Page 29 of Maid to Desire
"I know," I smiled.
It was all the truth. Deep down, I trusted him as though I had known him a lifetime. There was no doubt in my mind that he wouldn't have my best interest at heart. Not just now but always.
As he carried me into the bedroom, he turned on a lamp. The light was dim but perfect.
"Shouldn't we put a towel under--" I asked, but he silenced me by kissing me senseless.
He laid me on the bed. One of his arms held his weight off me, while the other hand reached between us. My legs were still wrapped around him.
Anticipation and excitement filled me as the tip of his cock pressed into my arousal. I gasped as he pushed slightly forward. My pussy stretched around him. I winced in pain and gripped the sheets tightly.
"Melinda? Are you okay? " Tyler asked softly.
"I'm fine," I assured him. My arms wrapped around his neck. I pulled him down to me and kissed him. "Make me feel good, Tyler."
He didn't reply in words. Instead, he nipped, sucked, and kissed my lips. His fingers worked circled against my clit.
My back arched, pushing his cock pushed deeper inside me. I gasped into Tyler's mouth when I felt a pinch of pain; however, the pleasure of his touch outweighed the pain.
"More," I rasped. My fingers raked down his back as he pulled out and back in slowly with his cock. Each time my body became more and more relaxed.
The pain dissolved and I was on left with the ecstasy of him stroking in and out of me with his dick and his fingers working me towards an orgasm.
"Fuck!" Tyler roared when he was finally balls deep inside me. "So. Fucking. Tight."
"It's yours," I breathed then bit his bottom lip gently. His eye closed and he moaned.
"Baby, I want this to be perfect for you. If you keep teasing me, I won't be able to go slow," he warned me.
"I don't need slow. I just need you."
"Yes, ma'am."
His gaze locked on mine as he lifted my legs and placed them against his chest on one side. His hips moved, working his cock in me deep and slow.
“Fuck,” I whimpered as emotions flooded my mind, body, and soul. They were overwhelming, but a whole new level of euphoria.
“All mine?” Tyler asked, pulling partway out and looking down at me with intense eyes. I nodded my head. “Tell me. Tell me again how you’re all mine.”
“All y-- FUCK!” I screamed as he rammed every of his dick inside me. He pulled out and slammed back into me. “TYLER!”
“Tell me. Tell me you’re mine,” he ordered, pounding inside me.
My breasts bounced and my body moved across the bed with each thrust. Tyler grabbed one of my shoulders and held me in place. His other hand still rubbed circles against my clit.
“Tell me that you’re mine, Melinda.” He pinched my clit and I nearly came unglued.
All the emotions and sensations flooded me. Both my mind and body were on the verge of their breaking point.
“I’m… I’m… I’m going to…” I stammered.
“Not until you tell me,” he growled, never breaking pace. His gaze never left mine. “Now, tell me.”
“I’m yours!” I screamed.
My declaration of being Tyler’s pushed my body over the edge. My back arched off the bed. My hands gripped the covers beneath me and my screams of pleasure filled the room,
“Tyler!”
