Page 100 of Return to Me Always

Holy shit. Just like the rest of him, Tyler washuge. I gulped, wondering how this might even work. I could almost die just from anticipation.

Realizing he was watching me, probably waiting for my reaction, I glanced up to see him studying my face. Honestly, I had no idea what to say. "Tyler, I..."

Once again, I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even speak. So I decided to show him. Show him how much I loved him, every part of him.

"Come closer," I said as I scooched down the bed.

Looking up once more, I took him into my mouth, and he let out a loud groan. With my past boyfriend, I had never wanted to do this, and I only did it once. But now it was different. Now I was truly in love, and I wanted to demonstrate the incredible amount of love I had for him with my whole heart, with all of my body and all of his.

Just like I had with his thumb, I sucked him and swirled my tongue against his tip, not completely sure how to do this. Since he wouldn't fit into my mouth all the way, I held the rest of him in my hand, exploring him, amazed at the way he felt—somehow so smooth and hard all at the same time.

"I'm not sure I'm doing it right, Tyler," I paused to say.

For a few seconds, he didn't say anything, and I peeked up at him. He pulled me up against him, crushing my breasts to his hard chest.

His breath coming in spurts, he said, "Hell, yeah... you're doing it right... so right I can't… take it anymore."

His lips crashed down to mine in a passionate kiss as our hands explored each other in a frenzy. No more clothes. Nothing between us anymore. Skin on skin. Hot body against hot body.

And the thought of what was to come between us made my heart slam against my ribcage. God, I didn't even know if I could handle it... this passion between us, like two worlds colliding into one.

Tyler leaned his humongous body against mine, guiding my back to the bed once again.

"I can't wait any longer, love. Are you sure you're ready for me?"

I nodded. "I've never been more sure of anything."

He swallowed thickly and reached for the drawer of his nightstand to pull out a condom. I watched as he put it on, feeling more aroused than I'd ever been in my life.

Once he was done, he leaned over me again, kissing every part of my face and lastly my lips. "Does your wound hurt? Would it feel better to straddle me?"

My freaking heart melted at the tenderness in his voice, that he would even think of that right now, putting my comfort first. My chest expanded as if I could love this man even more.

I didn't know if I could speak over the sudden lump in my throat. "Just like this," I managed to say as I caressed his biceps.

His eyes seemed to question me for a moment, but then he moved over me. "If anything hurts, love, just stop me. Okay?"

Again, I could only nod. Staring into my eyes, his face taut with restraint, he slowly guided himself into me while I held my breath at the pressure.

"You okay?" He paused, his brows creased in concern. "Want me to stop?"

I exhaled a deep breath. "Keep going."

His eyes shut as he continued to fill me, stretch me. "You're so damn tight," he said, his voice strained.

My hands on his arms, I could feel the tenseness in his muscles as he held himself back, and I started to relax as I realized that this man right here only wanted to please me, only wanted me to be happy—so much so that he'd stop at any time if I asked, denying himself pleasure to put me first.

And once I stopped clenching, I felt the pressure begin to turn into pleasure. More than pleasure. Like exquisite, heart-stopping pleasure that started where we were joined and coursed through my whole body to the tips of my fingers and toes.

Still sensing his hesitance, I raised my hips up to take him in fully, and he let out a groan, his eyes flying open to meet mine.

"You feel amazing," I whispered. "I love you so much."

His eyes showed his wonder, and I felt his love for me shining through. And then I was lost in his magic as he leaned down to place his mouth on mine in a heated, carnal kiss just as his hips began to move.

He started slowly, moving in and out as his mouth claimed me, first my lips, then in a scorching hot trail up my neck until he reached my ear.

"You are so damn hot, love," he breathed against that spot just below my ear, sending shudders down my spine.

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