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"Ty, please," I murmur. I want to say,Please let me come, but it seems like I'm not able to pronounce even a word.
"Answer me," he commands, his voice rough and demanding, and it turns me on even more.
"Yes!" I cry out, trying to tilt my head back to hide my face, feeling how my cheeks are starting to burn.
He makes a figure eight with his tongue around my clit, massaging my ass with his palms.
"Were you imagining me in those fantasies?" He continues his torture, making figure eights around my clit and then pulling away again to ask another question.
"Yes," I whisper quietly, hoping he didn't hear it.
I imagined himeach timeI touched myself.
"Good." He sucks me in again, moving his thumb up to my hole and entering it gently, at the same time making more eights with his tongue. "Because I imagined you thousands of times, but it wasn't even close to what I feel now."
Those words are all it takes for me to stop fighting this pleasure, mixed with shyness and need. I start moving my hips up and down his face, trying to take as much as I can.
When I start moving, Tyler pushes his thumb deeper inside my pussy, sucking my clit as roughly as he can and squeezing my ass in his palm.
It doesn't take me long to start convulsing. I see the stars, so bright and beautiful, like I have never seen them before. A wave of incredible pleasure covers my whole body as I come, and I shake vigorously, coming all over Ty's face.
I moan and moan, brushing my fingers through his hair, slowing down my hips' movements as my legs relax.
Tyler doesn't let me go; he continues kissing me until the very last drop of my orgasm is pulsing inside of me.
Wow. That was...
Unbelievable.
I knew that Tyler was a womanizer, but I couldn't even imagine how he knows to move his tongue so...professionally.
A wave of bitterness runs through my body from a thought about how many times he’s kissed someone else's cunt right before coming back to me and sleeping in my bed, talking continuously until sunrise.
I promised myself not to think about it because it doesn't matter what has happened in the past; the only thing that matters is now.
But it seems that I'm not able to do that.
"I'm so hard, I thought I was gonna come right in my pants while I was kissing you," he says, pulling away and reaching to the back pocket of his jeans, searching for a condom.
Is this going to be my first time? Right here, right now, with a guy who I adore, but who isn't in love with me?
I know I love him, but it's not enough for me to only have sex with him. I want more. I wantall of him.
But I'm still not sure how he feels about me.
If Tyler wants to use a condom, he’s probably had so many women that he’s used to using protection.
That means he doesn't think I'm different than any of them.
Or does he think that he needs protection from me?
I lied to him that I have a boyfriend in Africa. Does he think that I slept with him?
Tyler smiles at me and starts unbuckling his pants.
"Ty, wait, I need to tell you something," I say rapidly, rising up and covering my breasts with my arm, looking around, searching for my bra. "I can't do this."
The way his face changes in a second is something I've never seen before. He was happy, for real, shining with glory, and now he’s become darker than a cloud.
