This morning I wake up next to Tyler again, it almost feels like everything is back to normal, but I want to know why. Why did he change his mind so suddenly? He is lying next to me on his side, resting on his elbow, playing with my nipple. The longer and harder he circles, the more I get soaked in my own juices. I have missed his touch; I want to take him over and over again. I want to stay in this moment forever. His touch burns into my skin, his fingers melting into the tip of my nipples.
Fuck I love him; I do not want to be anywhere else but in his arms, “You don’t even have a few minutes to spare?”
“I have to go to work. Come past my office before you pick Jessica up.”
“Have you found a new fetish?”
“What can I say? I love the thrill of being caught.”
“This time, we should not lock the door the door then.”
With that, he jumps out of bed and head for the shower
“You know you have the sexiest ass I have ever seen.”
“You still not getting any now.”
“Tyler, please.”
I stay in his bed long after he leaves, smelling his cologne that surrounds his pillow. I pull it closer and nuzzle my face into it; something has changed, something big has changed, I can feel it deep in my heart and soul. I need to ask him one question, then I will know
Half an hour later, I am walking into the station; the smile on his face says it all as he takes me into his office, not locking the door
“I missed you after you left.”
“I wish I did not have to leave.”
He pulls me closer and let our lips meet; I stay in his embrace, looking long and deep into his brown eyes
“I want to ask you something; you don’t have to answer now.”
“Am I going to like this?”
“It depends.”
“Depends on what?”
“How you want to answer this question. Can you also feel it?”
“Yes, my hand around your waist and your nipples piercing into my skin.”
“Tyler focus. “When you left this morning, I felt it; something has changed.”
“The bed was empty after I left?”
“Tyler, stop being an ass. Do you feel it?”
“A different feeling in your heart?
Yes.”
“I did, and it scares me.”
“Why does it scare you?”
“Cause I love you more than what I think is possible.”
“Did you just say what I think you did?”
“Yes, I love you.”
“Can I ask you another question then?”
“Am I going to like this one?”
“Yes, you are.”
I reach out for my bag and pull the tiny box he gave me that day we had that huge fallout. There is a smile that is forming at the sides of his lips, and I swear if he did not have ears will be right around his face
“What are you doing?”
“I want to know what you wanted to do with this?”
“You know.”
“No, I don’t.”
“I am not going to spell it out for you.”
“Yes, you are.”
“No, I won’t.”
“Just tell me.”
“I am not repeating myself.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Fuck Tyler.”
“Do you want me to wear this.”
“What do you think?”
“This is by far the weirdest proposal I have ever seen.”
“Fuck Jenna, you are seriously going to make me do this.”
“Yes, you must go on your knees.”
“I am not doing that.”
“Then you have to wine and dine me.”
“I am definitely not doing that.”
“Then what are you willing to do?”
“Just put it on your finger; you already had the surprise of the boxes.
“You suck at the romantic stuff.”
“I know.”
“Come on, just something slightly romantic.”
“Can I fuck you? That counts as romantic.”
“You are terrible.”
“And you are impossible.”
“Does this ring mean that you want to marry me, or is it just a ring?”
“Why would I just give you a ring? Just because I feel like it?”
“Just say it already.”
“For fuck sakes. I love you, Jenna. Will you please put that ring on your finger already.”
“Why?”
“You are going to drive me fucking insane.”
“Why?”
“Cause one day, I want you to wear that awful wedding dress and become my wife.”
With a mischievous smile, he looks me into my eyes. Just like that, his control snaps like a cord. His brain stops working, his lungs stop breathing, his vision blurs, and nothing but lust is written all over his face. He spins me around, pushing the front of my chest against the wall, his hand wrapped around my neck, pinning me tight. He moves in behind me and grinds his aching groin over my ass.
He scrunches up my dress and shoves it all the way up to my waist. When he gets a glimpse of my bare ass, a soft groan escapes his lips.
The second he rubs the head of his cock along the crease of my cheeks, I gasp in pleasure. He curses and wraps his arm around my waist and draws me back closer.
Holding my neck in place with one hand, my chest pinned to the wall, he grips my hip with the other and drives into me from behind.
My inner muscles clamp around him like a hot glove. The burning in my body is stronger than any burst of desire I have ever felt before. He is slamming into me, desperately holding onto my hips, trying to hold on to his self-control. But there is nothing controlled about the way he is thrusting into me. He rests his chin on my shoulder as his hips crash hard into me, his cock furiously thrusting into my tight wet pussy over and over again.
And then, as we anticipated would happen, someone barges into Tyler’s office.
We stand there, with his legs parting mine, his c*ck thrust deep inside me, my chest pinned into the wall, his hand around my neck.
“For fuck sakes, can’t you knock.”
But he says that with a smirk on his face, he wanted that to happen.
“Do you mind waiting for the fuck outside?”
The tempo went from fast to frantic as he relinquished all common sense and gave in to raw, primal need. His balls are slapping against my ass; with each demanding stroke, I am getting close. The hot waves of pleasure start building deep up inside me, turning my limbs to jelly and my mind to mush. I throw my head back and finally tremble and get lost in my own orgasm
It feels like his heart stops, and his body is on fire. I can hear a throaty moan as his body surrenders. He erupts; his body becomes one with mine. His release drips down his still-hard cock sucked inside my pussy
He pulls up his pants, trying to compose himself again while he whispers in my ear
“Fuck, that was hot. You coming with me?”
“Yes.”
As he steps out of the office, Dylan shyly looks at him and over to me, “Sorry about that.”
“What is so urgent that you had to barge into my office?” Tyler asks with that damn wicked smile on his face.
“Just wanted to show you Jenna’s column for today.”
“Are you drooling over my fiancé?”
“Shit, no!”
“I will break your fingers; you will never turn a page again.”
“Wait, did you say fiancé?”
“Yes, fiancé, Dylan.”
“When?”
“Today.”
“Oh, that was why you two were fucking in the office.”
“Watch yourself, Dylan; I will break your jaw.”
“Give me that magazine.”
Oh, fuck, I did not know he still reads my articles; I am going to have to admit the thing with Jessica. This is going to be the shortest engagement ever. I can kill Dylan right now. When we get to the tavern, Tyler finds a quiet table in the corner while Dylan brings us some drinks, “I must say, Jenna, you have almost every man in this town worked up and ready to go.”
“Dylan, I am not warning you again.”
“Fuck man, read the article, and you will see why all these men are so excited. You can’t break everyone’s jaw.”
“Do you mind if I read it?”
My words slightly tremble as I mumble to him, “By all means, do, I don’t know what they all so worked up about.”
Tyler begins to read the article out loud.
“She grinds her pelvis hard into my waist. I take her nipple in my mouth”
I can see Tyler start going a bit red in his face.
“I trail further until my fingers slip through her smooth lips. “She takes me in her palm and rub my entire pussy”
I can see Tyler start swallowing really hard like he has a lump in his throat
“Fucking me with her hand. Her body throbs against my hand, and she rides her thigh between my legs.”
It sounds like he is breathing a bit harder now, and I can swear that he is a throbbing erection in his pants
“For fuck sakes, Jenna.”
“How am I supposed to control all these men now? Every single one wants to jump you.”
“Where did this come from?”
“Don’t you like it?”
“I could easily bend you over this table and fuck you.”
“I have never read anything so erotic in my life before.”
“I was not sure if they were going to publish it.”
“You did not answer my question; where did this come from?”
I just look at him, trying to figure out how to layout the truth to him without him exploding
“Jenna, is there something you are not telling me?”
“This article is not made belief, is it?”
“Yes.”
“So you telling me you fucked a woman?”
“Yes.”
“In this town?”
“Yes.”
“For fuck sakes, Jenna.”
“I am sorry.”
“Don’t be; I think it is fucking hot. Who is she?”
“Jessica”
“Shit, that explains the visits now.”
“How many times?”
“Just once.”
“I am so fucking horny now; I don’t want to know what these guys are thinking about. So are you going to keep doing this with her?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“This ring on my finger.”
It’s the second time today that I see that smile.
“I want to introduce her to Luke; she deserves better than this asshole Dylan.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Dylan fucked Clara.”
“What is wrong with that woman? She stirs shit as far as she goes.”
“So, were you going to fuck Jessica today?”
“Why are you asking?”
“I thought I could watch.”
“Tyler!”
“Hey, can’t a guy have his fantasies?”
With that, Jessica comes over to the table, clearly flushed and nervous herself
“You have the entire town in a stir.”
“No, we have the entire town in a stir.”
“Did you tell the smiling ass over here?”
“Yes, now he says he wants to watch.”
“Fuck, our sheriff here clearly has an insatiable sex drive.”
Tyler looks at both me and Jessica, “So what do you say?”
“Say about what?” Jessica asks.
“Me watching you fuck my fiancé.”
“Your fiancé?”
“Yes,” I show my ring to Jessica, “It happened this morning.”
“Fuck, we have to celebrate. I will grab my stuff; then we can go.”
“And me?” Tyler asks
“Yes, perv, you are coming with.”
“Are you going to write about this?”
“Yes”
“All the assholes are going to know it is us; we all left together.”
Much later that evening, when all the craziness has died, Tyler and I sit outside on the deck, just staring at the night sky.
“Why do you want me to wear this old wedding dress of mine?”
“Cause it is the dress that I met you in, if it were not for you and that dress, we would not have met each other.”
“Aren’t you scared to get married to me?”
“Why should I be?”
“The way my last wedding ended.”
“I know you won’t do that to me.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“I just know.”
“So you reckon you ready for this undying declaration of love thing.”
“I have never been more sure about anything in my life.”
“So, have you given thought to a date?”
“Exactly a year from the first day I set eyes on you.”
“Tyler, that is in less than six months!”