Tyson’s cock pressed against my entrance before he slid inside, pushing himself deeper until I was writhing against him. His arm wrapped around my waist before he flipped us over.

I raked my nails down his chest as I rode him, rolling my hips and driving him deeper inside me. My ass slapped against his hips, filling the room with the sounds of our sex. My orgasm grew in my core and pleasure spread throughout my body.

Tyson’s fingers dug into the flesh at my hips as my inner walls clenched around him, and my orgasm raced through me. I arched my back, rolling my hips again as I rode out my orgasm.

I climbed off him as he flipped over, getting to his knees behind me. Tyson penetrated me deeply from behind, his balls slapping against my pussy as he rammed into me. He cupped my breasts and flicked my nipples as he thrust.

I cried out in pleasure as he brought me to the edge. From this angle, his cock stroked my G-spot again and again. I was on the verge of collapsing, my knees trembled and felt weak.

I had no idea how long we had been together. Time seemingly melted away when we were together. Tyson changed his speed, stroking in and out of me slower now. He dropped kisses down my back, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.

He cupped both of my breasts and was thrusting hard and fast again.

“Fuck, Ty!”

Tyson quickened his pace and began pounding my pussy hard and fast now. He moved his hands to grip my hips in one quick move and gave my ass a slap. The sharp pain only added to my pleasure, and I pushed harder against him.

He groaned as his strokes shortened, he was close and I wanted to cum together. He fucked me faster before finally shoving his cock deep inside me. I cried out in pure pleasure as my orgasm washed over me, sending shivers over my whole body.

He spasmed and twitched inside me as he released, and my pussy responded by contracting around his thick cock.

I gasped for air as my orgasm rolled through my body. We fell beside each other on the bed, our chests heaving as I curled up against him.

“I love you, Hales.”

“I love you too, Ty.”

I sighed and stretched, loving the post-sex ache that traveled through my body. When I got up, Tyson looked at me with half-hooded lids.

“Where are you going?” he asked, folding his arms behind his head.

“I was thinking I should get cleaned up, and then you and I could have a fire outside. Maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll straddle you and ride you again.”

He laughed and tossed a pillow at me as I scampered out of the room.

Once I was cleaned up and dressed, I headed out to the backyard with everything that I needed to get a fire going. A bottle of white wine was tucked beneath my arm, and I had two large blankets draped over my shoulder.

I dropped the blankets onto the chairs sitting beside the fire pit. The bottle of wine was set on a table before I took my supplies to the pit.

“Well, it seems like my letters just aren’t enough for you,” a shadow said from just beside the corner of the shed.

“Tyson!” I screamed, backing toward the house. “Tyson!”

“Now, Haley, I told you that you needed to get rid of him. How are we supposed to be together if you have someone already?”

“Tyson!”

The shadow became a person as they stepped forward into the beam of light cast from the house. Joseph grinned at me, his eyes bloodshot.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked, feeling the betrayal cut deep. Joseph had been my friend. I had let him into my life, and he been around my daughter.

“I love you, Haley. I always have. You, me, and Trinity were supposed to be a family.”

Whatever else he was going to say was cut off as the security team came racing around the corner to tackle Joseph to the ground. Tyson flew out of the house, his arms wrapping tight around me.

I could hear screaming, but it took a moment to realize it was coming from me. As sirens screeched through the night, I pressed myself harder into Tyson’s embrace.

“It’s okay,” he whispered, hugging me tighter. “It’s going to be okay. We’ve got him now.”