Tyler's Undoing (Gloves Off #1)(40)

He took off his shoes and put his tennis shoes back on. “I think you already did about twenty times in the last three hours.” He flashed a smile.

“Yes, but it’s not enough,” I countered. “I need to repay you somehow.”

When we left to check in for our tee time I had no clue what we were going to do as far as golf clubs and shoes. I never brought them with me to Vegas because I didn’t think I’d have time to play. Anyway, there waiting for me with a giant ribbon around them, were a pair of brand new golf shoes and a golf bag full of clubs. They were mine. Tyler had bought them for me and they weren’t cheap either. They were top of the line. I couldn’t begin to imagine how much he spent on me.

“I’ll tell you what,” Tyler began, getting to his feet. Now that my shoes were off and tucked under my arm, I was waiting on him. He stalked closer, biting his lip. “Why don’t we go to the room and you can show me your appreciation in there. I think we both would enjoy that, don’t you think?”

Taking my hand, we started out of the club and straight to our room, his grasp assertive as he held onto me.

“It’s still not enough,” I pointed out. “There’s nothing I can give you that you don’t already have. I have nothing to offer in return.”

When we got to the room, he opened the door and pulled me in, capturing my face in his hands as soon as the door shut. He wasn’t smiling or his usual playful self. He was nothing but serious as he looked at me, the intensity taking my breath away.

“Kacey, if there’s one thing I don’t want to hear come out of your mouth, it’s what you just said. You give me more than I could ever want just by being with me, by being you.” He brushed his fingers over my cheek and down to my chest, where he placed his hand over my heart. Immediately, it beat harder and he smiled because he could feel it. That was when he took my hand and placed it over his heart. The second I touched him, I could feel his pulse thumping hard.

“This is what you do to me, Kacey. Every time I see you, every time you touch me, I feel like I’m going to go insane. I can never get enough of you. Even last night after you fell asleep, I wanted to wake you up and make love to you again. You’re constantly on my mind and when you’re not around, I fear something’s going to happen and I’ll never see you again; that you’ll get tired of my lifestyle. I have to make sure you stay with me. I . . .”

With my heart beating out of control, I licked my dry lips and felt a bead of sweat pour down the center of my back. “You what?” I asked, whispering the words.

Sighing, he leaned over to kiss my lips softly. There was nothing soft about the man before me, but deep down he had the biggest heart of anyone I knew. “I was going to say that I love you,” he murmured against my lips. “I am so f*cking in love with you.”

I slid my hands up his chest to hold his face, and smiled up at him. I had been in love before, or at least I thought I had, but nothing compared to the way I felt about Tyler. We had a forbidden love, but he didn’t know that. He didn’t know that what we had would have me disowned by the only family I had left. The truth was, I didn’t care. What Tyler and I had was strong, stronger than blood.

“I love you too,” I whispered.

“And that right there, is the one thing you’ve given me that no one else in this world can do. So you see . . . as long as you love me, there is always something you can offer me.”

Smiling, I bit my lip and let my hands trail to the top of his shorts, where I slipped my hand inside and gently grabbed his growing cock. It didn’t take him long to get rock hard once I started massaging him, leaving me hardly any room to move my hand.

“I think there’s more I can give you,” I tempted. Sliding my hand out of his shorts, I grasped the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head, letting it fall to the floor. Next, I unbuttoned his shorts and with a light push, they fell down his legs. Kicking them to the side, he stood in only his boxers and tennis shoes.

“On the couch,” I commanded. “I need to warm you up first before we get in the pool.”

Doing as I said, he situated himself on the brown leather couch while I got down on my knees and unlaced his shoes. He kept his gaze on me as I removed his socks and shoes, but when I spread his legs so I could move my body between his, his eyes got darker . . . almost possessive. I loved seeing that look in his eyes, like I was his and no one else’s. It was the way I felt about him.

Gripping the top of his boxers, I slowly lowered them down, but Tyler had to lift his butt so I could slide them down his legs. His cock laid thick and heavy on his stomach, making my insides ache to straddle his body and ride him hard. Not yet, Kacey.

Instead, I cupped his balls in my hand and massaged them, enjoying the groan that escaped his lips. When he closed his eyes and his head fell back on to the couch that was when I lowered my mouth to his dick, wrapping my lips tightly around the head. His body jerked and he groaned even louder as I sucked him off, taking him in as far as I could go.

“Kacey,” he growled. “Holy f*ck.”

Over and over, I licked and sucked the tip of him, tasting the saltiness of his body as I drove him toward the edge. His hips were rocking into my face and his abs were contracting. He was so close.

“Stop, beautiful. I want to be inside you when I come.”

I gave him one last swirl and suck, removing my lips with a popping noise. He lifted me onto his lap, where I straddled his waist. I took my dress up and over my head, exposing my strapless pink bra and thong. He pushed his cock against the aching spot between my legs and it was my turn to groan. All he had to do was move across my clit and I would explode right where I sat. I was more than ready to have him inside me. My drenched thong was proof enough.