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“You want excitement in your life, Olivia. It’s why we connected at the bar, and it’s why we’re together now. I want to give that to you.”
“I don’t need excitement. I’m perfectly content with my life the way it is,” I counter, though a voice inside me says otherwise. I was merely surviving before I met Tyler for the third time. Being with him, I’m truly living — even if this life is dangerous.
“Come here.” Tugging me into his arms, he connects our mouths with such possession that I think of nothing but responding in kind. He tilts my face up to him, grips my hip with his other hand, and draws me closer. Moaning in pleasure, I melt against him, enjoying the thrill of his hardness pressed against me. When he releases me, I nearly stumble.
“You did all of this for a booty call?” I ask with a chuckle.
“That’s dessert,” he replies with a laugh. He releases me only to take my hand and lead me to a lawn where a large blanket’s laid out with lanterns, wine, fruit, cheese, crackers, and what looks like some good chocolates.
“This is a lot of effort to get me into bed, Tyler.”
“I already have you in my bed, Olivia. This is happening because I realize I like romance again.” Holding my hand while I sit, he joins me and pours each of us a glass of wine. The burst of alcohol is exactly what I need to calm my fluttering nerves.
“Every time I think I have you figured out, you change the rules and do something like this,” I say.
“We never fully figure anyone out.”
I think about this for a moment. “What happens when I no longer intrigue you, Tyler?”
“I don’t see that happening anytime soon.”
He doesn’t say it willneverhappen. I didn’t miss that. But I don’t want to think about it right now. Looking at this man in the soft lighting, I decide I’ve wasted enough of my life being cautious. I initiate the kiss this time.
The stars shine above us, peeking through the overhanging trees. The evening air has a coolness in it, but with the heat the two of us generate, I hardly feel it. Tyler strokes my neck with work-roughened fingers before he begins unbuttoning my top, trailing his lips down the path he’s opening.
Every touch scorches me. Though the night air doesn’t have the slightest effect on me, his mouth certainly does. With a quick flick of his fingers he unclasps my bra and caresses my hardened peak with the warmth of his tongue. He groans around my nipple, the vibration adding to the sensations coursing through me.
“Tyler,” I sigh as I dig my fingers into his hair and pull him closer.
“The feel of you beneath my lips makes me lose control,” he says before moving to the other breast and giving it equal attention. “The taste of you, the smell of you, the softness. It’s all perfection.” He moves lower, his lips skimming along my stomach as his fingers unbutton my trousers. I lift my hips to make it easier for him to discard them and my lacy undies. Knowing we’re outside in a park only adds to my excitement. It’s decadent, and thrilling, and I want him even more than the first time we made love.
I grasp his hair. “Take me, Tyler. Take me right now.”
He fans his breath over my hot core. I love the feel of his tongue caressing my folds, but I want more than that right now. I want him sinking within me. Nothing else will do. Feeling my urgency, Tyler climbs up my body, quickly discards his clothes, and settles between my thighs.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he whispers before slowly sinking inside me.
“More, Tyler. I want more.” And I buck up against him, trying to urge him on. He smiles, his features barely visible as he pulls back then slowly sinks within me again.
I wiggle beneath him, pressure building ever higher as he refuses to quicken his movements, continuing to move slowly in and out of me as he caresses my face with gentle fingers.
“So beautiful,” he sighs. He leans forward and kisses me so tenderly it brings tears to my eyes. No. This is wrong. This is too intimate, too personal. This is so much more than sex — it’s making love, and it’s... perfect.
“Tyler, please,” I beg.
“Let go, Olivia,” he tells me. “Give me all of you.” He moves a little faster, still caressing my lips with his, then trails his mouth down the side of my neck. All the while his fingers run through my hair, along my jaw, and down my side. The pleasure growing within me is unlike anything I’ve felt before. It’s so intense, so strong. I feel him in every fiber of my being.
“Let go, Olivia,” he says again as he thrusts into me to the hilt, pressing his body all along mine, filling me completely.
And I do let go. I shatter, beyond anything I’ve felt before. Yes, there’s pleasure, more pleasure than I thought possible, but my heart bursts at the same time with love for this man — love so powerful I can’t fool myself any longer.
As he groans against my throat, finding his pleasure deep inside me, I wrap my arms around his back and cling tightly. I don’t want him to see my face, don’t want him to see what I’m feeling. When our breathing slows to something approaching normal, I try pulling myself together, but we’re still intimately connected.
“Ah, Olivia, that was exquisite,” he says.
“Yes, Tyler, it was,” I whisper.
He tries to raise himself up, but I hold on tightly. “Not yet. Tyler. Lie here for a moment longer.”
