Page 61 of Impulsive Saint
Tyler released her breasts with one last squeeze and moved his hands to her waist to help guide her. Her head fell back on a sigh of pleasure as she shifted up and down, taking more of him with each downward thrust. Her long blonde hair swayed and she reached up to cup her breasts as he took over pushing her up and then pulling her back down onto his thick length.
“So damn beautiful.” he muttered as sweat broke out across his forehead.
Ashtyn with her cheeks flush and her lips swollen, her hair a mess from his hands and her gorgeous body stretched taut as she took him deeper and deeper, was the kind of sight that meant a man could die happy knowing he’d experienced something deeply intimate. As she finally settled down on top of him, taking the last inch in a desperate push, she moaned and pitched forward. She caught herself on her hands, on either side of his neck and then her mouth was on his again, kissing him with wild abandon as she began to roll her hips and fuck him in slow, almost languid strokes that had him aching for more.
Tyler slid one hand to her lower back, keeping her movements steady, and the other to her jaw. He wanted to touch her everywhere, all at once, but the pure pleasure that coursed through him had him hanging on for dear life and pouring all of his feelings for her into the kiss. He had never felt anything like this before and he had a feeling that when Ashtyn walked out of his life, he never would again.
“Tyler.” She broke the kiss with a harsh cry, his name, which made his heart thump hard in response, and he knew she was close.
He moved his hand between them and found her clit. She’d gone crazy when he played with her clit the night before and now was no exception. As soon as he found the swollen nub and began to circle it with his thumb, her hips jerked and her movements went into hyper-speed as she chased down the climax that hovered just on the horizon.
He could feel her body begin to tense all around him and a sudden jolt of awareness had his eyes flashing open. She was teetering on the edge of orgasm and she was going to pull him into his own climax. He could feel the sensation of his balls drawing up, preparing to spill their seed, and one terrifying thought chose that moment to rattle past all of the passion and desire that had been clouding his mind.
“Shit. Ash. I’m gonna come.” he growled, trying to grab for her hips and stop her momentum from sending him over the edge.
“Yes.” she whimpered, “So close.”
“No.” he hissed, “No. You don’t understand. I forgot the condom. I can’t…”
“You can.” She wrapped her arms around his neck as he surged up into a sitting position, causing the angle of her movements to change and that shiver of awareness to build at the base of his spine. “Come with me, Ty. Come in me. I want to feel you inside me, filling me up. Fuck, so good.”
Her body tightened around him to the point of no return and he growled, “You could get pregnant.”
“Can’t. Won’t.” She bit his earlobe gently, “I have an IUD. Please Ty. Please.”
He was man enough to admit that even without the reassurance of birth control that her desperate plea would have sealed his fate. They were too far gone. Too close to the edge. And there was no going back. So he simply pulled her close and bucked his hips hard and fast, pushing them both over the edge at the same time he took her mouth and kissed her with his lips and teeth and tongue.
They both exploded into ecstasy. Their bodies jumped and jerked against one another but they held on, arms wrapped tight, mouths so close they were breathing the same air as the tidal wave of bliss crashed over them. Tyler kept moving, pumping himself in and out, his hands urging her body to squeeze every ounce of passion out of him as he pushed her through the orgasm. When the flash of tension went out of her, she collapsed against him, boneless and breathless and he held her tight as he too fell back against the bed cradling her to his chest.
They lay there like that for a long time. He was still inside her but he could feel the evidence of their lovemaking sans condom leaking between them. They’d both be wet and sticky and likely in need of a shower but since Ashtyn didn’t move, neither did he. He simply held her to him, buried his face in her hair, and listened to her breathing slow as her heartrate fell into a cadence with his own.
Finally, when she began to nuzzle his chest, he stroked a hand through her hair and sighed, suddenly sleepy, “So, an IUD, huh?”
“Mmhmm.” she hummed.
“You could’ve told me that last night.” he groaned as she shifted slightly and her body slid up and then back down his sensitive length. “Sex without a condom is… I’ve never done that before, with anyone, but damn, it was amazing.”
“Mmm. It was amazing wasn’t it?” She smiled, pressing kisses to his chest. “Sorry I didn’t mention it before. It just never came up.” His cock twitched and she chuckled. “Speaking of up…”
Tyler chuckled and rolled her to her back, following her over until he was propped atop her. He leaned down and kissed her, tasting the sweetness of her laughter even as his cock rebounded like a champ, craving her again with an urgency that should have surprised him, but didn’t.
She was incredible. Like nothing and no one he’d ever met before. She was perfect and perfect for him. She made him so damn happy and he wanted her so fucking much it scared him because he had no idea what he was going to do with himself when she walked back out of his life.
And she would. Soon.
They’d be in Vegas within another day and then, that would be the end of their trip, the end of them. She would go back to Nashville and so would he but their lives wouldn’t be intertwined anymore. This trip was an anomaly, a random act of chance and luck, and he knew that all he could do was enjoy what they had together and then, when the time came, let her go.
Just like that cute little bird she’d had tattooed on her wrist, she deserved to be free to fly on her own, explore the world, and find her happily ever after. Even if it wasn’t with him. He would be nothing more to her than a nice memory, and the best he could hope was that when she thought back on him and their time together, that she smiled, just like he would.
19
Ashtyn closed her eyes and let the hot water run down her body. The small motel bathroom was steamy from the heat and she breathed in the warmth. It was comforting, reassuring, and the hot water soothed the worst of the aches in her body, not that she would ever complain about them.
She was sore but only in the best ways.
Last night, with Tyler, had been one of the best nights of her life. She hadn’t been a virgin, not by any stretch of the imagination, but somehow everything with Tyler had felt new and exciting. Like the first time, no matter how often they’d come together in the middle of the night.
She wasn’t sure how it was possible but she felt closer to Tyler than she’d ever felt to Aaron when they were making love. Maybe because she’d never worn a mask with Tyler. Maybe because he had seen her, the real her, from the first moment they met. Whatever the reason, she didn’t feel shy or nervous taking what she wanted or demanding it from him and he never once hesitated to give her what she needed.
