by Amy Brent
His hand dipped down between my legs again while his dick throbbed against my ass, and I had to stop and take a deep breath before I could steady my hand enough to slip the key into the lock.
I threw open my apartment door and he pushed me in. The door slammed behind us before he grabbed my arm, and my back hit the door as he reached down to lock it. Suddenly, his lips were all over me. My cheek, my neck, my shoulder. He ripped my T-shirt off to the side so his tongue could dip down to my collarbone as my hands rushed to his hair.
His hands ran all along my legs before he reached around and gripped my ass. I started walking him toward my room, falling on top of him when the backs of his knees hit the edge of my bed. His cock grew underneath my wet warmth as I pulled his lips up to meet mine, and the second I caught his gaze I knew it was over.
I was about to have Tyler Raymond.
And my body shook with unadulterated excitement.
Chapter 11
Tyler
I could feel her pussy juices soaking through her pants. Here was Amber, the girl I’d taken in college. The woman I couldn’t take my eyes off of for days,--and she was about to be mine. She slowly sank me back onto her bed as her lips trailed kisses down my neck, but this wasn’t my style.
She wasn’t going to be the one controlling this show today.
I sat us back up and ripped her shirt over her head. My fingertips unhooked her bra before I slid it down her arms, and I wrapped my lips around her nipple as I tossed the piece of clothing to the side. Her hands rushed to my hair, pressing me into her tit while I sucked and licked it slowly, and I could feel the way her body trembled against mine.
I sank her to the bed before I slipped over to her other nipple. She rolled her hips into me while light sighs poured from her lips, and I caught a glimpse of the mark I’d left on her in the club. It glowed in the dim lighting of her bedroom, and I smirked when I saw my teeth patterns along her skin.
I figured she could use one to match.
I bit into the meat of her breast and hung on for the ride. She writhed and groaned, bucking against me while her hands tugged desperately at my shirt. Spit dripped down her skin, coating her in signs of me as I felt her pulse beneath my teeth. She moved so sweetly for me, like a bucking bronco that had been out of commission for years, and I knew exactly the way I wanted to take her.
I leaned up and surveyed my work as her chest flushed with lust. I peeled my shirt off while I studied the delectable curves of her body just as her eyes fell on mine. I dropped back down to her as her fingertips danced along the crevices of my muscles, and my eyes searched her until her gaze slowly peeled back up to mine.
“Hello there,” I said.
She reared up and crashed her lips back onto mine, and that was it. My body dropped between her legs as she wrapped them around me, and I ground my clothed dick into her body as she moaned into my lips. I rushed down her body, unbuttoning her jeans before I peeled the rest of her clothes off her, and the way her pussy glistened for me was nothing short of mesmerizing.
She was dripping wet, and her clit was swollen from underneath its hood, and I couldn’t wait to slip my tongue between those dripping lips.
I settled between her legs while her entire body shook in anticipation. I raked my tongue slowly up her slit, capturing her juices as I tasted her again for the first time. She had grown into a beautifully tasty woman, and the moment my tongue flicked her clit her entire body jumped.
Flick after flick, I watched her tits bounce for me. Her legs wrapped around my head and locked me in, drawing me closer as I pressed my tongue into her pussy. I lapped her up, drinking her down as cum poured from her body. She moved so beautifully for me, and I growled into her when her hands locked themselves tightly into my hair.
“Tyler. Yes. Don’t stop.”
I was never one to resist her begs in college. She had this sweet way of asking for exactly what she wanted in this breathless little voice, and there were many times where I’d dreamed of that voice when I first moved. I settled into a steady rhythm, flicking my tongue side to side, and the moment her legs began to shake, I gripped tightly onto her hips.
She bucked into my face, chasing her own pleasure while I devoured her pussy. Her entire body quaked as her legs began to contract, trying and failing to fight my ministrations. She was trying, she really was. She was trying to gain the upper hand. To make me work for what I wanted.
But her body was failing her, and I was enjoying watching the scene unfold.
“Yes! Tyler! Fuck!”
All at once, I felt a gush from between her legs. I sucked her clit between my lips just before she raised her hips up from the bed, shaking and groaning while her orgasm overtook her body. She moved in ways I didn’t remember from college, tugging on my hair and pulling me as close as she could get me.
And when she collapsed back down onto the bed, I listened to her pant while I removed the rest of my clothing from my body.
“Do we need a condom?” I asked. “Because I’ve got one if we do.”
“What?” she asked breathlessly.
“Condom. Us. Yes?” I asked.
“Me. Pill. No,” she said.
I smirked just before I flipped her weak body over and pulled her hips into the air. My cock was bouncing on her sweet ass while her face buried into her pillow, and her pussy gobbled my cock down as I slowly pushed into her. Holy fuck, she was tighter than I remembered her being, and I smacked her ass and watched it bounce before I started slamming into her.
“Oh, god. Tyler. Fuck. Holy shit, yes. Ugh. Just like that. Fuck, you’re huge. Yes.”
I pounded her pussy from behind as my eyes watched her ass bounce. I could already feel her pussy fluttering around me, begging for its second orgasm while my cock pulsed at the edges of her wetness. She dripped down my balls, tickling me in ways I’d never experienced before, and I had to bite my lip to keep from blowing my load inside her.
She planted her hands on the bed and began bucking back into me. Her hips slammed into mine as the sounds of wet skin echoed in her bedroom, and I could feel the sweat gathering at the nape of my neck. Her pussy was clamping down onto me, trying to coax my cum from my thick dick, but I wasn’t nearly done with her body.
Not after all the bullshit we went through this week.
“Yes, Tyler! Don’t stop. Please!”
I slammed into her one last time before her body collapsed to the bed. I planted kiss after kiss onto the muscles of her twitching back as she moaned her orgasm into her pillow. Her pussy had me in a vice grip, pulling me closer and closer into her, and I had to bite down on my lip to keep from cumming inside of her.
I wanted her one last time before I gave her what she wanted. What her body had always wanted.
I slowly pulled my cock from between her legs before I flipped her body back over. Her eyes were half-hooded in pleasure, and her chest was redder than I’d ever seen it before. The mark I’d made to match the one she had from the club was already beginning to turn black, and I sank between her legs as my dick settled between her pussy lips. The tip of my cock teased her sensitive clit, causing her to jump as I kissed her beautiful lips.
I wanted to watch her as the pleasure wafted over her face this time.
I drew my hips back and slowly slid into her depths, and I captured her moans with my mouth. My tongue raked across the roof of her mouth as I slowly started up my thrusting, her body trembling with every pump I took. Her arms slipped around my neck as fingernails slowly raked down my skin, and I faltered at the sensation before my face dipped into the crook of her neck.
“You like that, huh?” she asked.
She raked her fingernails against my skin again, and it pulled an involuntary whimper from my lips. I squeezed my eyes shut and breathed her in. I took in the way her thick thighs squeezed my waist. I took in the way her breath felt on the outside of my ear. I took in how her sweat tasted on my tongue as I licked up her pulse point.
And I took in t
he way her fingernails made my entire body shake with electricity.
“Fuck me,” she whispered into my ear.
She dug her nails into my back, and I could no longer contain myself. I slammed my hips into her and held myself inside, slowing my pace while I ruined her body. Every time I slammed into her, her fingernails would rake down my back, and I shivered at her touch. Her pussy sucked me in, beckoning me down a rabbit hole I had no way of escaping.
And I had no want to leave as I picked up my pace.
Her tits jumped against my skin as her fingernails held me to her body. Our teeth clattered together while her pussy swallowed my dick whole, and for once my mind had finally stopped. There was only the two of us, sweating and writhing and moaning together, our tongues devouring one another while our bodies finally gave way. This woman had teased me for an entire week, boasting of this beautiful body she had underneath her treacherous clothes.
And I was about to make it all mine.
“Fuck, yes,” I whispered into her skin.
“I’m so close. Please, don’t stop. I’m so close, Tyler.”
“Say my name,” I said.
“Tyler.”
“Say it again.”
“Fuck me, Tyler. Fuck me like you’ve always wanted.”
I stopped my movements and raised to meet her gaze, and she was so taken by her pleasure that she couldn’t even open her eyes.
“Don’t give me that command,” I warned.
And that’s when I saw her eyes flutter open.
“Like you’ve always wanted,” she said.
I reared back and tossed her legs over my shoulders before I folded her quickly in half. Her eyes bulged from her head as my thick cock dove back into her depths, and her moans turned to screams as I ruined her body for any man that would ever come after me.
Her fingernails dug into my arms while her pussy sucked me down, and after a few deep pumps, I felt her body pop around me. Her walls clamped down onto my dick as her jaw unhinged in silent release, and I dipped down to draw one of her nipples between my teeth as I felt my balls curl up into my body.
I shoved myself deep into her, her juices spraying onto my pelvis. My dick swelled with want just before it coated the inside of her body with my cum, and suddenly I was rendered speechless. The thick streams of cum kept coming, and stars burst behind my eyes. My entire body pulled taut against hers as her legs slipped from my shoulders, and I collapsed onto her, weak and speechless, as our juices dripped from between her legs.
Never in my life had I cum with that type of intensity.
The closest in comparison was the first time I had been with her in college.
“Holy fuck,” she breathed.
But, all I could do was heave for air.
We quickly cleaned ourselves up, our minds in a haze as we walked out to Amber’s car. In the flurry of the entire ride over, I didn’t even get to take a look at the sweet ride she had, and I threw my eyes over to her just as she dipped down behind the wheel of the car.
“Get a good deal on this thing?” I asked.
“You wouldn’t even believe me if I told you,” she said.
Surprisingly enough, we got to the parade just as Luke, Darlene, and Ron were getting set up. We parked beside their car and found them just as they were settling in with the crowd, and Amber fluffed her hair out one last time in an attempt to try and look normal.
“Hey guys,” I said as we approached.
“Just in time,” Darlene said, smiling. “It hasn’t quite started yet. Get that little business thing of yours done?”
“Yep. All said and done,” I said.
“Where’s mom’s present?” Luke asked underneath his breath.
“Dude. There were like, a billion things I could’ve gotten her. I need more time than 30 minutes to figure out what the hell she’s going to like best,” I said.
“That’s why I sent Amber with you,” Luke said.
“Sorry, but Amber doesn’t seem super close with your mom. She was just as lost as I was.”
“Figures. We’ll go some other time, and I’ll come with you,” he said.
“Fine by me.”
The rest of the day was spent trying to sneak little touches and glances while no one was looking. A brush here, a smirk there. Someone would jostle us into one another, and I’d get a whiff of her hair or she would trip, and I’d have to help steady her on her feet. Thankfully, Luke was too entranced with the parade to catch most of what was happening, and I got to relish in how goosebumps ran up Amber’s arms every time our skin connected with one another’s.
I knew this wouldn’t be the last time I’d have her body the way I wanted.
And I looked forward to the next time I could taste her.
Chapter 12
Amber
“So, I took your advice,” I said.
“What advice? I give good shit all the time,” Kelly said.
“The advice you gave me about Tyler.”
The straw of her coffee paused in mid-air, and I could tell a squeal was coming. She dropped her cup and clapped her hands as I winced at her sounds, then she wrapped her hands around me before scooting closer to the table.
“Oh. Holy. Shit. Tell me everything. Was he the same way he was in college? Was it different? Was he huge? How many times did you cum?”
“Kelly,” I said. “I want more of him.”
Her eyes searched mine, and she quickly backed off her questions. Admitting that to myself was like admitting that my mother was right. I had myself so convinced that if I fucked him once and got him out of my system, then I’d be free. I’d be free of him and the hold he’d apparently had on me all these years, and I could get on with my life.
With my family.
With my business plans.
“Oh, shit,” Kelly said.
“You know this was going to happen, didn’t you?” I asked.
“What?”
“You knew if I fucked him I’d get attached. That I’d want more. You knew this was going to happen,” I said.
“Amber, why is this such a bad thing? You got laid well it sounds like, and now you want more. What’s wrong with that?” she asked.
“What’s wrong is everything. I can’t have that man, Kelly. He left me in college for New York City. And he didn’t tell me he was leaving until after he fucked me the night before!”
“Oh, shit,” Kelly said.
“Is that all you’ve got to say? ‘Oh, shit’?” I asked.
“You loved him in college,” she said.
“I didn’t love that sorry excuse for a man in college,” I said.
“No woman has this reaction unless she finds out she’s still addicted to the ex she once loved. Amber, why the hell didn’t you tell me? I never would’ve told you to screw him if I knew you had been in love,” she said.
“Oh, so that’s the fucking defining factor? My heart had to burn for him or some shit?”
“Amber, look at how angry you are. You thought that by fucking him, you’d be able to write him off once and for all. You thought you’d finally be able to get over the guy you fell hard and fast for in college. But, all you found out was that you still wanted him. After everything he did. What did he do, by the way?” she asked.
“You mean besides take my virginity, give me the best orgasms of my life, and then tell me he was leaving the night before he left?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “Besides all that bullshit.”
I studied her face before I drew in a deep breath. I was about to share with her something I had never told anyone. I knew Tyler would never tell anyone, if he even remembered, but what I was about to tell her was the defining moment of my college career.
It’s what spawned the passion in me to one day open my own dance studio.
“What did he do?” she asked.
“There was a conversation we had one night,” I said. “It was after one of our fun nights out. He’d taken me to this stupid sub place up the road
, and we’d split a sandwich before coming back and tearing up my dorm room.”
“Alright,” she said.
“And we got to talking. Ass naked and squeezed into that tiny little twin bed.”
“Pillow talk got it,” she said.
“He told me he’d caught me dancing outside of the dance building. I had been rehearsing a little number for some bullshit pop quiz I found out my ballet teacher was having, so I was putting together something quick before class. He’d apparently come around the corner to try and find me, and instead, he found me dancing.”