Page 28 of A Constant Reminder

Chapter 17 – Tyler

My mom was seriously pushing my limits. With the shit she pulled the night before, I was tempted to never speak to her again.

I was trying to follow Sam’s example though and take the high road. The way she handled the situation was the definition of class. With Sam, it could go one of two ways…she either set the standard for restraint and grace, or she could flip the fuck out giving someone a piece of her mind.

Part of me secretly wanted to see her verbally rip my mother apart. Maybe it would put my mom in her place once and for all. Maybe it’d make things worse. Either way, it’d be fun to watch.

The next day, Sam spent all her time playing with the puppy. He still had no name though. Every time I threw out a name, she shot it down because it just wasn’t good enough.

All day, they’d play and play until they wore the other one out and then fall asleep snuggled up on the couch.

That evening, we were watching a movie while Sam cradled the sleeping puppy in her lap, using her good arm to pet him while he laid his head on top of her cast. Her eyes were glued to him like she was watching a sleeping baby.

“Hey, Ty?”

“Yeah, Kansas?”

“What’s your middle name?”

“Mason. Why?”

She smiled. “I think Mason is a perfect name for our puppy.”

To say my smile was huge was an understatement. The joy this woman brought into my life was indescribable. I’d never had someone go out of their way to make sure I was happy too (aside from in the bedroom), but Sam seemed to do it without even thinking about it.

Her compassion was unmatched, and although her exterior portrayed her as being hard as stone, on the inside, she had the sweetest soul.

“You’re pretty amazing,” I kissed her.

“Yeah, well don’t tell anyone, okay? I’d like to keep my awkward and weird persona firmly intact,” she said while shooting me a wink.

“It’ll be our little secret,” I whispered in her ear.

The gesture sent shivers down her spine. I pulled a loose strand of hair from her neck and began gently nipping at the sensitive flesh while trailing kisses down her collarbone. I’d never get enough of tasting her. That perfect skin of hers was sweet like honey.

“Mmm…yes,” she moaned.

Before I could go any further, she set the still-sleeping Mason down on the floor and slipped out of her shorts.

Damn.

I would never get tired of looking at my beautiful woman. She was perfect and being around her basically had me in a constant state of arousal.

“Take your pants off, Trust Fund.” Even her silly nick name for me had my dick standing straight up.

Before kicking off my jeans, I grabbed the condom from my wallet. I always kept one stashed there since Sam and I couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

I went to roll it on, but she took it out of my hand. “Let me.”

She took my veiny cock in one hand and stroked me up and down. Seeing the tiny drop of liquid leaking out of the head, she used to finger to gently spread it around.

“Good God, Sam,” I said through gritted teeth.

She teased me for another moment before rolling the condom on and slowly easing herself on top of me.

Every time I slid into her wet channel, it was euphoric. She was so tight she clenched my dick like a fist, her slick walls pulling me in further. And despite how little she was, she took all of me.

Every. Fucking. Time.

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