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"All yours," I replied softly, biting back my nervousness.
"Mmm. I love the sound of that, Beautiful." He leaned down and kissed me softly. The scent of my arousal filled my nose. And the taste of me soon touched my tongue as his tongue guided past my lips and into my mouth.
It was such an erotic feeling to smell and taste myself. I knew I should have been repulsed but I wasn't. Tyler made me lose all sense of reasoning.
I parted my lips, allowing him more to that which he sought. My tongue danced with his as our kiss deepened. It was so easy to get lost in his kisses.
"Tyler,” I moaned into his mouth.
"Yes, Beautiful?" He asked not ending our kiss.
My thoughts were gone. I wrapped my arms around his neck and just kept kissing him as though my life depended on it. There was no telling when I'd be with a man as sexy as him or experience kisses and touches like his again. I wanted to hold onto the moment and never let go.
ChapterEight
Sadly,our kiss ended. It took everything in me to not collapse to the ground. Between mind-blowing orgasms and intoxicating kisses, I was spent. Tyler had just sent my body to a whole other universe with his tongue, fingers, and kisses.
My legs barely functioned as he grabbed my hand gently and led me down the hallway to double doors. I wanted to whine, protest, and beg that he carry me; however, I was a grown woman so I needed to walk on my own two feet.
But being carried in his muscular arms does sound nice,I mused, glancing at him.
“What?” he chuckled, looking down at me.
“Nothing,” I whispered.
“Mmhmm. Right,” he teased but didn’t press me for any further.
When we reached large white double doors, he used his free hand to open one of the doors. The smell of him plumed from the room. I found myself taking a deep breath and basking in the aroma.
“Excuse the mess. It’s the one room, I clean on my own and sadly I’m not a neat freak,” he laughed.
We walked into the large room. My mouth instantly fell open. The only way to describe the room wasluxurious.
“Whoa,” I gasped, looking around the room.
It was like something out of the movies. Sure, his entire house had been impressive but this--
My body tensed as I laid eyes on the bed. Never in all my life had I seen a bed so big. It had to be custom-made. It was decorated in black, silky bedding. Pillows lined the leather headboard.
“You okay?” Tyler asked, shutting the door behind us and escorting me over to the bed.
“Yeah, just taking it all in,” I admitted with a slight giggle.
“Why’s that?” he laughed and escorted me across the room, over to the bed.
“Well, for starters, your room looks like something out of a magazine,” I gestured around the room. “And, then there’s this gigantic bad boy.” I rubbed my hand across the comforter. It was cold to the touch, soft, and smooth.
Silk,I thought to myself.
“Thought you’d be more comfortable on the bed,” he whispered, staring at the bed. He seemed to be thinking heavily.
“What’s wrong?”
“Am I coming across as a horndog?” he sighed then looked at me.
“What?” I laughed and shook my head. “Not at all. And if you are then I’m a slut-puppy.”
“What?” he frowned.
