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If comprehension built like slowly falling rain, complete understanding hit like a thunderclap. Being in control was about far more than temporary pleasure. It was huge and ominous even while it was exhilarating.
Humbling. Terrifying in terms of not wanting to make a mistake, and deeply humbling to know this was what Tim put into every moment of his time with her.
The entire time she’d debated, the talented man had continued to torment her.
She stroked his hair and fought to keep her feet. He eased his fingers into her, slowly at first as he stretched her. Once they were wet, though, he showed no mercy. Hard, wicked pumps, fingertips curling inside her, driving her to the point of exploding.
Erin’s pleasure levels were skyrocketing, but the choice she had to make was clear. This was what Tim needed. What he craved. He’d given her the time with Matt the previous day, but when it came down to it, he wanted her for himself.
His next words confirmed it.
“You like me in charge of your body.” Tim tilted his head and caught her gaze, refusing to let her look away. It was the two of them in the room, and no one else. His words rasped like a physical stroke over her skin. “You like it when I push you to the point of pain, easing off just before you lose control. Taking you up again and again until there’s nothing left but us. Nothing you want more than me. Fucking you with my fingers. Fucking you with my cock until your legs are shaky, and you’re sure you’re going to fall over. And I’ll fuck you until there’s nothing you can do but feel me, everywhere, because you’remine.”
The unrelenting thrusts mixed with his words—“OhGod.”
“Say it. You’re mine, aren’t you?” He pumped slower, adding a third finger and pushing deep inside her, drawing a gasp from her lips. “You’re mine, and you love everything I do to you.”
“Yes.I’m yours.”
He put his mouth back on her and sucked her clit hard. The wild pressure combined with his clever mouth and fingers were too much. She clutched his head and shook as she came.
Before the waves were completed he had her over his lap, cock nudging her pussy as he slipped past her folds. He thrust upward, dragging her hips down, and filled her.
Tim paused, Erin continuing to shake around him as the aftershocks of her orgasm squeezed him tight. His head fell back and a low groan escaped. “Sweet fuck, that’s good,” he moaned.
Through her hazy vision, Erin caught a glimpse of Matt, now seated on a chair to one side. Their eyes met, and a flash of understanding settled as Matt glanced over at Tim, then back to her. He smiled softly, then rose and left the room.
Matt was the one keeping his attraction on the quiet. He was content with it staying secret.
Then she couldn’t focus anymore as Tim raised her hips and found his rhythm, thrusting into her with steady, solid pulses. She clung to his shoulders, relinquishing her power. Accepting the gift of his complete attention as he tore her apart physically with another powerful climax, the two of them shouting as they came.
He took control and, in doing so, put the missing piece of her soul back. The part that had been absent since she’d left him so many years ago.
CHAPTER27
The rest of their days off passed in a state of lazy relaxation and easy companionship. He and Erin hadn’t come right out and talked things through after that explosive session by the pool, but they hadn’t had to. Not yet.
Tim had never been more grateful for Matt. For the maturity and strength his friend had shown as he eased back on the sexual overtures, following Tim’s lead as promised.
Erin...
She continued to observe everyone around her far closer than Tim had ever seen her before. More importantly, though, she softened. Not a diminishing of her bold and sometimes demanding attitude, and she didn’t lose her wicked sense of humour, but when he turned his gaze on her, it was if there were no longer any walls between them.
She’d accepted him as he was. Accepted herself, and was willing to move toward acceptingthem.
Somehow in the midst of the casual conversations and board games the three of them shared, the sense ofmorecontinued to grow. More of them—of Tim and Erin as a couple. The sex didn’t stop, the games and the exploring didn’t stop, but even the casual activities seemed more intimate.
It wasn’t about exploring the limits, not like it had been when they were young. He wasn’t in a hurry to do anything else too wild sexually, not for a bit. Watching her tentative but complete surrendering of her trust was enough of an incredible thing. Like stepping into a honeymoon stage of their new relationship, fresh and intoxicating without the need to add additional kink.
Tuesday afternoon they stood at the front door of the rental waiting for Matt’s ride to arrive to take him to Calgary. Erin kissed him full on the lips, and he tangled her up for a moment in his arms, enveloping her in a huge bear hug and squeezing tight.
“I’m going to miss you,” Erin confessed.
“Door is always open, even if Tim’s not with you,” Matt promised. “And I will be coming to Banff in the near future. You can count on it.”
Tim held out a hand, but when Matt took it, Tim pulled his friend close and gave him another enormous hug, patting him heartily on the back, doing that guy thing. “You’re one in a million. Don’t be a stranger.”
“Are you kidding?” Matt glanced at Erin and winked, a moment passing between them.
