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“I’m going to kiss you now.”
ChapterTwo
Olivia
Age 19
I’m paralyzed where I sit. This is Tyler Astor, my childhood love, touching me. And I’m incapable of pulling away from him. Our lips meet and I’m lost. This is my fantasy come true. No other male has ever stacked up to Tyler. But even Tyler hasn’t stacked up to my fantasy of him. He’d gone from being my best friend, my lifeline when my father left, to nothing more than another guy who left, just like my father.
Now he’s back. And he’s kissing me. This is dang bad. It sure as hell — and hell might be the operative word — feels good, though. His tongue traces my lips, and I sigh against his mouth. And then he burns me up. I’ve been kissed before, but never like this. My body’s on fire.
“You’re so responsive, babe,” he groans as he pulls me onto his lap, my legs straddling him. Heat pools inside me as he begins undoing my coat. I should stop this from happening. But as my coat parts and he pushes it off my shoulders, I can’t seem to say anything. No sound comes from my lips except inarticulate cries of pleasure.
Tyler pushes up against the silk of my panties, and his hardness both frightens and excites me. Maybe he knows who I am; maybe he remembers. Maybe he... I can’t think anymore. His lips trail down my neck and then his fingers are on the front buttons of my uniform, parting it slowly as his lips follow.
“Why are you hiding these, darling?” he says in appreciation as his tongue grazes across the top of my chest.
With way too much familiarity, he unclasps the front of my bra and fills his hands with my aching breasts. His lips follow as he cups them and sucks first one hard nipple and then the other into his warm mouth.
I push against him. I’ve never wanted a man so much. I’ve actually never wanted any other man. Yet I know this is wrong, and I need to stop it. But I can’t. His mouth skims back up my neck and he’s kissing me again while reaching in and sliding his fingers inside my panties.
“You’re so wet, baby. Do you want me?” he growls against my lips.
I don’t know how to respond. It’s more than obvious that I do. Still, I have to stop this insanity. I have to tell him I’m a virgin. Doesn’t it hurt the first time a woman has sex?
Before I can speak, Tyler answers his own question. “Yes, you do. It’s okay to be a little shy. I’ll take care of you. I’ll take care of everything.”
And then I’m moving. He lifts me from his lap and spreads me out along the seat. He lies on top of me and pulls up my leg so he’s inside the cradle of my thighs. He pushes against me while his lips devour mine and his hands move up and down my body. With a hard yank, he rips my panties off, and presses forward again.
My wet heat is brushing against the denim of his jeans and the friction’s making me crazy. He kisses down my neck again and feasts on my breasts, making me wriggle beneath him as my body grows tense.
“Mmm, let’s see how you taste.”
Before I can stop him, he scoots down, lifts my skirt, and caresses my womanhood with his mouth. No man has ever done this, and I’m wondering why not. Tyler runs his tongue along my folds and sucks on my clit. He inserts two fingers and pumps. Something inside me shatters as pleasure beyond anything imaginable rushes through me.
“Tyler,” I cry out. He continues licking in slow, steady strokes, and I float back to reality. He moves back up my body. I can only see the outline of his face in the dim lights of the limo, but I don’t care. This is the most miraculous moment of my life. My night has gone from horrible to exceptional in a matter of minutes.
“I want you so much,” he groans. He lifts up and tugs down his pants, and I hear the rip of foil before he settles between my thighs.
“Yes,” I sigh as I feel his tip push inside me. Sensations are already building back up as he leans down and kisses me on the lips again, his mouth hungry and tasting like sex.
Then he surges forward, sinking fully inside me with a hard thrust. I tense as sharp pain erupts inside me. I’ve been warned about this. I hadn’t realized it would hurt so much.
“Are you okay?” Tyler pants as he moves back and then sinks inside me again. He doesn’t wait for a response as he keeps moving in and out, and the pain is overrun by a feeling of building pleasure.
“Yes,” I sigh.Everythingis okay now.
Tyler leans down, his hand gripping my breast, his mouth worshipping my neck and his arousal plunging in and out of me. He speeds up and unbelievable sensations build within me.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant, throwing my head back as he squeezes my nipples with ardent fingers.
“That’s right, baby, feel it,” he cries as he pumps even harder.
And then I explode. The first orgasm had been nearly mind-numbing. This time I see stars behind my eyes as my entire body surges with feeling. My core pulses around his thick manhood, then he groans as his body stiffens against me and I feel him pumping his release.
I run my fingers inside his shirt and stroke his hard, heated skin, feeling utter contentment as he sags against me. I never thought I’d get my best friend back. Until now. This night is magical.
When Tyler pulls away from me, I whimper, suddenly feeling cold. He sits up and straightens his clothes. That’s when I realize he hasn’t taken a single thing off. He simply shifted his clothes around and got down and dirty.
