Page 46 of A Constant Reminder

Chapter 30 – Tyler

Sam was hiding something. I could tell. As normal as she thought she was acting, it just further bolstered my theory that something was up.

My girl wasn’t an easy code to crack, but I’d learned enough to know when she had a secret. After months of her hiding things from me, I was about over it.

Determined to get some answers out of her, I decided to try to catch her off guard. So, when she got out of the shower, I was sitting on the bed, waiting.

“Hey,” she said with a slightly nervous grin as she exited the steam-filled bathroom.

Without any type of pleasantries, I said, “So, do you want to tell me what’s been eating at you the past few days?”

Instantly, her eyes avoided my stare as she crossed the room to the closet we now shared. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Bullshit. You’ve been acting weird for two days now.”

‘I’m fine.”

“Damnit, Sam, don’t patronize me! I know you, and I know when something is fucking wrong,” I stood up and took a couple of large steps to stand in front of her.

As unflinching as she could, she said, “Well, I’m fine, so maybe you don’t know me as well as you think.”

Anger boiled in my veins as I spun her around to look at me.

“Bull…fucking…shit.”

How dare she say I don’t know her. This woman entrusted me with her deepest, darkest secrets, and now, she wanted to hide something?

I wasn’t the fucking enemy. I was the man who was going to love her through absolutely anything no matter what was hiding.

Leaning down, I rasped, “Kansas, I know you better than anyone ever has or ever will.”

With all the challenge in the world locked in her eyes, she said, “Prove it,” while letting her towel fall to the ground.

Normally, I would have insisted we finish our conversation, but the dare in her eyes pushed me over my limit.

Grabbing her, I pulled her into me, so her bare chest pressed into my t-shirt. When I took her face in my hands, my mouth crashed onto hers. So much heat rose between our fervent kisses, we could have caught on fire.

Our mouths had minds of their own as our hands roamed all over each other. She was intoxicating in every way, and I questioned whether I’d ever get enough.

She grabbed my shirt, pulling it over my head so quickly that our mouths barely left each other for a breath. Then, her hands started making quick work of my zipper, but before she could ripe it open, I led her to the edge of the bed.

“Lay down,” I commanded, determined to show her exactly how well I knew her.

Splayed out on the bed, she looked like a fucking goddess. Her blonde hair spilled over onto the pillows around her. Her silky skin, still damp from the shower, glistened in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window.

Her pink nipples are so hard they were begging for my attention.

As I pulled my jeans down, Sam’s teeth bit into her bottom lip, which was still red from my mouth claiming it.

My cock stood at attention, but I swear her reaction to it made me even harder.

Kicking off my jeans, I climbed in between her legs, taking the slightest of moments to take in the beauty before me.

Sheer fucking sex appeal.

Without another thought, I dropped my head between her thighs beginning to devour her. Not taking any time to tease, I gave her everything my tongue and mouth had to offer.

Her hips bucked against my face as I felt her getting close, her moans growing in volume.

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