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It’s him. Real and tangible, leaning over me, his hand still working his cock. His mouth covers mine, hot and desperate and demanding. His tongue sweeps my mouth without him pausing, and it takes him seconds to pull the vibrator from my hand.
He enters me, hard and hot. He fills me in the way I dreamed of only minutes ago. His hands grasp my wrists and pin them above my head on the pillow. My nails dig into his hands. I want to hold him. Feel him.
Two hands switches to one, and only one of his hands is holding me. His hand ghosts down my body to my clit, his breath across my ear.
“Did you miss me? Did you need me like I knew you would?”
I dig my nails farther into him.
“You have no idea how fucking sexy you looked fucking your vibrator. I wanted in you the second I saw it.” He pushes inside me. “Now, though? Now I’m inside you. Do you feel the difference? Of me and that vibrator?”
I moan a yes, tilting my hips into him. He drives deeper into me, this feeling so real. His thumb circles my clit, and ripples of pleasure take over my body. They consume me, one by one, until I come. I bite down onto Tyler’s shoulder, squeezing his cock inside me. My name is a growl as he finds his own release and spills inside me.
He releases my hands and I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him to me.
“What are you doing here?” I whisper.
“I came to surprise you.”
“Well, you did that, all right.”
He laughs and pushes himself up on his elbows. He looks at me with tired yet happy eyes. “It’s mutual, babe. I can’t say I was actually expecting you to use your vibrator.”
My lips tug into a small smile. “You should know by now that I’m good at following orders.”
“If I didn’t before, I do now.” He drops a soft kiss to my lips and pulls out of me before walking in the direction of the bathroom.
“How did you know where I’m staying?” I call after him.
He grins, coming out of the bathroom. “When your cousin is the boss of the company your…girlfriend who isn’t really a girlfriend…works with, you can find out anything.” He winks.
My smile grows at his use of “girlfriend who isn’t really a girlfriend.” That’s a pretty good definition of our relationship that isn’t really a relationship—one that’s a comfortable middle ground for us both.
“That figures.” I fake a sigh and stand up. My legs shake, causing my knees to almost give way. I sit back down and grab the cloth from Tyler.
I roll across the bed and lean over to reach my suitcase. After tugging out some underwear, I put it on lying down, all the while with Tyler’s eyes focused on me. I grab a dress and pull it over my head before trying to stand up again.
Thankfully, my legs have returned to their normal state.
“Why are you looking at me?”
Tyler’s lips curve. “Because I can.”
I roll my eyes. “Informative.”
He laughs and buttons his pants. He unzips a duffel bag he must have dropped before he let me know he was here and pulls out a plain, white button-down shirt. He shrugs it on, rolls his sleeves to just below his elbow, then holds out his hand.
“Come on,” he says.
“Come on what?”
“I want to take you somewhere.”
I raise an eyebrow. “How do you know about anything here?”
He steps forward and takes both my hands. “I’ve done a thousand shoots here or hereabout. I know the southern California coastline like I know my dick.”
“Extremely well then.” I bite back a laugh. “Okay then. Let me put some shoes on first.”
