Page 30 of Falling for the Hot Billionaire

“Well, what if I am not?” I didn’t mean to sound so nervous, but Tyrell wasn’t really listening. He got into the jacuzzi and displaced water all over, he was moving toward me so fast.

“I will make sure that you come fast enough that you will be ready.”

I think I was ‘ready’ right then. I knew that I had never been so turned on in all of my life, never wanted to go to the next level so badly. That was saying something too, because Tyrell had been toying with me hard for over a week while I’d been staying with him.

“Why didn’t I know that this was here?” I asked lightly, ignoring the look in his eyes.

Then he was touching me, grabbing me and getting me onto his lap, straddling his legs and putting my legs around his waist. His need was immediately felt and I groaned inwardly. Was I ready?

I waited for him to slam into me, like I had seen on those movies, but he kissed me instead, pulling me in and making it so that our top half was touching as well. Every inch of me was pressed up against him somewhere and every part of him was as well. His manhood was so close, I couldn’t enjoy the kiss, too worried about when he was going to move forward. I braced myself, but his insistent tongue made me forget again. He was good at that, making me go one way and then another.

The water was hot and the jets were on my back and hips. It felt like a push forward and several times, the hot part of him came in contact with the burning part of me, and I felt the hard head push against me. I called out, not in pain but surprise, and Tyrell stopped. His hips didn’t move, but his lips continued to convince me that it was all okay.

He pulled away and we were both breathing hard. “I have been dying for you since I woke up to you, Justine. I swear that I thought you were an angel and having you in my arms like this, I am sure of it now.”

I didn’t agree or not, I couldn’t speak. He was rubbing up against me again, this time with a little more precision and it was just as good as when his hand was right there, maybe better because the anticipation was so high. I didn’t know what to do but hold on and hope that one of those small thrusts against me didn’t go in. I knew that it was going to eventually, but he was so hard, and I doubted that it would fit. It seemed too big to do much more than rub.

“Can I please have you, Justine? I need you so badly.”

I whined in response and waited for what came next. I waited for the hard thrust that was going to start this off, but it never came. To my chagrin, he was waiting for a real response that I was hard-pressed to give. I whimpered some more, moving my hips to do what he wouldn’t, and he just dodged me. I was frustrated when I finally looked up at him. I was wired for sound, worked up to a tizzy and I didn’t want to go on waiting any longer.

“Yes, Tyrell, now!”

That was all I got out, before it was finally happening, everything that I’d asked for. I knew that I was never going to be the same again, part of me ripped to make way for Tyrell in all his need. I was shaking now, fully seated on him and I couldn’t move. I was afraid to move, because there was a painful flash that I didn’t want to repeat. I was sort of ready for it, I knew about it, of course, but I wasn’t prepared for the sharpness of the pain. I thought it would be something less. I should have known better though, looking at Tyrell, seeing what he looked like hard, and I knew that it was going to be a lot. I just hadn’t had a reference to go off of.

I stalled for what felt like a long time and I could tell that Tyrell was getting restless underneath me. He groaned as I moved a little and then told me to kiss him. Tyrell wasn’t that far away, but considering I had to lean in, push him deeper and finally start moving. I knew what it would do, it was basic, but I was still afraid to. Even though it already felt different, that wasn’t enough to take it all away.

Tyrell was no longer the pillar of patience, and he pulled me down to him. I moaned as I started to feel the good sensation that his penetration and movement created. It wasn’t at all like the first part, and I still had my mouth open when he started to kiss me. I couldn’t stop the sounds of pleasure that came forth. It was hard to hold it in and I didn’t want to. Tyrell felt so good, and he had just moved me a little. I started to move a little as we kissed.

It wasn’t long before a wave of pleasure ran through me, and I had to stop. I was shaking and clenching him, which made him feel bigger. It was a hard cycle to stop, and Tyrell was the one that stopped the madness, creating some of his own that was far harder to deal with. He had a strong grip on my hips, moving me up and down on his shaft. I was no longer in control and from the frenzied look in his eyes, neither was he.

Tyrell was pushing in deep and then ripping out, sucking on my tits as he pushed me closer to him and held me in place. I cried out, repeatedly, until I had no more voice left. I was shaking and there was nothing to stop it, as I came repeatedly. Each one took more and more out of me, until I was a mere shell, here for Tyrell to get his pleasure out of.

I felt him come, the hot spray inside of me was a comfort. I knew that it had felt good to him, as good as it had felt to me and that was apparently all that mattered. It didn’t matter that I was barely able to focus on anything and when he released me, I went back to the side of the jacuzzi, using it to hold me up. My body was still trembling, and Tyrell still had desire in his eyes.

“We got water everywhere. Maybe we should take this inside.”

“What inside? This is all tile, water is fine.” I was mumbling and when he said that we weren’t finished, I scoffed and told him that we were. I was.

“You would deny me, still?” Tyrell asked with legit shock on his face. He really didn’t like to hear the word no, at all.

“I don’t think I can, Tyrell. Blame it on the fact that you did your job too well.”

Tyrell frowned and pulled me back onto his lap. He was already hard again and it was tempting. A few more kisses, and he would have had me agreeing to anything. I didn’t want to deny him, I didn’t want to deny myself. I felt better than I think I had in my whole life. That was nothing to scoff at or dismiss.

It didn’t take long for Tyrell to convince me to give into what he wanted. It was really hard to say no to him, impossible when he was already inside of me. At that point, all I could do was close my eyes and hold on, it was going to be one hell of a ride.

It was much later before we went back into his bedroom and onto his bed. We were both dripping wet as he took me on top of the comforter and then put me to bed under the sheets a while later. For my first time, I felt like I had enough experience to know that I had been missing out. Big time.

23

Justine

Iwas feeling pretty good, sore but like things could finally be different. I didn't know why, but I felt like a Cheshire cat as I stretched. I was alone in the bed. I knew that Tyrell was probably hard at work somewhere, but that didn’t mean that I didn't miss him. He had changed everything and now I wondered how it would be between us. How would I be able to look at him with a straight face, knowing what he was capable of doing to me or the way he sounded when he came to completion?

My mood was great, and I was so sure that it was all going to be different now. How could it not be? I was finally a woman and it felt well worth the wait. I knew that Tyrell was the one and he was.

There was a lot going on, but I wasn't going to take it as all bad. I would find another job, at another hospital’s ER, and I would be found innocent of burning my house down. I hadn't done it, of course, so that would all come out. That problem would take care of itself, I was sure of it.

---