His hand is so big it covers my whole breast, and for a moment, I feel insecure about myself. What if he doesn't like the size of my breasts? I bet they are smaller than the other girls' he’s slept with.
"I can't believe I'm finally touching you," he whispers, interrupting my thoughts. "You're the most beautiful creation I've ever seen."
He says exactly the right words, the ones I needed to hear to relax completely.
Tyler Parish ismine; he's with me now, no matter who he slept with before.
I have to enjoy the moment without worrying about what I look like in his eyes.
Moreover, when he lifts his gaze up and looks at me, I realize that I've never seen him this happy.
"I've dreamed about this moment since I was twelve," he confesses with a smile, not looking away for a second. "You're gorgeous, Kylie." I swear he means what he says. "I must warn you, I won't let you come that easily. I'm gonna enjoy every second of your arousal."
He smiles huskily, and his eyes are burning with desire as he lowers his head again and presses his lips to one of my nipples.
My fingers dig into the pillows underneath me, and my legs are scissoring with need.
His touch, those words...no matter how hard he tries to postpone my climax, I think I'm ready to explode any second.
When he sucks my nipple into his mouth, I can't help but cry out so loudly that even my ears are ringing.
"You're mine, baby, do you know that?" he asks, making a couple of circles around my nipple, squeezing the other one between his fingers. "No matter whoever touched you before, you're mine now, today and forever."
What is he talking about? No one has ever touched me before; I thought he knew that.
And why is he asking me this kind of thing? Isn't it just a fling for him?
He sucks me in again, and I involuntarily arch my back, pushing my breasts closer to that mouth.
I shouldn't care about anything else. I'm finally getting what I always wanted. Tyler Parish is claiming me, and he'll stay my first forever.
He lowers his head, kissing my belly, making his way to my center, running his fingers down my sides.
When his face stops next to my panties, he inhales deeply, just the way he did when we were standing.
I try to squeeze my legs, but he places himself between my hips so I can’t.
"There's no need to be shy, babe." He breathes into my pussy, pushing my panties aside to expose my clit but doesn’t take them off. "I'm going to get what I want anyway."
And then he presses his lips to my center, and I realize that I'm lost.
At first, he kisses me a couple of times, so soft, like smacks, barely touching me. I wrap my legs around his chest and dig my fingers harder into the pillows.
He then sticks out his tongue and does a couple of circles around my clit, still barely touching it, teasing me, postponing my explosion.
"Ty, I'm gonna come," I gasp, breathing heavily and arching my back again, this time giving my all to him.
"Not yet, baby," he whispers. He finds the entrance to my hole and tries to push his tongue inside it as deep as he can.
I grab his hair, trying to...stop him? No, trying to make him go faster, but he doesn't give in, pulling away from my center.
"Have you ever touched yourself, my naughty little girl?" I feel his breath on my skin, and it makes me shiver.
I can't answer that question; it's too embarrassing. I've touched myself hundreds of times, imagining Tyler penetrating me, but it never felt as good as it feels now.
He places his lips to my clit and sucks so hard that my legs start shaking.
And then he pulls away again.