“Yes sir,” Tyler states pulling me up from the sand. We hurriedly make our way back to my place laughing the whole way there. Back at my house, Caroline gives me a knowing look and quietly slips out the door.
Chapter Five
Pulling Tyler into the shower with me, I knew the first time wouldn’t be enough, even though I plan on this being the last. I take my time soaping him up and Tyler takes his time washing every inch of my body. Pulling the sprayer from its hook, he sets it on high. He sprays the soap suds from my backside and does the same to my front. Wrapping his arms around me from the back, he presses the nozzle to my sensitive center. The sensation of the water hitting my sweet spot is almost too much.
The more I try to squirm from the water, the harder his erection is pushing against the crack of my ass.
“Don’t you like the feel of the water hitting you?”
“I like the way you feel,” I tease.
Faster than I can say “sweet baby Jesus,” Tyler has me out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, and lying across my bed.
“Do you mind?”
I shake my head and he turns my iPod on shuffle.
Work Out, by J. Cole plays.
Pulling the towel from his waist, I take a moment to appreciate his build. His six pack dips into a perfect v mapping his happy trail. He looks like a living Adonis, and right now he is mine to do with as I please. Ignoring the voice nagging me that this is a mistake in the back of my head, I trace each curve and angle of his muscled tattooed chest with my tongue. Taking one of his nipples in my mouth, I gently tug on it between my teeth.
Tyler grunts and yanks on my damp hair. Cold water trickles down my back, giving me a shiver. I should stop this, but I want to enjoy being with him while the moment lasts. Tyler isn’t into settling down, and I’m screwed up in the head over my last relationship—my only relationship.
Ordering me to lie on my side, he gets behind me, pushing my top knee outward he hooks his arm under it. Gently, he guides his cock into my pussy. A low “Mmm,” of appreciation escapes his lips.
Firmly, he takes hold of my hair giving it a gentle tug.
“Harder!” I tell him.
“You like that do you?”
“Oh,” is all I manage to let out as he yanks on my hair again.
Tyler is pumping in and out of my pussy faster and faster. With my face buried in my pillow as he takes me higher and higher, I can’t concentrate on anything except the orgasm building inside me. Tyler pulls the pillow from my face, telling me, “Don’t hide from me sugar, I wanna see your face.” His large fingers circle my clit, bringing me closer to the edge. His hard body presses against mine, feeling too good, too right, as if he’s supposed to be mine. Our bodies just fit, my chest aches, heaving with the thought as I pant from the pleasure of his thrusts.
I let out another cry. Tyler muffles my screams with his hand as he rocks into me harder. He is being rough, possessive even, but it turns me on even more. I am going to pay for this tomorrow. Right now though, I am enjoying it too much to care.
Stars dance behind my eyes as I come all over his thick cock.
Tyler pulls out and I turn onto my back, watching as he relieves himself in his hands; some of his come streams onto my belly. I like watching him, I like the way his warmth feels against my skin. His eyes are hooded, as a hiss seeps through his clenched teeth. It is so damn sexy knowing that I have this effect on him. He catches me admiring him and a sated smile stretches across his face.
“You’re so fucking sexy. I want a picture of you, lying just like this, so I can remember this feeling every time I look at it.”
“Tyler,” I giggle and cover my face. “No, no way! How do I know you wouldn’t show it to all of your biker brothers?” I raise an expectant brow at him.
Holding his semen covered hands up in defense, he laughs. “Oh, um sorry.” He picks a towel from the floor and walks to the bathroom. I decide to surprise him, by taking a picture of myself with my phone and texting it to him.
He comes back from the bathroom carrying his clothes.
“Aria, I didn’t plan on this when I came over here tonight. I tried like hell to enjoy my date the other night and turn my feelings for you off. I couldn’t keep you out of my mind. Every time she would speak, I would see your face. I tried to fuck her. It was all I could do not to wonder what you were doing. I couldn’t even get hard and ended up driving straight here.” He wraps his strong arms around me after I’ve wiped my tummy off and gotten up from the bed, and I don’t know what to say. I’m speechless learning that he has real feelings for me.
He continues talking, filling the silence. “Then at the club, that little pussy dick put his hands on you, and I knew then that I had to have you. I knew you would be mine.”
My heart is beating out of my chest. “Listen Tyler, I know you think you feel something for me but you don’t, it’s lust. Now that we've gotten the sex out of the way…can we just go back to be being friends? We still have to work together, and I don’t want it to be awkward.”
“I don’t think I can just be friends with you. I have tried to fight these feelings, but you have invaded my heart, Aria. You, Jace, and Faye are a part of my life now. I just can’t walk away from this. I won’t walk away from you.”
“Tyler, you think too much of me and I know you will make some woman so happy one day, but right now it can’t be me. I have too much on my plate. I don’t want you to feel like I used you tonight, because you have no idea how much I needed it, and how much it means to me. I’ve not felt wanted like this in a long time, but there are so many things you don’t know about my situation. You’d hate me if you knew. I’m a terrible person Ty.”