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“How long was it after Tess broke the engagement that you hooked up with someone else?”
He thought for a minute before answering, “It was about two or three weeks. There were plenty of women in Cambridge, trust me.”
“Did you have a problem getting an erection with whoever that was?”
“Not a bit,” he said, smiling.
“Now,” he said, pulling his hand back, “are we going to eat this food that’s getting cold?”
“Let’s see if Carmelita could have someone box it up to go.”
“You’re not feeling well, Tylar?”
“No, I’m fine Trey. It’s just that I’d prefer to eat this in the privacy of your room, later. I need to fuck you, now."
He gave me a startled smile, signaling our waiter over. “Italian food is much better warmed up anyway,” he remarked, giving me a wink. “Your wish is my command, Tylar.”
His story about not getting hard for Charlotte had turned me on. I'd taken my stilettos off in the car, holding them in my hands. Rushing through the front door, we ran hand in hand up the steps to his suite. Trey pulled my dress over my head and I sat on the bed, rolling my lacey thigh-highs down my leg.
“Leave them on,” Trey instructed. I shrugged, rolling the stocking back up. I had black lacy panties on, and my new black push-up bra. Trey handed me my stilettos, “Put them on.”
I slipped them back on my feet, clasping the leather around the ankle. Trey led me over to his bed; he was completely naked, his member fully erect. He pulled me against him, his mouth finding mine in a hot, passionate kiss. His teeth lightly tugged at my lower lip. His mouth devoured mine, his tongue thrusting inside my mouth. His hands captured my breasts in a strong grip. He was rougher than usual, and I liked it.
He lifted me up, tossing me on my back in the center of the bed. Spreading my legs apart with his knees, he knelt over me. With his mouth, he freed my breast from the cup and hungrily licked the erect nipple, gently biting it bringing me to the fine line between pleasure and pain. Instantly I could feel my wetness.
His lips continued to move down my body, pleasuring me. He pulled the elastic band of my lace panties away from my left leg, exposing me to him. I was soaked for him and he fingered me roughly, but I loved it. He put his fingers up to my mouth.
“Lick,” he ordered. I obeyed. It was salty sweet. Not what I expected. His fingers went back down, kneading the area over my pubic bone, while his tongue pleasured my clitoris in a swift, circular motion. His mouth pressed around the hood of my clitoris, his teeth lightly nipping the area. It felt like electric shock waves zinged through my body. I moaned beneath his touch.
“What Tylar? Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me hard, Trey. I want you inside of me right now. I want you to make me come all over you,” I begged.
He let me keep my panties on, and pushed them to the side. Trey raised himself over me, and I watched as he held his cock, guiding it inside me. The elastic around the leg opening that was pulled aside rested against my clitoris. As Trey pulled in and out, the tension on the elastic flicked against my clit.
Oh my God!
“Put your legs up around my back,” he instructed. I obeyed; my ‘fuck me’ heels dug into his muscular back.
“That’s my girl,” he breathed huskily, plunging himself into me over and over again. His momentum increased, my hips rising to meet his every thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin was loud. He moaned then changed his tempo to slower, circular motions. I lowered my legs so that my heels now dug into his ass, kneading his gorgeous cheeks with the pointy steel toes as they circled over and over. I could feel the swell of my sweet spot. The head of his cock was tapping it now, spreading the warmth inside me with pleasure-filled spasms.
“Trey, you feel so good inside me,” I said hoarsely, pounding my pelvis against him, grinding my heels into him.
“Mmmm… Tylar it’s yours,” he said, “no one else’s, ever.”
I was ready and he knew it. His arms were beneath me, lifting my backside up slightly, tilting me so that he had full access to my sweet spot, the elastic on my panties continued straining across my clitoris. I was building toward dual climaxes.
“Oh God!” I screamed as both climaxes spiraled around me taking control of every nerve and muscle in my body. “Damn this feels so good, Trey,” I moaned, my mouth hot against his neck.
He was climaxing now around me. His thrusts pounded into me, forcing my orgasm to go on and on. I felt the gush of my ejaculation running down my thighs.
“That’s my baby,” he crooned to me, “that’s my girl. Keep it going, Tylar. That’s it.” He stiffened and shuddered; I felt his erection pulsate as the spasms of his climax emptied into me. Trey collapsed on my chest, spent. We lay there as our breathing slowly normalized.
“I love you so much, Tylar,” he said, softly.
“I love you more, Trey,” I said, lifting my mouth to his lips.
Overwhelmed with emotion, we drank in the closeness and intimacy we'd found. I didn’t want anything to break the spell and connection that we still had.
