Conklin's Blueprints

by Brooke Page

  When the server brought back the slip for Tyler to sign, we started to get up and get ready to leave. Tyler helped pull out my chair and held his hand out to mine for me to stand. Ashlynn sat and waited for Connor to do the same, but finally gave up in a huff and stood on her own. I was a bit surprised; Connor was normally very charming and chivalrous. He was clearly thrown off his game by Tyler.

  Tyler grabbed the bag with the dessert in it and led me to where our coats were and helped me with mine. Ashlynn was watching his every move. I felt a hint of pride at his attentiveness to me. We all rode down the elevator in silence. Tyler wrapped his arms around me from behind and leaned his head against mine. It felt so nice and comfortable. I didn’t even care that Connor and Ashlynn were in the elevator with us.

  When we finally got off and into the lobby, Ashlynn gave me a swift hug and said she would text me more about the wedding and the blueprints. I attempted to smile at her but failed. She didn’t notice, but then went and gave Tyler a very intrusive hug. I saw his body go stiff with discomfort. He didn’t even give her an awkward hug back. I scrunched my eyebrows together at the sight. Connor gave us both a nod and thanked Tyler again for dinner while he took Ashlynn’s hand to leave. The valet had our car all ready to go by the time we walked out of the lobby doors. When I sat in the car it was like I dropped a hundred pound weight from my shoulders.

  Tyler smoothly slid into the cream leather seats of the Maserati and pulled onto the road.

  “Well, that was horribly pleasant,” I said throwing my head back on the seat.

  “I personally enjoyed seeing her face when the chef sent out dessert for you and not her,” he said stifling a smile. I had missed her look; I was too busy eating the tiramisu with my eyes.

  I moved my hand so it was resting on his thigh. He glanced down at my hand then back to the road with a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

  “Thank you,” I murmured to him. I let my hands travel up his thigh farther as I gazed at him with my head back on the head rest. He pulled my hand from his thigh with a deep breath and kissed my palm.

  “You’re very welcome. It was fun staking my claim. Now, do I bring you home, or… do I bring you home?” His eyes were dark as he kissed my palm again then pulled my fingers to his lips and gave them a gentle suck. I closed my eyes and said very breathy, “Bring me home, to your home.” His Conklin mischievous grin was spread across his face as he nipped my finger. I bit my lip trying to contain my reaction to his seduction.

  “So does this mean I am forgiven?” he asked with his eyes back on the road.

  “I guess I could put up with your requirements, at least for now,” I sighed, closing my eyes at the feeling of his thumb caressing mine. I could hear his grin as he drove into the parking ramp of his condo.

  The second we walked into Tyler’s condo I was in his arms, and he was kissing me. “I’ve missed your lips,” he grinned against my mouth. I melted into him, pulling my hands to his strong chest. I broke from his kiss for just a moment to take off Jamie’s ridiculously high heels. I sunk about six inches lower after I took them off and giggled when I looked back up at Tyler.

  He let out a chuckle, “I thought you seemed taller, but I’m not going to lie, those heels were very sexy on you.” His eyes were blazing looking down at me. I smiled back up to him and thought about what he had said at dinner.

  “Thank you for warding off the whole baby fat thing,” I mumbled, starting to take my jacket off. He followed with his jacket and hung them up on the peg by the door.

  He took my face in his hands, “Becca, you are so beautiful. I would never change anything about you. Your body is such a turn on to me. Like in this dress…” He moved me back so he could skim me over. “All I want is to see what is underneath it. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one thinking that either,” his eyes became stern.

  I laughed to lighten the mood, “I doubt that.”

  He brought me back flush to his body and looked at me with all seriousness. “I wanted to smack your ex-boyfriend. He kept looking at your ass every chance he got.” I blushed at his stare. His lip quirked at my heated cheeks.

  “Shall we go get more comfortable?” His eyes were on fire. I nodded my head as he led me up the spiral staircase to his bedroom.

  As we entered his bedroom Tyler turned on the lamp beside his bed. He started to loosen his tie as he stalked back over to me. I crossed my arms, feeling exposed to his stare slowly seducing me while his pupils dilated. He fumbled with the clasp on my necklace until it broke free and put it in his pocket. As though he didn’t want my chest to feel naked from the lack of jewelry, he covered it with kisses. I sighed, moving my head to the side as his lips grazed over to my neck. One of his hands went to my lower back while the other pulled down the thick wavy strap of my dress so he could trail kisses along my bare shoulder.

  Tyler twirled me around to find the zipper of my dress. This was the part I felt strange about. The glow of the lamp was too bright, and I wasn’t ready to be completely naked in front of him with the lights on. I squirmed when he started to unzip my dress and turned to face him.

  His eyes flickered as I pulled the strap to my dress back over my shoulder. “Tyler, I’m sorry, but can we um… turn the lamp off?”

  He searched my eyes for a moment then left my side and switched off the lamp. The only light that was spilling into the room was from the moon, and I became more relaxed. I wasn’t ready for him to see me completely naked. No one has ever seen me completely naked, not even Connor.

  Tyler came back to my dress and quickly unzipped it. I helped him slide it down my body. I wanted to be hidden under the covers with him on top of me, but he held me still while he gave my shoulders feather light kisses.

  His hands felt the lace of my bra as he let out a low groan. His hands moved down my hips to my matching lace panties, causing another low rumble to come out of his throat. “Can I turn the light back on, I really would love to see these,” he whispered in my ear, tracing his tongue along my earlobe. I sucked in air as he played with the waistband of the delicate lace across my backside.

  “No,” I hummed. He softly blew out air threw his nose and kissed my neck.

  Flipping me around to face him, he pushed me down on the bed. “Well I guess the moonlight will be enough.”

  I grabbed a pillow and covered my stomach, biting my lip trying to hide my grin. He shook his head and smirked before crawling on top of me while removing the pillow.

  “You don’t have to be so shy with me, although it is very cute.”

  I glared at him. He laughed and kissed my nose causing me to giggle.

  “I meant what I said about being attracted to your body, I wish you would believe me.” His eyes were big and sincere. I tilted my head and grabbed his face to kiss him, wanting to forget about looking and start feeling just as I wanted since we parted on Thursday.

  He wakened to my deepening kiss. I moved my hands from his face to his already loosened tie and started to unravel it. Once I pulled it free I moved to his buttons. He stopped kissing me and sat up while still straddling me and started to unhook the buttons from the top while I sat up and started from the bottom. I followed the hem that slid up his stomach with trembling fingers as he pulled off his undershirt. My hands traveled up his chest to his face pulling him back to kiss me while he was still sitting up. The feeling of his tongue moving against mine was exquisite. His kisses grew more eager when my fingers slid underneath the waistband of his slacks. I fumbled with his belt buckle and yanked it off of him. Before I could start on his button he forced me down on the bed, trailing kisses across my chest and on top of my swollen breasts. My chest was heaving, begging him to pull down the cups of my bra. I wanted the intimate contact of his mouth and tongue on my sensitive skin. I arched my back pushing my chest closer to his lips. He nuzzled me and pulled his head back. I was breathing so heavy with my eyes closed, waiting for his next move. When the warmth of his breath didn’t return to my body right away I
opened my eyes. He was on his elbows gazing down at me, his chest heaving just as heavy as mine. I kept my arms to the side of my head, waiting for his next move.

  “You look so desirable like this,” he breathed, rubbing his nose along the lace of my bra. I felt his nose brush my nipple and I let out a soft moan and put my hands in his hair. He wrapped his arms under my arched back and unsnapped the lacy material freeing my breasts. The warmth of his mouth finally met the flesh I was longing for it to touch. I groaned louder as my hips moved into him. He sat up again, helping me completely free myself from the white lace entrapping my chest. I closed my eyes and pulled him back down to my lips.

  Tyler moved his mouth along my jaw and down my throat, between my breasts, and down to my belly. I started to squirm. I wanted him to kiss me there so badly in my head, but my legs automatically squeezed closed. I never could relax enough to let anyone go down on me. He reached the fine lace and pushed on my thighs that trembled when they tried to fight back. I felt his warm breath through the fabric, but before he could make contact I yanked at his hair and pulled him up to me, forcefully rolling so he was underneath me.

  He made a frustrated groan once I tugged on his hair, but gasped at my audacity when I straddled him. I gave him feather light kisses down his abdomen and started to unbutton his suit pants. He let out a strangled moan and flexed his hips. I remembered he wasn’t used to this type of contact, so I slowed down to savor what I could do to him with simple movements. Keeping his pants undone and on, I grazed his skin with my lips, tracing his muscles with my tongue. His breathing was so erratic his body was trembling. He gripped my thighs tightly with his hands.

  The friction below me was growing harder, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him inside of me. I moved down and pulled on his pants and boxers freeing him. My eyes widened when I saw him.

  Oh my God! Was that really inside me the other night?

  I hastily closed my eyes, worried he might have seen my reaction to his size. He helped me to completely rid of his pants and Under Armour boxers from his body and started tugging on my panties. Once they were off my hips, Tyler grabbed my waist and held me still.

  “There are condoms in the top drawer,” his breath was heavy with need. I quickly reached over and fumbled in the drawer and pulled out one of the packages. He had quite a few for someone who didn’t have sex that often. I was going to have to ask him about that.

  I handed him the package but he held my hand at the same time. “Will you put it on?” His voice was a plea. I shakily opened the package and bit my lip. His eyes watched me with excitement as I peeked down at him. He sensed my embarrassment and said, “I can do it if you want.”

  I shook my head and rolled the condom down him, never taking my eyes from his. His chest rose at the same rate my trembling hands moved down his length. He put his hands on my hips and helped me hover over him. My body was shaking with anticipation. I watched Tyler’s eyes roll backwards and his jaw relax as I guided him inside me. The sight of his reaction was such a turn on as I started to move. It was so deep this way, and I could feel his impressive length the farther I tipped my hips back. Tyler moved his hands up over my hips to my waist, gently pushing me back even further. When I tipped my head forward again, I opened my eyes and noticed he was watching me intently with his mouth open. My conscious overrode my wanton state as I moved down to kiss him, not wanting him to see me so exposed. His hands tightened around my back as I kissed his lips through our mangled breaths. He suddenly sat up startling me with his quick movement and the sudden change of depth inside of me caused me to gasp. He pushed my hips down into him and he lifted upwards causing me to shudder with pleasure.

  “God you feel amazing,” he moaned into my mouth as he flexed his hips upward again. All I could do was garble in agreement. I met his hips with more force causing him to grunt and tip me closer to spiraling out of control. My pace intensified as Tyler met my every move. He pushed down on my lower back causing me to explode with shivers as I dug my nails into his shoulders, squeezing my chest into him. He thrust into me twice and then joined me in my bliss.

  Once our breathing finally calmed, I loosened my grip on his shoulders and relaxed into him putting my head in the crook of his neck. Tyler continued to hold me tight and nuzzled my shoulder. He gently lifted me off of him and removed the condom, throwing it on the floor, and then laid us both on our sides facing each other. I sighed into his neck, “That was nice.”

  He smirked and rubbed his nose against mine. “What are you doing the rest of the weekend?” He said gazing at me while stroking my hair.

  Lying in bed with you.

  “I don’t have anything planned.”

  “Will you go to Chicago with me? I have a few meetings tomorrow. We could spend the night and then spend the day in the city on Sunday. I have a nicer place there.”

  I bit my lip trying to contain my glee. I wanted to spend every second of the weekend and then some with him. Then my face fell when I thought about Sunday. I had only been to a few family dinners since I had been back. My mom really wanted me to come this Sunday because my siblings were for sure going to be there. I hadn’t seen Heather in a while either. She was almost seven months pregnant.

  Tyler must have noticed my expression. “I would understand if you didn’t want to come with me,” he said, clearly looking disappointed.

  “No, I just have to be back by Sunday afternoon. I promised my mom I would come over for dinner,” I said, trying to not hurt his feelings. “I would love to spend more time with you though.” I looked up at him through my eyelashes.

  A smile played on his lips. “Then come with me. I will get you back by Sunday afternoon.” He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me as close to him as he could.

  “What time do we need to leave in the morning?”

  “5:00am.”

  “What?” I exclaimed, pulling back from him.

  “Our flight is at 6:00am. We have to get to the airport at 5:00am,” he said moving in to give me a kiss. Did he already buy me a ticket, hoping I would have forgiven him and decide to travel to Chicago with him? His fortitude annoyed me. Maybe I shouldn’t have forgiven him so easily.

  “Nathan was going to come, but last minute had to be in Chicago today so we have a floating employee seat.”

  Okay, my annoyance left me quickly, but what about clothes? “Ty I don’t have any clothes. We will have to leave earlier so I can stop and get some from my condo.” He brushed his knuckles across my cheek and looked at me with adoration, but it quickly faded and he looked like he was afraid to tell me something.

  “Don’t be mad, but I talked to Jamie last night and she packed a bag for you,” He said searching my eyes trying to gauge what my reaction would be.

  I looked at him skeptically. He obviously did think I would forgive him easily. The thought depressed me.

  He put both of his hands on my face and spoke quickly, “Jamie answered your phone when you were in the shower last night. She started to lay into me about lying to you and did her duty as a best friend. But then she softened a bit and told me about your meeting with Ashlynn and thought I would be forgiven if I intervened. I told her I would be delighted and then I asked her if she wouldn’t mind packing a bag for you. I picked it up from Jamie’s office earlier this afternoon.”

  I was silent. I didn’t like that he had talked to Jamie behind my back. My entire body screamed at me to not be jealous or feel uncomfortable, but the little bird in the back of my mind kept reminding me of history repeating itself.

  He kept his eyes on me. “Are you mad?”

  I closed my eyes and gulped then shook my head. “No, just one less thing we have to do in the morning,” I whispered.

  He leaned up on his elbow and cocked his head at me. “What’s wrong? You look like something is on your mind.” He became more serious.

  What was I supposed to tell him? That I didn’t like him talking to my best friend? How ridiculous. I should be ecstati
c that Jamie answered the phone and gave him her wrath, but at the same time she knew I wanted him and helped him to win me over.

  “It’s stupid, and it’s nothing,” I said shaking my head.

  He sat up and pulled me up with him. I kept the sheet over my chest, and stared down at my nails.

  “Becca, is it because I talked to Jamie? I didn’t mean to go behind your back; I was desperate to make amends with you.” His eyes looked pained.

  I gave him a half smile and held his face. His five o’clock shadow was scruffy, and I liked how it felt on my fingers. “I know, and I’m grateful. I just… I got a little jealous that’s all, it’s no big deal. The feeling came across me before I could think how ridiculous it was,” I said letting out a small laugh. I didn’t want him to dwell on it.

  “Baby doll, I would never make a move on your best friend or anyone for that matter. You are the only one I want. I meant what I said at dinner; I would deny anyone and call them out on it.” I smiled at his endearment. He was pleading for me to believe him. I did believe him a hundred percent, and I knew Jamie would never betray me like Ashlynn did. History just had a tendency to stick in the back of my mind whether I wanted it to or not.

  I kissed his lips. “That is one thing from dinner I do believe.”

  “Oh? Did you think I wasn’t being sincere the whole time?” he said pulling away from my kiss. I flushed under his stare. How was I supposed to tell him I thought some of it was for show?

  “I just think maybe some of it was to shut Ashlynn up or to try and make me feel good,” I said, pulling the sheet tighter around my chest.

  “I meant everything I said Becca. I wouldn’t have said any of it if it weren’t true.”

  I peeked up at him, “Even about the Enterprise Yachts account?”

  An amused smile came across his face. “Okay, so that wasn’t entirely true… speaking of which, why did you tell Ashlynn you would be her maid of honor?”