Page 36 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

Tyler slid one thick finger inside me then another. “God, you are so fucking wet and tight.”

I pressed my thighs together, trapping his fingers inside me. I started riding his hand. While his fingers stroked inside me, he thumbed my clit.

“Please don’t stop,” I begged. I could feel my orgasm building. The thought that Tyler was getting me off was making me dizzy with need. “I can’t hold on much longer.”

“Come for me, you dirty little virgin.”

“I’m close.” I murmured.

Tyler increased his stroking speed, his thumb rubbed my clit harder.

Mother of God that felt so fucking good.

“Tyler,” I gasped. “Please, please, don’t stop.”

His dark chuckle reverberated in his chest. “Come for me, baby girl. I want to feel your cum all over my hand.”

Of fuck. That was all I needed. I tipped over the edge, my body splintering apart in a million pieces. I bucked and cried out, not caring about anything other than the way Tyler made my body feel.

As I quieted down, I could still feel his erection pressing against my ass. The back of my panties was wet from his precum leaking.

He started to lay me down on the bed, his hand sliding out of me. I cried out at the loss of contact between us though my body felt boneless in the best possible way.

But I knew that this opportunity was too good to waste. Odds were Tyler would be back to his usual aloof self the next day.

“Don’t leave.” I reached out to him.

“I’m not made of stone. Let me go jack off to the smell of you. Go back to sleep.”

“No, I want to help.”

“Piper, I’m a grown man, I’ll be fine.”

While he was standing next to the bed, I reached down under his pajama pants. His shaft was thick and pulsed in my hand. His balls were smooth and full of hot cum.

Tyler shuddered with pleasure at my touch.

“We can do better than fine. Show me what you want.” Now the head of his cock jutted out of his pajama bottoms. I’d never seen a real live cock before. I licked my lips. I wanted to taste Tyler more than anything in my life.

Glancing up at him, he was watching me with hooded eyes.

His cock was thick, veined, and the tip had a fat drop of cum ready to be picked off.

“This is what you do to me. Ever since I saw you at the airport, I’ve been dying to bury myself inside you,” he growled.

I had longed to hear those words, and yet he seemed so angry at me last night and this morning. It wasn’t anger. But desire.

“Fuck me. You know I want it.” I didn’t want to waste a minute of what had brought us to this place.

“Piper, it’s not that simple, and you know it.”

“No one will know.”

“I’ll know.”

He hissed when I ran my hand up and down his length, pumping more precum to spill over my fingers.

“I’ve been saving myself for you, Tyler.” I can't believe I've actually shared my darkest secret, but now that I have a huge weight has been lifted.

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