Page 110 of Every Broken Promise
He did the same thing with my other breast. I was so turned on and squirming on his lap that my wetness began to coat his dick.
“You didn’t use a condom last time,” I panted as I lifted my knees and held on to him so I could put him in me.
Ty took control in that instant. He guided himself inside of me, watching as my body began to take him in.
“Shit,” I moaned as I threw my head back.
Tyler waited until our gazes locked before he spoke. His green eyes were dark and heavy.
“You think I’d put you in harm’s way?” Judging by the tone of his voice, I could tell my comment bothered him.
My response was to roll my hips, causing him to curse and his fingers to dig into my skin.
“Never,” I told him as I kept increasing my pace.
I held on to his shoulders while he had his hands on my hips, helping me guide him. It was ridiculous how perfectly we fit. The way he felt inside of me was something I was quickly getting addicted to.
“Fucking you raw has been a fantasy of mine,” he admitted as he began to thrust harder. Ty began to kiss my neck, and when he kissed my weak spot, I cried out. Our noises echoed in the truck cabin.
“Ty.”
I had a hard time recognizing my voice as he began to play with my clit.
“Hearing you say my name like that…fuck.”
“I’m close,” I told him.
“I know, baby,” he murmured in my ear. “Your pussy gets fucking tight right before you come.” He wrapped one hand around my waist while the other kept increasing the pressure on my clit.
“Shit.” My curse came out low and whiny as I felt my lower belly begin to coil with my impending orgasm.
“You’re the only one, Astrid,” he panted.
I was so close my eyes started to roll back.
Ty pulled my hair from my nape and forced me to pay attention to what he was saying.
“You’re the only woman I will ever fuck without a condom.”
It sounded a lot like a promise, and at that moment, I started to come, and after cursing, he came with me.
After a few minutes of trying to catch our breaths, I looked down at him.
“Really?”
The asshole smiled, completely satisfied with himself. He ran his hand through my hair and then kissed my forehead.
“I wanted to save some of my firsts for you.”
All I could do was rest my head on his chest and listen to the way his heart was beating.
Falling in love with Tyler Kane was inevitable.
THIRTY-EIGHT
Absolutely nothing could bringme down from the high I was currently experiencing. Was it life high or post-orgasm glow? I wasn’t sure, but I was going to roll with it. Nothing was going to make it go away, not even the single flower that had been on my desk when I got to work this morning. I was in too much of a good mood to let it mess with me. Out of sight, out of mind. I took the stupid flower—probably stupid on my part—and threw it in the garbage.
When Ronnie came to work, he was in a mood, but since he stayed in his office, he was easy enough to ignore. With the mayoral campaign going strong, a lot needed to get done. Since political coverage wasn’t my thing, my workload was lighter.
