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He continues to hold me down with his one hand, and with the other, he runs it up my inner thigh, rimming my entrance – teasing me until finally giving me what I want.
Tyler shoves two fingers inside of me, and curls them towards him as he sucks as hard as he can on my clit.
My inner walls clench around him, and my screams get carried away in the wind.
He knows exactly how to drive me to the edge in a matter of seconds before pushing me off into a free fall of bliss that rivals none.
As I float back down to earth, my eyes flutter open to see the candy colored clouds above matching the bursts I saw behind my lids.
I always see colors when I’m with him. Bright, beautiful colors that light up my vision like I’ve never seen before.
“Now that I’ve had my appetizer, I can enjoy my dinner,” he murmurs, nipping my inner thigh. Going back to sitting where he was before, I just lay here, my body and brain not in sync yet.
Tyler softly runs his fingers up and down my shin, staying connected to me as he pops a grape into his mouth as if he didn’t just do what he did to me.
Oh, he meant actual dinner…I thought…never mind.
The shattered pieces of my mind slowly join together again, and I use all my strength to raise myself into a sitting position.
Reaching for my panties, I slip them back on, not bothering with my jeans, already knowing they’ll just come off in a little while again anyway.
I’m giving myself this night with him.
I’ll let myself believe this is all real before I have to give it up. Givehimup.
Tyler Taylor isn’t mine to keep.
But tonight, I’m going to pretend he is mine to keep.
I’m going to pretend this is more than friendship, and that he cares for me as more than a friend, as more than just sex.
It hits me like a wave, pummeling me under a strong current and dragging me along for the ride without my control.
I want this to be real.
I want Tyler as mine.
I wantthis. Him and me. As a couple.
But that means he would have the ability to hurt me. He would be able to break me. He would be able to take what he’s built me up to be since coming here, and tear it down to nothing.
Tyler refills our wine cups, and we sit and eat sandwiches and cheese while the sky darkens and the moon brightens.
“Want to go in?” he asks, rubbing my cold thigh with his warm palm.
“Not yet. Do you have another blanket, though? My legs are cold, but I want to stay out here a while longer with you.”
Smiling, he kisses my cheek. “Be right back.”
Tyler runs inside and comes back with another plaid flannel blanket, draping it over my lap. “Thanks.”
“I hate to cover you up, sugar, but I don’t want you cold.”
“You could warm me up,” I say, giving him a sly smile.
“You know I can.” He winks.
Removing his clothes in a flash, I only have a second to admire his strong frame before he’s covering me with his body and kissing me like the air from my lungs is his next breath.
