolled to the side.
“Wow,” she whispered.
“Yeah,” I rasped, hauling her against my chest and cradling her close until we both caught our breath. Then I kissed her forehead before crawling off the mattress to head into the bathroom and get a damp washcloth. I would’ve run her a bath, but she couldn’t soak in one until her stitches came out.
She must not have been as rested as she thought because she was already back asleep when I walked back over to the bed. I carefully cleaned her up, pressing a kiss to her belly and whispering, “Soon.”
10
Mia
Staring at the “C” I had gotten on the test I took on Friday, I was still stunned even though five hours had passed since the professor had handed it back to me in class today. I’d thought I had done a good job of balancing my time between my school responsibilities and the new relationship I was building with Tyler, but this test proved me wrong.
The last time I had received a test score in the low seventies was during my senior year of high school after my parents died. I had been struggling with my grief, so it had been understandable back then. Now, not so much. There was too much at stake for me to mess up my grades.
“What's wrong, sweetheart? You've been staring at that piece of paper as though it holds the secret of life for the past five minutes.”
Looking up, I noticed that Tyler must have finished putting together our dinner and popped it into the oven since the pan wasn’t on the counter anymore. “Sorry, it's just that I bombed a test last week, and I’m not sure what to do.”
Gently pulling the test from my hands, Tyler flipped it over to look at my grade. “Your definition of bombing and mine must be different since a C is passing.”
“I can’t let my grades drop too low or else my scholarship will be at risk. Anything below a three point five, and I’ll only have a semester to pull them back up,” I explained.
“And if you didn’t, you’d be stuck paying for your last year?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I sighed, propping my chin up with my hand as I scooted forward on the stool to lean my elbow on the counter. “But there isn’t enough money left from my parents’ life insurance policy to cover the difference. The only way I could do it was if I got a job on top of my TA position to help pay my rent.”
Tyler shook his head and growled, “Another job isn’t the solution. You already work hard enough as it is.”
“I don’t know what to do,” I admitted, willing myself not to cry. It had only been a little more than a week, but I already couldn’t picture my life without Tyler in it. “My TA position is part of my federal aid, and my clinicals are a required part of the curriculum. I can’t cut either of them out of my schedule to make more time for studying so I can keep my grades up.”
“The craziness of my shift rotation at the station doesn’t help, does it?” he groaned.
“Not really,” I admitted softly as I reached for his hand to give it a squeeze. “But I’m not willing to give up my time with you, either. I’ll just have to figure out a way to make it work.”
Tyler rounded the counter, a determined gleam in his blue eyes. Stopping in front of me, he swiveled my stool to stand between my legs. “Move in with me.”
“Move in with you?” I echoed softly, positive I’d heard him wrong since we hadn’t known each other that long.
He nodded. “Yup, it’s the perfect solution.”
“How so?” I asked, still not seeing it even though I was sorely tempted to just throw caution to the wind and agree.
“I’m not convinced that one C means the possible end of your scholarship, not with how damn smart you are.” His eyes were fu
ll of confidence as he grinned at me. “But I’m all for taking some of the pressure off you. Moving in with me means that you don’t need to worry as much about maintaining your scholarship. If you lost it, rent wouldn’t be an issue. It would also be easier to find time to spend with each other with us going to bed together each night. And you could just invite your study group over here, so you wouldn’t need to sacrifice any sessions with them. I’d also be around to help you study. I’m sure there’s some overlap between my degree in paramedic science and yours for nursing.”
As out of left field as his suggestion had originally sounded, it started to seem logical as he rattled off his rationale. Except for one thing. “That all sounds great for me, but what about you?”
His grin turned a little wicked. “Did you miss the part where I mentioned having you in my bed each night?”
I needed more than that. “You really want me here?”
“I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t.” He brushed his lips over mine and added, “If anything, it’s more a case of me taking advantage of your situation to get you under my roof sooner rather than later. Not the other way around.”
“I do love how you take advantage of me,” I teased with a smile.
“Then move in with me, sweetheart,” he urged.
I nodded. “Okay, I’ll do it.”
“Fan-fucking-tastic.” He claimed my mouth in a deep kiss to seal the deal. “I’ll arrange for the movers to meet us at your apartment on Saturday.”
Two weeks to the day after I met Tyler, I was once again carrying stuff down the stairs of my building to a moving truck parked in front. Only this time, they were my belongings instead of Jaelyn’s. And I had a bossy caveman of my own since Tyler was being as much of a pain in my butt over what I could carry as Rand had been with her.
Jaelyn had been hit hard by morning sickness, so I didn’t even have her to commiserate with about how ridiculous Tyler was being. She stayed home since Rand insisted she was in no shape to be out and about. Tyler tried to tell him that he didn’t need to come help, but Rand had apparently been looking forward to the opportunity to razz his friend too much to stay home. After he’d made sure Jaelyn’s stomach was settled and she had everything she needed for a few hours, he’d shown up on my doorstep.
Hefting boxes down to the truck hadn’t stopped him from talking smack—much to my enjoyment since it served as my entertainment for the morning. Rand’s banter helped ease any tension between Tyler and me as we decided what all to pack up while the movers brought the bigger pieces down to load them on the truck.
“Nope.” I snatched two throw pillows from the discard pile and tossed them into the box I was packing. “These aren’t going to Goodwill. They’re coming with me.”
Tyler stared down at the box. “But they’re pink.”
I giggled at his horrified tone. “There’s hardly any pink on them. They’re mostly cream, and they’ll look great with your brown leather couch.”
“Yeah, Tyler. You can barely see the pink at all,” Rand agreed before walking off, laughing and shaking his head.
“If you really want the pillows, then I guess they’re coming with us,” Tyler muttered, ignoring his friend.
I rose on my toes to give him a quick kiss. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart,” he whispered against my lips before deepening the kiss.
“How does it feel to join the ranks of the pussy whipped?” Rand asked as he walked past, carrying another box.
A deep growl rumbled up Tyler’s chest, making me giggle as I pulled back to ask, “Did you really call him pussy whipped?”
“Yeah,” he sighed as he ran one of his hands through his thick, dark hair. “I’m quickly learning how much of a mistake that was. He doesn’t let a day go by without reminding me of how dumb it had been for me to say it.”
Tilting my head to the side, I grinned. “I don’t know. It’s almost as though you tempted fate by teasing Rand like that, and look where you are now.”
“Damn. Now that you put it that way, it was smart as fuck of me to tease Rand about being pussy whipped if it brought you to me.” A wicked gleam filled his eyes. “Maybe I need to give him shit about knocking Jaelyn up so quickly next.”
I pressed my fingers against his lips before he tempted fate and I wound up pregnant. Then again, considering how often we had unprotected sex, it was bound to happen sooner or later. “We met two weeks ago, and I’m already moving in with you. Let that be enough, at least for a little while.”
“I guess I can stick with teasing him about taking a whole week longer to talk Jaelyn into moving in with him than I did with you. At least for now.”
My brain was still trying to wrap around the ease with which he’d talked about us having babies together to point out that they’d basically already been living together since day one. Not that I needed to since I was sure Rand would be quick to hold that little tidbit over Tyler’s head. Men would be men, after all. Including their strange rivalries.
11
Tyler
“Time to christen our bed,” I rasped as I swung Mia in my arms and stalked into the bedroom. All her stuff was under my roof, and it was past time to celebrate now that she’d unpacked the necessities. Everything else could wait until I’d had my fill of my woman.
“It sounds like a great idea to me, but we already christened this bed,” she pointed out with a laugh after I dropped her on the mattress.
“But it was mine then,” I pointed out as I began to strip out of my clothes. “And now it’s ours.”
“Ours,” she echoed softly. “I love the sound of that.”
After kicking my pants and boxers onto the floor, I climbed onto the bed and went to work on tugging the clothes off Mia’s curvy body. With all her silky, sun-kissed skin exposed, I leaned down and captured her mouth. Her body rocked against mine as our tongues tangled together, and the kiss quickly spiraled out of control.
I was desperate to sink my cock inside her, but I needed to prepare her first. Trailing my hand down her chest, I swiped my thumb over her nipple and groaned when it pebbled beneath my touch as she pressed against my hand and whimpered. “That’s the sound I love. The needy little noises you make when I’m touching you.” Gliding my hand farther down, I thrust a finger inside her pussy and reveled in how her hips lifted up to meet me as she gasped. “I’ll never get enough of them.”
Lowering my head, I latched onto one of her nipples. Her breasts were sensitive and playing with them was a surefire way to get her revved up. Her skin was so fucking soft, it felt as though I was caressing silk as my hand cupped her tit to hold it up to her mouth as I worked another finger into her tight, wet heat with the other. “You’re almost ready for me, aren’t you?”
“I’m already there,” she panted as she slid her hand between our bodies to wrap her fingers around my cock. “I need you inside me now.”
“Not until you come for me, sweetheart.” I lifted one of her legs over my shoulder and gave her pussy a long lick. Groaning when her flavor hit my tongue, I grasped her ass cheek to boost her up higher. Devouring her pussy, I kept at her with my lips, tongue, and teeth until her cries were ringing out all around me. “Tyler! Oh my gosh! Yes!”
“That’s it, Mia. Give me what I want.” I licked her through her orgasm, moving to kneel between her legs when the shaking subsided.
Her legs parted, and I slowly worked my way into her hot, tight pussy. “Fuck,” I grunted. “I’d stay right here forever if I could.”
Her pussy fluttered around me as an aftershock hit her. The clench and release of her tight walls pushed me closer to the edge, but I wasn’t ready to go yet. When I pulled out of Mia, a small cry escaped her lips. “No.”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll be right back in your sweet pussy in just a second,” I reassured her as I flipped her over onto her stomach. Gripping her hips, I tilted them up to drive into her from behind. Thrusting hard, I buried myself balls deep with one po
werful glide.
Her head dropped back, her long hair sliding across her back. I wrapped it around my fist, and she moaned, “Yes.”
I set a quick pace, plunging in and out of her wet heat like a wild man. Mia cried out each time I drove inside, her walls tightening more and more around my cock. She wiggled her ass, moving back so I’d hit her sweet spot with each thrust. “Come on my cock, baby. I want to feel you fly apart while your pussy is wrapped around me.”
She dropped her head into the pillow, her tits pressing against the mattress and angling her pussy toward me. The new angle had me going deeper than before, and I bumped against her cervix with my next drive. Mia threw her head back and screamed my name as she came, but I still wasn’t done with her. “C’mon, sweetheart. You’ve got more for me. I know you do.”
“I don’t think—Oh, God! Yes!” she cried as I continued to hammer into her.
“That’s my girl,” I growled against her neck before I gently bit her shoulder. I was driven by the need to see my mark on her skin, warning away any other guy who might see what was mine and be tempted to try to steal her away. Having her move in with me had amped up my possessiveness instead of toning it down.
Mia’s arms stretched out, and her hands gripped the sheets, holding on as I continued to power into her. Tightening my hold on her hair, I ran my other hand down her back to glide over her round ass. I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer, so I slowed down until my cock dragged against her walls at a painstakingly slow pace. It about killed me, but I was quickly rewarded with the feel of her pussy clamping down around my cock.
“So good,” she cried out as I inched all the way back in, circling my hips to grind against her.
“Like you were made for me,” I agreed, pulling back again. “Because you were.”
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