Page 48 of For Always
“Dating and sex is like a mutual agreement between adults to have fun,” he said.
Her hands stilled in his hair and she tilted her head as she continued to watch him.
“I mean, that’s the first few weeks of any relationship. The fun part.”
“Okay, I can see that. So when does it change to the part that you don’t like? I’m asking so that I can be packed up and out of the way before we get to that part.”
“Well, you’re in luck because I’m not there yet,” he said and leaned in to drop a quick kiss on her lips.
It was more to be sure she wasn’t pissed at him, than to actually steal a kiss.
But when she held his head in place and licked his lips, Tyler went with it. He took the kiss deeper, moving his hands up her back and pulling her in closer.
Fire shot through him in fierce quick flames, searing his entire body. When she sucked his tongue into her mouth Tyler groaned. He grabbed the tail of her hair that was held by a black band. She gasped and let her head fall back. Tyler licked up the line of her neck. He nipped at the soft skin there with his teeth, while her fingers tightened in his hair.
He moved in the opposite direction, his tongue tracing a hot path down between her breasts as he pushed the sports bra out of his way with his chin. She arched into him and the sound she made flipped a switch inside him. With a primal groan he pulled at that sports bra until he got it over her head and her breasts dropped freely into his hands. Tyler sucked on her nipples like a child begging to be fed. She gyrated over him as he worked her breasts and his dick grew so hard he wanted to yell out in agony.
Instead, he stood them up from the bench.
“Off!” He barked the order while pushing his shorts and boxer briefs down his legs.
She moved just as quickly as he did and when he realized he didn’t have a condom, Tyler cursed.
“Don’t move!” he said and left her in the exercise room.
He ran down the hallway, not giving a damn if someone walked by and saw him running naked with a hard dick. He dashed into his room, grabbed a condom from the night stand where he’d put the new box he’d just purchased yesterday and headed back to the exercise room where he slammed and locked the door.
She’d listened and was still standing near the weight bench. Actually, she was kneeling one knee on the bench, bent over at the waist, while holding a weight in her hand.
“Is this how I should properly do an arm curl?”
If he were an animal the sound Tyler made would have been classified as primal.
“Do it again,” he said as he hurriedly sheathed himself with the condom and came to stand behind her.
“I like your form,” Tyler told her as he stared at the plump cheeks of her bottom.
They were spread open as she stood with one foot planted on the floor, the other leg up on the bench. And when she leaned forward to lift the weight up he could see the plump folds of her sex and he felt like he would come right there on the spot.
“Really? I just want to make sure I’m doing everything right,” she said coyly.
Tyler grabbed his engorged length and moved in closer while rubbing his hands up and down. “Ok. Well, let me see if I can help you.”
“Oh yes,” she said, dropping the weight with a loud thunk to the floor. “Please help me.”
He put his hands on her first, his palms spreading over her cheeks. She had a great ass. Whether she wore those very short jean shorts or the chic dress pants that drove him insane, Tyler loved looking at and feeling on her ass. He gripped her cheeks and she dipped her back so they spread wider. His finger slipped between her crevice and he felt her already wet.
“Naughty little girl. You’re not doing the curls right and you’re wet without me. I wonder what I should do.”
When she whispered, “Punish me,” Tyler really thought he was going to come before he could sink his dick inside of her.
Instead he moved quickly, spreading her cheeks so he could see his length disappear inside her warmth. She moaned and he sighed with the pleasure that eased down his spine. He began pumping fiercely into her and she thrust her hips back to meet his every stroke.
This wasn’t fun, he thought with a start. If he were truly being honest with himself, Tyler would admit that he’d leap-frogged past the fun part weeks ago. This, right here, was something else. With every stroke of his length inside her Tyler felt them joining. Like tendrils snaking through his chest and winding slowly around his heart, he felt it. With his hands on her flesh he felt as if her warmth were somehow transferred directly into him through that simple contact. And when she looked over her shoulder at him, her gaze locking with his as he continued to pump into her, he knew he didn’t want that connection to break. He wasn’t ready to walk away and damn sure wasn’t about to let her try to do the same.
Pulling out of her quickly, Tyler wrapped his arms around her waist and guided her into his arms. He crashed his lips down over hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as if this kiss alone could explain everything he was feeling and thinking. She kissed him back with equal fervor, holding the back of his head and pressing into him. Tyler reached down, grabbed the back of her thighs and lifted her into his arms. He walked them to the wall and pressed into her once more. She moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders. He pumped fiercely, afraid to stop, scared that if he did stop it would end. Everything he’d had with her since the day they’d met would be over.
So he pumped harder and faster, hearing nothing but her moans and whispers of his name. He took her kisses, savoring the feel of her lips, her tongue and the moist heat of her cove. And when her legs trembled around his waist Tyler tumbled. He came with a fierce rush that shook his entire body, holding him still inside her for endless moments.
