Page 58 of A Constant Reminder

That revelation whipped my head around to look at him. “Shit, Ty.”

“It happened when he was about to ship out for basic training. I think she picked him because he was leaving, and she wouldn’t have to deal with the fallout from him. He left, and I haven’t spoken to him since.”

“He sure seemed eager to have a word with you tonight. Why do you think he all of a sudden wants to talk?”

“You misunderstand. He has tried to talk to me. He’s called, written letters, sent emails. I refuse to talk to him. Then, the bastard corners me tonight like it’s going to help anything.” He spoke, but his eyes still avoided mine.

I had no clue what to say, so I stayed silent.

He continued. “Fucked up thing was that I would talk to him about the issues Mer and I were having. He knew how hard I was trying to make it work, and he fucked her anyway.”

I still was unable to find any words to say. What did I say to something like that? I’m sure anything I would have said wouldn’t have made him feel any better.

Instead, I scooted closer to him and swung one leg over his lap, so I was straddling him. With my face now mere inches from his, those blue eyes had no choice but to find mine.

“I’m sorry for snapping at you and saying what I did. It wasn’t fair.”

I brought my finger to his mouth in an attempt to quiet him. Once he stopped talking, I pressed my lips to his for a gentle kiss.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I slowly deepened the kiss, my tongue beginning its dance with his.

One of his hands held me at the center of my back while the other palmed the back of my head, holding me in place as he showed exactly what that mouth of his could do.

He broke the kiss and focused on sensually kissing a trail down my neck and collarbone. Just the slightest touch of his fingertips on my bare back sent electricity shooting through my whole body. This man made so hot I felt like I could combust.

I sat up on my knees, reaching in the space between us to unzip his slacks. He was rock hard and waiting for me.

My ample wetness coupled with having no panties on made it easy for him to glide inside. I lowered myself onto him taking a deep breath as I struggled to accommodate his massive size.

“Fuck Sam,” he growled as he fit completely into the tight space, my pussy clenching around him.

I sat still for a moment just relishing the feel of him inside me. It was an almost indescribable sense of fullness. Slowly, I began to move up and down, raising myself from his balls to his tip every time, making sure to put just the right amount of pressure on my clit when I’d grind against him.

I kept moving a slow, rhythmic pace. Over and over. Both of us building to an explosive finish. I knew this wasn’t going to last long for either or us, so I dug my nails into his shoulders, riding him harder and faster. He grabbed my hips, shoving me down on him with more force and giving my clit the pressure it so desperately craved. Soon, I was seeing stars as heat seared through my veins and every muscle in my body tightened.

My release hastened Tyler’s because after a few final pumps, he was finished.

Grabbing each side of my face, he gave me a final, sweet kiss and told me he loved me before I climbed off of him.

And less than a minute later, we arrived home, a little more disheveled than when we left, but also a great deal more satisfied.

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