Page 127 of Irresistibly Us
The tenderness in his words is a sharp juxtaposition to the way he fucks me like a man possessed, to the intensity that surrounds us as we climb higher in sync. And when he starts to move his fingers in slow circles around my clit, the pleasure slams into me so suddenly I’m right on the edge before I realize what’s happening.
Not without him.
Reaching my free hand up to lock around Tyler’s neck, I slide the hand on his thigh around to grip his ass, my fingers slowly sliding into his crack.
“Yessss,” he hisses, his mouth latching onto my neck, sucking and biting in a way that has me practically out of my mind, and I’m determined to take him with me. Tyler keeps up his dizzying pace, shoving his hips back, searching for my fingers, before thrusting back into me, over and over again until pleasure is a tight fist in my belly and I feel like I might explode.
“Suck,” I order, bringing my fingers up to Tyler’s mouth. He takes them immediately, his tongue swirling over the tips, doing exactly as I asked. “Good boy,” I murmur, and his desperate whimper makes me feel like the most glorious, most powerful being on earth.
I am woman indeed.
Dropping my hand to his ass, I slide back into his crease with a firm pressure, pressing and circling in the way I know will send him directly out of his mind. And when I slip a wet finger inside him, pressing down just slightly, he lets out a loud grunt, his entire body shuddering against mine.
“Fuck.” Tyler moans against my neck. “Oh, god, Sophie,fuck.” His tone holds a note of warning as his hips jerk and startto lose their rhythm, and I know he’s past the point of no return. His hand lifts, coming down in a tight slap over my pussy, and the whole thing is so insanely hot that pleasure careens through me, stars bursting behind my eyes. “Gonna come,” he grunts deeply, squeezing my throat harder. “Gonna come so fucking hard. Need you with me.”
Increasing the pressure of his fingers on my clit, Tyler rubs firm circles, thrusting into me one more time, and I’m gone. My entire body tightens, the pleasure arrowing through me with so much intensity I have to fight to keep myself upright. Tyler follows, his arm wrapping around my middle to hold me tightly to him as his cock pulses and he spills his release deep inside me. We stay like that, bodies rolling, hands roving, pressed tightly together as the last licks of pleasure start to fade.
Entirely spent, I slump forward onto the bed and Tyler lands on top of me, his arm still around my middle and his forehead on my shoulder as we float back to earth together. I feel his heart thundering against my back and his warm skin against mine, and despite the fact that what we just shared was dirty and filthy and absolutely scorching hot, the love that rushes through me as Tyler gathers my hair to one side and presses the sweetest kisses to my shoulder has my eyes burning, tenderness filling every part of me.
Turning my head, I catch sight of the clock, and the time on it makes me grin.
Twelve thirty.
“Happy birthday, Ty.”
Tyler laughs, rolling us both to the side and then turning me in his arms so we’re face to face. His hair is disheveled from my hands and his cheeks are pink and the smile on his face takes my breath away. And when he leans in and kisses me, his hand stroking down my face and his leg sliding up to drape over mine, tangling us tightly together, my heart simply soars.
Easing back, he tucks a curl behind my ear, pressing a kiss tomy forehead, my cheeks, anywhere he can reach. “This is the happiest birthday of my entire life, because I get to spend it just like this, with you.”
CHAPTER FORTY
TYLER
“Home sweet home!” I announce, tugging Sophie into my house and abandoning our bags in favor of pressing her against the wall and kissing the absolute shit out of her.
It’s been the best twenty-four hours of my entire fucking life.
After I surprised her in San Francisco, we spent the night together in her hotel, wrapped around each other, waking up every few hours to find each other in the dark, bodies moving together as if we couldn’t bear to be even inches apart.
And honestly, I couldn’t.
When we finally woke up in the morning and had strawberry pancakes on the terrace of her suite, we talked about spending a few days in California, doing touristy things during the day and then very sexy hotel things at night. But we realized pretty quickly that home was the only place either of us really wanted to be.
“Home,” she says against my lips, her own curving up into a smile. “I like the sound of that.”
“Me too,” I say with a grin, trailing my lips over her jaw anddown her neck, breathing her in and tasting her sweet skin, and fucking god, I just love her so much.
Sophie winds her arms around my waist, tilting her head to give me better access. “You know I’m not going home, right? I live here now.”
My heart takes flight at her words, the idea of living with her forever, me and her in the same place for the rest of our days, everything I ever could have wanted. But I rein it in for the moment, because I’ve got a long game to play. Taking a small step back, I raise an eyebrow at her. “You think so?”
Sophie shrugs, eyes sparkling. “I mean, most of my stuff is here, and your kitchen is already filled with my snacks. Your DVD collection is aces, your grilled cheese making prowess is unmatched, and you bought me a hundred thousand tiny cans of Dr Pepper that now live in your garage. You provide me with sustenance, and you fuck like a god. Your closet situation leaves something to be desired, but that’s a fixable problem, and you’re a quarterback, which makes you a champion problem solver. Why would I ever want to leave?”
I wasn’t planning on doing this today, but I couldn’t have scripted a better conversational lead-in if I was literally writing it myself. My moment has arrived, and I’m a flexible sort of guy, so I decide to go with it. Pressing one hand to the wall beside her head, I lean down and kiss her neck. “I can think of exactly one reason why you would, actually, want to leave.”
When I stand back, Sophie is giving me herWhat the fuck is this asshole up to?look, and I have to bite back a snicker. “Okay well, obviously you aren’t telling me you don’t want to live with me, because you are so obsessed with me, if I even so much as tried to leave you would haul me back and lock me in the house until I promised never to do it again.” She grins, twisting one of her curls around her finger. “I love that for me, actually, and would really like to get straight to the part where we live together happily ever after, so why don’t you go ahead and tell me about the one reason I would want to leave so I can tellyou you’re wrong, and we can get on with the business of living.”
Laughing, and absolutely delighted with her, I wrap my arms around her in a tight hug, kissing the top of her head. “It’s probably better if I show you.”
