… Tyler POV…
Jenna is tormenting my dreams. I cannot stop thinking about her, I know that I should be so mad at her but she still captivates me. The desire to have her in my arms and ease the pain away lays so deep within me.
So as with so of these endless nights now I fall asleep with tears drying out my now red eyes. As I close my eyes I see, her. I see her step through my bedroom door.
The moment she step through the bedroom door, it is as if passion and lust collide. Without any urging, she removes every part of cloth that is covering the parts of my body that she so desires. I make absolute haste in ripping her clothes off, which hinders me from what I am going to take.
I reach my hand to her chin and look into her eyes. Her tender blue eyes are like bottomless pools, pleading and hesitant. Her eyes telling me all I need to know, she wants me, and she will have me in any way that she can.
“I have missed you,” I softly whisper in her ear.
My lips collide with hers. I feel the heat of her body glow through them; they are hotter than the sun itself. As our lips part, my breathing becomes heavy. Her mouth opens to play with my lower lip. My hands land on her tiny waist, and I pull her tightly against me. I kiss her with so much power and passion, exploring her mouth carefully with my tongue.
My erection is wet and hard and throbbing, pressing in the inside of her thigh. All I need is to do is move an inch over, and she will be mine.
“God, Jenna, I want to fuck you so hard, but not until you beg for it.”
My hands slide up her waist to her breasts. She moans in my mouth as I squeeze them firmly. Her small nipples grow hard and erect as I pinch them between my thumb and my index finger. We fall down on the bed with her quivering body beneath me. I pulled her hair off her shoulder and kiss the length of her neck. I move down to her breasts, and I catch one of her nipples between my teeth and pull it gently.
“Tyler!”
I ignore her but softly kiss her succulent nipples instead. Her entire body quivers beneath me as my tongue teases her little brown pearls. Slowly I move down her stomach, gently kissing every inch of her glowing skin. As I approach her sweet softness, the muscles in her stomach tighten. She spreads her legs wider apart like she is inviting me in.
“Fuck Jenna, you taste better than any taste that has ever fallen upon my tongue; I just want to taste more and more of you.”
She slides her hands through my hair and knots her fingers in it; she slowly pulls me closer to her, so close that I can smell her. The sweetness of lily and a touch of powder fills every corner of my senses. She is a breath of fresh air on a bed of wet flowers that is burning hot in the sun. Just thinking of letting myself get lost in her sends a pure ache of craving to my very much throbbing erection.
I look up into the raging oceans that are her eyes to make sure that this is what she truly desires, for I know now more than ever that I do. Every time she thinks of my tongue, this shall be the place that she shall be reminded where it has been.
“Tyler.”
“Ssshhh, Jenna. Close your eyes and enjoy it.”
I gently part her legs even further; there is a slight tremble of anticipation in them. My fingers slide down the inside of her thighs, then I dig them into her ass and pull her even closer and closer by an inch. My hot breath sends shivers over her body, and I hear her softly whimpering my name. Give me just another half an hour; then she shall be screaming it over and over again.
I take but a moment to admire her. She has small and thin lips; she is compact and ever so tight. There is nothing but a tiny strip that leads you to her most desirable part. Her lips are a lovely rose pink, and god, how surprisingly wet she is. Her sweet softness and the deep intensity of her wetness sends an undeniable ache to my throbbing erection that is dripping on the inside of my thigh.
I trail my fingers down with my tips only grazing her clit; then I gently sink in between her lips. I circle them in slow motion through the wet path that leads me to her entrance. Without even hesitating, I push my finger through ever so deep into her. I wait for a second, then slip in another. She gasps as I knot them and start to pump in and out of her. The sounds of the thrusting in and out of her pussy are like music to my ears.
Unable to resist any longer, I press my lips against her. My tongue rolls out and slides through the soft wet valley up to her clit. As I press my tongue deep into the center, her body starts to quiver. I start to flick my tongue ever so skillfully against her hard pearl. I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her, matching my tongue to the same rhythm. She gasps at the ever-deepening probing of my tongue into her slippery softness.
With my hands firm on her thighs, I try to keep her hips from moving; her body is beyond her control. As I continue to play my tongue around her clit, my fingers only increase the speed that I am pumping into her. I can feel the heat starting to build up in her body, and I know she closes.
“Jenna, I am going to make you cum.”
She only nods, for she is unable to even form a single word. I smile at her with a near, satisfied grin. I got her close to shattering, now only one little push, and she falls over the edge.
I slip my fingers out and replace them with my tongue. I drive my thumb into the center of her soft spot and start circling her hard. My tongue drives deep in and out of her. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper, she is building up to a climax. The warmth in her body is near burning; her legs are shaking beyond a quiver.
“Let it go, Jenna.”
“Oh god, Tyler.”
I feel her clench tight, and her warmth erupts over my tongue. With one last lick, I move up her body and drop down next to her.
I wake up in a heavy panting bed, reaching next to me, only to be reminded that she is not there anymore.