Rushed(47)

Tyler hums and kisses me again. “There's no words to describe how you make me feel. You're just . . . April.”

“Just April?” I tease, and he laughs.

“You’ll never be just April,” Tyler murmurs, then stops. “Wait . . . we can't.”

“Why?”

“No condoms.”

I chuckle and push him back. “Good. I don't want one tonight. Regardless of the consequences… nothing’s going to stop me.”

Tyler looks me in the eyes and nods, coming to his own decision.

We kiss again, and Tyler trails his lips down my throat, nibbling on my neck as his hands find my breasts again, his fingers working their magic as I pull him on top of me. I can feel him swelling inside his jeans through the shorts I'm wearing, and as he pins me to the bed, still so careful with his weight, I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling on him more. “My man…”

Tyler pauses his kisses on my throat and hums. “I like that, your man.”

“You are my man.”

Tyler pulls his knees up and sits back, looking down on me with my legs still wrapped around his waist. He slides his hands under my t-shirt, pulling it out of the waistband of my shorts, his fingers leaving electric trails on my skin as we stare into each other's eyes. This is a first for me, and I wonder if it is for him as well. He said so . . . but then again, there's the lawsuit.

Fuck the lawsuit. To me, to Tyler, this is our first time unprotected, taking the thrills and risks that have added true flavor to making love since the beginning of time. His fingers find the front clasp of my bra and unhook it, leaving my breasts naked to his touch, exploring and tweaking my nipples until I am lost in a haze of moans and whimpers, it feels so good. My legs unwrap themselves, and my eyes close as Tyler pushes my shirt up and lowers his lips to my breasts, sucking and licking hot sparks of arousal that shoot through my entire body. I'm nearly incoherent when Tyler lifts his head up and pushes my leg over, turning me over onto my stomach. I know exactly what he wants, and I want it too, getting onto my knees and reaching down, unsnapping my shorts and shoving the zipper down.

Tyler's behind me, his hands finding the waistband of my shorts and pulling them down, my * steaming hot and wet from his attention to my breasts. Still, he's careful, helping me off with my shorts before lowering his mouth. I can feel his breath on my *, and his tongue snakes out to lick teasingly, lightning shooting from the tip of his tongue directly to my brain, explosions of pleasure going off with every sweep of his tongue. “Tyler . . .”

“Yes, my love?”

“Fuck me. No gentleness tonight. Fuck me.”

I'm not normally a curser, but it's the only thing I can think of as Tyler eases me back to the edge of the bed, until my toes hang off the edge, and he’s standing behind me. I look back over my shoulder and see him pull off his shirt, his muscles swollen and gleaming in the hotel lights, and push down his jeans, his cock springing out to bounce before he grabs the shaft and steadies himself. “One last chance… are you sure?”

“As sure as I've been about anything in my life,” I reply, smiling. “Make me, truly and forever, your woman.”

I look down between my legs, seeing my breasts dangle down onto the sheet, giving me an upside down view as Tyler steadies himself and the thick, blunt head of his cock starts to spread me open. It's different than ever before, this feeling of his heat, his skin, and I force my eyes to stay open as he slowly pushes in, each perfect inch opening me up like never before.

Tyler pauses, halfway in, and pulls back, my body trembling and almost coming just from the feeling of his pure, naked cock halfway thrusting in once. Tyler puts his hands on my waist and pauses before driving himself, all at once, spearing me open and sending me into paradise. I've never felt it this way before, so warm, so connected, so… perfect.

Even Tyler pauses once he's inside of me, and I raise my head to look back over my shoulder again to see him staring at the heavens, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open in awe as our bodies connect in a way that we've never done before. He stays that way for nearly a minute, just absorbing the moment, and when his eyes clear and he blinks, looking into mine, the grin that spreads on his face sends delicious chills down my spine.

Tyler pulls back and thrusts again, his cock lighting up my body, and we are soon going at each other full speed, his hips driving hard and fast while I push back into him, adding my own force and strength to every bit of his, our hips coming together in thunderous slaps that sting my ass and I love it. I love every inch of his cock filling me, I love the feel of his balls slapping me in the clit every time, but most of all, I love the feel of Tyler, my man, joining with me.

We're going so fast, racing toward the climax we both need, but it holds off, keeping me grabbing and tearing at the sheets underneath me, my nipples dragging on the bed, Tyler groaning in want and need for release. We're both caught, unable to come, but there on the edge.

“Tyler . . . I love you!” I scream, motivated by something deep in my heart, and with his next thrust, I feel it, the cracks in the wall spreading, and with one final thrust, I'm driven through into the biggest orgasm of my life. Tyler cries out as well, and I feel him swell and explode within me, and I collapse into the bed, fully content.

Afterward, Tyler curls me up in his arms, our naked bodies still pressed together. I smile as he kisses my neck. “Even you can't recover that fast, not after coming like that.”