Page 85 of Wild About You
He drives in an inch. “Whose?”
“Yours, Tyler.”
“Good girl.” He drops a kiss on my lips and then pushes in all the way.
His phone vibrates on the nightstand but neither of us stops or makes any move to shut it off. We’ve been making up for lost time with sex that’s sweet and mildly possessive, the latter a kink we’ve both always enjoyed, but this is something more. It’s hard and fast and claiming in a way I didn’t know existed. As my orgasm finally hits, he drops his mouth to mine and kisses me in the same hard, greedy way that he slams into me.
“Mine.” He speaks into my mouth. “You’re finally mine again.”
* * *
My car finally decides that today is the day it’s no longer going to run. Tyler pops the hood and diagnoses the problem, but says it’ll be a day or two before his guy can fix it. After a lot of back and forth, I relent, and Everly and I get in Tyler’s Mustang to go to school.
He gives me a wicked grin as I adjust the seat so I can reach the pedals.
“What if I wreck it?” I ask, running my fingers along the soft leather of the steering wheel.
“Don’t,” he deadpans.
“I’m serious! I’m not that great of a driver.”
He leans against the door, holding it open and leaning inside. “It’s just a hunk of metal, Pipe.”
Everly laughs in the seat next to me, and Tyler drops a soft kiss on my lips, then shuts the door and steps back with a wave.
I drive like a granny headed to church. The gas pedal is touchy, and I hold my breath every time another car gets close.
A text notification pops up on the screen of the car with Tyler’s name. I wait until we’re at the school, parked, and headed inside to read it.Is my baby okay?
I turn and snap a quick picture of the car and send it to him,Not a scratch or dent!
I meant you. ;)
At lunch, Kim delivers a large bouquet of flowers with a curious smile. “Either you did something right or someone did something very wrong.”
I call Tyler immediately, assuming I’ll get his voicemail, but he answers on the first ring.
“Hey.” The single word comes out with a lot of concern. “Is everything okay?”
“Everything here is great, but I just got a very large, very expensive display of roses, so maybe I should ask you the same thing. Are you about to break my heart?”
In the background is music, metal clanking, and a few voices I can’t make out.
He laughs and it fills me with such hope and happiness. I never dreamed we’d be back at this place.
“They’re gorgeous. Thank you.” I let my fingers brush a drooping petal on one of the roses. “What are you up to?”
“Getting some weights in before lunch, then I have a community service thing this afternoon.”
“What kind of community service thing?”
“Some of the guys and I are going to the children’s hospital.”
“I didn’t know you did that.”
“We hang out, bring merch, and sign stuff if they want. It’s pretty cool.”
“And seriously sexy.”
