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Tyler wipes his hands on a towel and swipes his brow, leaving behind a little streak of dirt or grease.
“I can feel you staring,” he says, glancing up at me, the left side of his mouth turned up in a half smile.
“I’m just watching you.”
“Same thing.”
“Nope. This is strictly educational. In case this happens again, I want to know how to do it myself.”
“Why? You don’t want me to come back?”
“I just like learning new things,” I tell him.
“That sounded like an invitation, sugar,” he says, his voice smooth as honey.
Tilting my head slightly, I lick my bottom lip. “Maybe it was.”
His aqua eyes turn to blue flames and he tosses his work rag on the counter, stalking towards me in a few long strides.
He grips the back of my neck and slams his mouth down on mine, searing my lips with his heat.
Tyler lifts me up onto the work table, and it’s like the visions I had earlier this afternoon are manifesting into the real thing.
“Tyler,” I pant, pulling back a fraction as he kisses his way across my jaw and over to my ear. “The cookies.” I swallow. “They’re on a timer.” I swallow again, trying to focus on my words and not his teeth on my ear lobe. “I don’t want them to burn.”
“I guess I’ll have to be quick, then. Ten cookies says I can get you off twice before the timer goes off in”–he grabs the timer off the counter next to me–“five minutes. Plenty of time, sugar,” he murmurs, tossing it aside and raking his teeth down my neck.
Wasting no time, Tyler unties my apron from around my waist and I lift it over my head. Kicking my sneakers off, he tears my leggings down and off of me.
The cold metal beneath me sends a chill up my spine, but it quickly dissipates with his touch on my bare thighs. He spreads my legs and I bloom with heat, already ready for him.
My body wants him to beat the clock. I need him to take me fast and hard, not wasting any time.
Pulling my light blue lace thong to the side, he slides his thick middle finger through my folds and presses down on my clit.
Moaning, he nips my neck, and inserts two fingers inside of me. My hips buck forward and I grip his shoulders hard, trying to keep from falling backwards, my fingers no doubt leaving an imprint.
“I knew you’d be ready for me, sugar,” he growls in my ear. “All this honey dripping just for me.”
An unintelligible string of words flows from my lips in a single breath as he swirls and curls his fingers inside of me.
“Tyler,” I sigh, burying my head in his neck, breathing in his musky, manly scent that drives me higher and higher.
Without warning, I press my lips to his neck and let go, my inner muscles clenching around him.
Riding out my orgasm, he continues to lightly pump his fingers inside of me, and I manage to whisper in his ear, “You only have a couple minutes to do that again.”
Taunting him is too fun to pass up, and he playfully nips at my ear. “Plenty of time.”
Tearing at his pants, he shoves them just past his hips and pulls a condom from his wallet, sheathing himself in record time. He moves my thong to the side again and thrusts into me to the hilt. I groan out, my body quickly adjusting to his massive intrusion.
Tyler grips my hips to hold me in place at the edge of the table, but it’s still not enough leverage for him. Growling, he picks me up in a rush and slams me against the nearest wall, making me scream out at the new angle.
Tyler silences me with a hard kiss.
Each thrust lifts me higher up on the wall before I fall down on him full-force, screaming every time.
It’s everything I needed.
