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“Tyler.”Chloe cupped his face.Kissed him hard.“If I’m what you need, then take me.”One hand slid to his chest, covering his hammering heart.“I’m right here with you, too.”
He gripped her hips, his fingers splayed wide over her ass as he began to rock her up and down, and oh, God, she was nevernotgoing to want this man inside her, filling her up and making her feel everything.She wrapped her arms around Tyler’s shoulders, her hips moving in a rhythm all their own.Her nipples brushed his chest with each motion, pleasure licking through her at the friction, and her inner muscles squeezed in want.
“That’s it,” he whispered, his mouth hot on her neck.“I want to feel you come.”
Her body was moving of its own volition now, her hips thrusting, seeking more.Keeping one hand at her waist, Tyler slipped the other between her legs, the pad of his finger slick on her clit, and her breath caught.
“Oh,God.”Pressure stacked in her belly, building and growing and daring her to run after it.
But she didn’t have to, because Tyler was right there, giving it to her like a gift.He stroked her clit as she fucked him in firm, fast strokes, and between the surrender and the control, Chloe broke.She came in wave after wave, each one making her vision blur.But she didn’t just want her own pleasure, she wanted Tyler’s, too.
“I want to feel you come, too,” she said, her voice throaty and rough.“Please.Don’t stop.Don’t hold back.”
Intensity flashed back over his face, his eyes glittering before turning dark.Tyler held her steady as he powered into her, over and over, his fingers tightening at her waist to hold her in place.His breath shaped her name, then turned into a guttural moan, and his body went completely still as he came deep inside of her.
Chloe measured time by her heartbeats until she lost track of them, her body too blissed out to move.Tyler’s chest was warm and steady beneath hers as they both metered their breathing back to normal, his arms a tight circle around her.Eventually, he shifted beneath her, and she drew back to let him slip down the hall to the bathroom, but still she didn’t move to get dressed.A part of her warned that what she was feeling went beyond the sex they’d just shared.That she should tread carefully—or at the very least, feel self-conscious at how much of herself she’d just let loose on him.
But she didn’t.Instead, she simply felt what she always did when Tyler was near her.
She felt safe.
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Tyler walked to the bathroom on legs that didn’t belong to him, loaded with emotions he felt in his whole chest.He could count on one hand the number of times he’d had sex with a person more than once, and even then, those encounters had maxed out at three or less, all of them steeped in heartache (not his) and regret (mostly his).But Tyler had never, ever felt how he had tonight—hell, how he had for the past couple of weeks, maybe even months since he’d first kissed Chloe.No matter how hard he tried to fight or forget his attraction to her, she was there, fierce and beautiful and bright as a beacon.Every feeling he’d stuffed down, the passion and the want and the bottomless intensity with which he felt both, kept building, stronger and hotter in his chest.
Which was crazy.Impossible.Dangerous as fuck.But even crazier?Tyler didn’t want to stuff any of it down.He didn’t want to blank it out, and he didn’t want to run.
He just wanted Chloe.Again, and again and again.
Even though it was the sort of dangerous that could ruin them both.
Returning down the hallway, Tyler let his eyes adjust to the dark.Chloe had wrapped herself in the blanket she always kept draped over a nearby chair, and after he reclaimed his boxer briefs from the floor and slid them back on, she opened the edges of the soft fleece in a silent invitation.
Of course, he didn’t resist, and Christ, he was in so much trouble.What’s more, the second Chloe’s warm, sweet skin met his, he felt so good with her in his arms, he didn’t care.
“Hey,” she murmured, her voice lazy and thick, like honey.
Tyler lay back on the couch, tucking her in at his side and kissing the top of her head.“Hey.”
Time passed in a measure of breaths and heartbeats, until finally, she broke the spell.“Look, I’m not very good at doing anything with my feelings other than airing them out, and the last time I didn’t, you and I didn’t talk for months.I can’t let that happen again”—this, she punctuated with a press of her fingers over his chest—“so, here goes.I’m not sure what’s happening between us, but I am sure that it feels too good to stop.I like this, maybe more than I should, and I think you feel the same way.So, I guess I’m just kind of hoping you’ll save me from myself over here and tell me what you’re thinking so I can stop vomiting my feelings all over you.Please.”
Of all the words Chloe had said, it was thepleasethat broke him.“I like this, too.Definitely more than I should.But it’s not that easy.”
He could feel her thoughts spinning in the silence, but Christ, he was still utterly unprepared for what she said next.“When I told you I’m here with you, I didn’t just mean that in a naked kind of way.Well, not entirely in a naked kind of way.The naked waywasreally hot…” She exhaled, undoing him in one sweet breath.“Anyway, I guess what I’m trying to say is, in a not-naked and also not-cheesy kind of way, I really am right here with you.I’ve got your back, Tyler.Even if whatever you’re feeling is complicated.”
It might have been her fingers, still steady over his heart, as if she were guarding it.It might have been the safety of the darkness, wrapping them together in a cocoon where nothing else existed.Or it might have been Chloe herself, as strong and vital as a secondary heartbeat, pulsing in his blood and drawing them together.
But something made Tyler open his mouth and start to talk.
“My father was—is, if he’s still alive—a shit of a human being,” he said, and Chloe stilled against him in surprise.
“You don’t know if he’s alive?”
“It doesn’t really matter,” Tyler said, because it was the truth.“Even if he’s still breathing, he’s dead to me.”
The words were harsh, Tyler knew, and anyone else would’ve recoiled, or at the very least, given up a hefty WTF.But Chloe simply waited, giving him the room to keep talking.
And so, he did.
