Smart man.
Parker walked further into the room as Ty stood up. He met her halfway and took her hand.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” He asked huskily.
She searched his eyes for any hint that she wasn’t misreading him. “I don’t know. I can’t really invite myself. It would be rude.”
Ty closed his eyes briefly before cupping her cheek. “I want to ask you. I want you to stay, more than I’ve wanted anything before in my life. It means more than you know that you’re willing to. But there are still some things… There’s still shit you don’t know about me. I can’t in good conscious ask you to stay without telling you everything first.”
Parker swallowed, leaning into his hand. “So tell me, Ty. Whatever it is, it won’t affect my decision to stay. Hell, I was considering moving back here from that first day, before we ever got close again.”
Ty dropped his hand, cursing as he started to pace the strip of floor that didn’t have boxes and pieces of furniture littering it. He ran his hands through his hair in agitation, stopping in the middle of room to hook his hands onto his hips. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before muttering “Fuck!” under his breath.
He shook his head, an apology in his dark eyes as he looked at her. “I just can’t right now. I will, though. Soon. I promise. I’m sorry, Parker.”
Parker suppressed a sigh, moving to where Ty stood stiffly. She went up on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s okay, Ty. Tell me when you’re ready. Just remember that it doesn’t matter what it is. It won’t change my mind about moving here, or being with you. Unless,” she joked, hoping to lighten the mood, “you have another family stashed somewhere, or there’s someone else you want to make a family with. That would make it a hard no for me.”
Ty laughed as he wrapped his arms around her, although his eyes were still torn. “No, it’s nothing like that. You’re all I want. All I need.” He moved one of his hands around, cupping her belly. “You and this pu—baby. That will never change.”
Parker smiled as he leaned down to take her mouth in a kiss. It started out soft, gentle, and Parker thought maybe that was all he’d intended, but it quickly caught fire. He moved his hand around from her stomach to her ass, pulling her hips into his. Parker moaned as she felt him, already hard, pushing into her stomach.
She loved how she affected him so quickly, just as much as she loved how fast he affected her. She didn’t think she’d ever get enough of this feeling. On one side, it made her feel desirable and loved; on the other, she felt strong and empowered. She still couldn’t get over that she had this kind of effect on this big, gorgeous man.
She pulled back breathlessly from his kiss, never taking her eyes off of him as she pulled her shirt up and off her head. She bit back a smile at his groan, loving how his eyes were full on black now. He immediately reached a hand up, cupping her breast, and even through her bra, the sensations made Parker’s eyes roll closed. He teased her nipple for a moment through the lace before he reached around her to unsnap it with a flick of his fingers.
She opened heavy lidded eyes, watching as he stepped back to pull off the tight black t-shirt he’d been wearing. As soon as he was free, she moved forward, putting her hands on his chest and sliding them slowly down. She trailed her fingers down his abs, watching in fascination as his abs constricted as she touched him, and hooked her fingers into the waistband of his jeans. She looked up into his eyes, smiling in satisfaction at the glazed look in them, before popping the button open and easing the zipper down.
She sucked in a breath as his hard length was revealed, and damned if her mouth didn’t water at the sight. She pushed his jeans down his thighs before she reached in and palmed his thick, hard length, barely aware of his breath hissing in his throat or the strained curse he gritted out.
All of her attention was on his hard cock, hot in her hand and straining toward her like it wanted her as much as she wanted it. She tightened her hand, squeezing him from base to tip, pausing to rub the precum over the fat head, before working her hand back down again. She shifted, rubbing her thighs together, already wet and incredibly turned on, just from touching him.
Ty clenched his hands into fists as she played, but when she made to drop to her knees, he stopped her. “No,” he gritted out in a gravelly voice. “It’ll all be over if you put your mouth on me, and I want to come inside you. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Parker flashed him a mischievous look as she stepped out of her shorts. She turned around, bracing herself on the dresser, the only piece of furniture they’d left in the room after cleaning everything else out. Feeling bolder than she ever had in her life, she looked over her shoulder as she pushed her ass out.
“Who needs a bed?” She asked him huskily.
He stared mesmerized at her ass for a moment before shaking himself out of the daze he was in. Singeing her with the heat in his black eyes, he shoved his pants down further as he positioned himself behind her. He reached a hand around her, sliding his fingers inside of her and brushing her sensitive clit, and Parker couldn’t help the moan that erupted from her throat.
“You’re so fucking wet, and I’ve barely even touched you,” he breathed in her ear, causing shivery tingles to race up and down her spine. He ran his fingers around her swollen nub a few times and she moaned and arched her back, pushing back into him.
Ty moved his hand and she could feel him bending his knees and lining up with her. He wrapped an arm around her hips and without warning, pushed inside her, burying himself fully in one thrust.
They both froze. Parker squeezed her eyes shut, drowning in sensation, vaguely away of the slight tremor in Ty’s hands where they were clutching her waist.
“Fuck, Parker. Every time, I think it can’t get better than the last, but it always does,” Ty said, his voice hoarse.
Ty pulled almost all the way out and pushed back inside her forcefully. She could tell he was trying to be gentle, but his control was slipping, and she loved that. No matter how many times she’d told him she wasn’t made of china, he’d still been holding back.
He wasn’t now, and she reveled i
n it.
Bodies slapping together, they moved with each other, faster and harder. Parker’s entire body felt like a livewire, lit up and ready to blow at any moment. She wasn’t going to last long this time.
She panted as Ty increased the speed and force of his thrusts. One of his hands rested on top of hers where she was clutching the dresser, and his other reached around her, delving between her legs. One touch of his fingers was all it took, and she was flying apart, moaning his name as she clenched hard around him.
Ty groaned, leaning his body over hers as he took the tendon on her neck between his teeth, biting down hard enough for her to feel it, but not hard enough to break the skin.