“How long has it been, princess?”
Her eyes met mine, and for a moment, everything seemed to pause. I was stunned I had used an endearment on her, and she seemed equally stunned. I’d never in my life called a woman princess, or honey, or baby while having sex with them. But Kaylee was different. She was a princess. Royalty, in my eyes. Someone who deserved a man who treated her like the queen she was. I’d try damn hard to be that man for her tonight.
“A long time. John was my last.”
My eyes widened in shock, and I started to back away. She hadn’t had sex with any man in over three years? I was positive she could hear the pounding in my chest.
Kaylee reached for me, drawing me back to her. “I want you, Ty. Please don’t turn me away again. Please don’t do that to me.”
Her pleading words were my undoing. Every sense of logic I had drained right from my brain, and I moved up her body, pressing my mouth to hers. We both moaned as our tongues intertwined. Her kiss exactly how I had remembered it from the two other times we’d kissed. It was addicting. A drug that I felt myself giving in to. Something I knew I would crave the rest of my damn life.
When she wrapped her legs around my body, she urged me to push inside her. I positioned myself at her hot, wet entrance. Ever so slowly and carefully, I pushed inside—instantly realizing my freaking mistake. The feel of her heat and tightness around my cock nearly had me coming on the spot.
I froze and was about to tell her we had forgotten protection.
She placed her hands on the sides of my face, drawing my gaze to hers. “Do not stop, please.”
“I don’t have a condom on, Kaylee.”
“Please don’t stop.”
I closed my eyes and groaned. It was irresponsible for both of us to do this, but in the moment, I wasn’t sure either of us was thinking clearly. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Her hands moved to my shoulders, where she dug her nails into me when I pushed in more. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her.
“Are you . . . are you okay?” I managed to ask.
“Yes. Yes, I’m fine. Ty, please move. I need you to move.”
With my face buried in her chest, I groaned. “Can’t. Feels so good. I’m going to come if I move.”
Her body shook as she giggled. “That would really be a bummer, because I was sort of hoping for at least another orgasm.”
I lifted my head and met her gaze. How was it that each time I looked at her, she left me breathless with her beauty? It was like she grew more beautiful as the days went by. The most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, and would ever see, and I was currently balls deep inside her. If I died right now, I would die a happy man, knowing that my life would never be this amazing again.
“Just one more?” I asked, one brow lifted.
Her eyes narrowed, and she gave me a look that said she was about to throw out a challenge. One that I knew I was up for.
“Are you saying you can deliver more than one more mind-blowing orgasm?”
I pushed in farther, making her suck in a breath, then let out a delicious-sounding moan.
“Oh, baby, I can deliver as many orgasms as you can stand.”
With a wink as her legs wrapped around my body tighter, she replied, “Let the counting begin.”
Chapter Thirteen
KAYLEE
On my knees, my hands gripping the sheets as Ty took me from behind, I was on my way to my fourth—yes, fourth—orgasm. The man was like the damn Energizer Bunny. His stamina was unbelievable. The way he knew how to make love. How to fuck. My God, it was mind blowing. I’d never had sex this hot. One minute he was sweet and gently making love to me, pulling a long, blissful orgasm out of me; then he was flipping me over and fucking me from behind, building up another orgasm that I knew was going to pick me up and throw me right on over the ledge.
“Ty!” I cried out. “I’m so close. God, I need . . . I need . . .”
He leaned over and kissed my back while he moved his hand to my clit. I wasn’t sure what he did—pinched my clit, rubbed it? Hell, whatever he’d done, I fell. Hard.
Stars exploded in the room, and I thought for sure the bed had spun out of control. I was having another orgasm, this one with my entire body shaking. I could feel my insides contracting and squeezing his cock. What was it about sex with Ty that made everything ten times more intense?
“Fuuuck. I’m going to come,” Ty said in a gravelly voice.
Then he pulled out, and I whimpered in protest.
“Turn over,” he commanded. I quickly did as he asked.
He pushed back inside me, and it dawned on me what he was doing. He wanted to come while he looked into my eyes. His gaze met mine—and I couldn’t believe what was happening.
I was about to come again. No freaking way.
“Ty, I’m coming again. Sweet Mary, mother of Jesus, you have a magical dick!”
He moved faster, a smile on his face that quickly turned to something more serious as his own orgasm drew near. He laced his fingers with mine and pushed them into the mattress. His weight on mine was both punishing and unbelievably blissful. We moved together in perfect harmony, as if we were made for each other. I knew he felt it too.
I hadn’t been with a whole lot of men, but I wasn’t inexperienced either. Sex with Ty had ruined me for any other. It had erased all past lovers from my memory forever, and all future ones—well, they were simply screwed. I felt something deep within me that I wasn’t sure how to describe. It felt like a part of my soul had been missing, until now.
Then he said my name, and it made my heart feel like it was going to explode inside my chest.
“Kaylee.”
God, it was so sweet sounding, yet it fell from his lips like he needed to say it in order to even breathe.
Damn it all to hell. Do not fall for him, Kaylee. You can’t.
“Baby, I’m going to come.”
“Yes!” I cried out, feeling him get bigger inside of me as my fifth orgasm still rolled through my body.
He pressed his mouth to mine and poured himself inside me.
The moment Ty had first pushed into me, then looked at me with panic in his eyes, I realized he hadn’t put on a condom. The feeling of us connected as one, the emotions running rampant in my mind; I couldn’t have made him pull out if I’d tried. And truth be told, I didn’t care. I wanted him. All of him.
And his words to me before he pushed inside were still rattling around in my head. He wasn’t looking for a relationship. This was a one-night thing. He didn’t do commitment.
Ty buried his face in my neck, his breaths coming fast and hard. My body was deliciously sore, and I knew I would feel him for days. That made my lower stomach tighten with the need to have more of him. I was greedy like that: it had been years, after all.
When he didn’t move off me right away, I ran my fingertips softly over his back. I wanted him to stay like this, stay inside of me forever, but I knew that fantasy wasn’t going to come true. Ty was tormented by something, something he hid from everyone he loved. I wanted desperately for him to let me in, but I knew one romp in my bed wasn’t going to do it. He would soon drift out of the postsex fog and leave my bedroom, probably never looking back, now that he’d scratched the itch to have sex with me. That thought caused my eyes to build with tears.
Would he go back to treating me like a friend? Would he want to hook up again? God, I hoped so, because my vagina was going to demand more playtime with his dick. I could force myself to ignore my feelings for him. A friends-with-benefits arrangement sounded good to me.
What did I say to him, though, when this night was over? I was afraid of spooking him, and I didn’t even know the words to avoid it.
Ty pulled out of me and rolled over, drawing in one long breath after another. I could see his heart beating rapidly with each rise of his chest. I rolled onto my side and placed my hand over his heart. He laid his hand over mine, and that gesture nearly sealed my freaking fate.
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“You ruined me for all other men, you know that? Five orgasms?”
He smiled. “I don’t like odd numbers.”
My brows drew in. “Huh?”
Ty rolled over, giving me a sexy smirk as he pushed me back onto the bed, his dick still semihard as he pushed in and out a few times, then pulled all the way out. “You need one more to make it six.”
I laughed. “I’m exhausted, Ty. There is no way—”
His hand went between my legs, and he groaned when he slipped his fingers inside. “That’s so fucking hot, my cum between your legs. I’ve never had sex without a condom before, and I think you might have broken my dick, because I don’t think I can ever use protection again.”
I chuckled.
Okay. So he oddly didn’t seem to be freaked out about the no-condom thing. Had he assumed I was on the pill? It was irresponsible for both of us to let things get carried away like that, but right now, his fingers moving inside me were making all my worries slip away.
“Oh my . . . ,” I panted.
“I want to taste you again.”
My eyes snapped open. “You just came inside me, Ty. With no condom on—which, by the way, we should probably talk about.”
He winked. “We will, after I make you come again.”
Moving over me, he pressed his cock against me.
“Have you been bit by some super-sex-powered spider, because there is no way you could be hard again.”
Laughing, he pushed inside me. “He hasn’t gone down yet.”
My eyes widened in pleasant surprise. Oh yes, my vagina was going to need more of his super-powered cock.
Each thrust inside of me had my body aching for another release. This was insane. I was exhausted. My orgasm maker had to be out of order after five.
Then he reached between us, his thumb making soft circles around my clit, and I moaned in delight.
“Come again, Kaylee.”
“O-okay,” was the only word I managed to get out between heavy pants.
And boy did I come. Ty watched me the entire time. His blue eyes smoldering with something that looked a hell of a lot more intense than lust.
That’s when it happened. The moment I knew. With his eyes locked on mine as I whispered his name. “Ty.”
He smiled and whispered, “That’s it, princess, come for me.”
I gave him what he asked for . . . and then stupidly fell head over heels in love with him.
I am so fucked.
When my body had finally settled, Ty pulled out of me. “God, you are so beautiful when you come. It takes my breath away.”
He kissed me so passionately I almost wanted to cry, and then he crawled out of my bed.
“Let me get something to clean you up with.”
Tears pricked at the back of my eyes. No man had ever treated me like that before. Not even John. Sex with him was good, but when he came, he pulled off the condom, tossed it in the trash, and slipped on his clothes and went about his business while I made my way to the bathroom to clean up. After-sex with him was uneventful. No holding me, no kisses, no telling me how beautiful I looked when I came.
My head was spinning. I needed to stop comparing John with Ty. What in the hell was wrong with me?
Ty walked back into my room from the bathroom, his naked body on full display as if he didn’t have a care in the world. I sure as hell didn’t mind. He was a beautiful specimen. He had scars on his body that made him even more beautiful. The one on his leg was the most beautiful of all, but I knew in his mind he didn’t look at that particular scar the same as he did the others. Maybe some were prizes from bulls he had ridden and beaten, or some that had beaten him. Not that one scar, though. That one spoke volumes. I knew it was a reminder of what he had lost.
His muscles were defined, and the way they moved when he did . . . Lord, I could come for the seventh time if I thought too hard about it.
He crawled onto the bed, spread my legs open, and stared at me like my vagina was some masterpiece of art that hung in a famous museum. The way it made me feel was incredible. I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn’t. I loved the way Ty looked at me. The way he studied my body, learned what I liked during sex and what I didn’t like. Almost as if he was planning on doing all this again. Which I most certainly would be down for.
Then the warm cloth touched my sensitive skin, and I moaned in pure delight. “That feels so good.”
He softly cleaned me off, and I relaxed even more. Exhaustion started to kick in, and I fought to keep my eyes open. When I lifted my head and looked at him, he smiled and then winked.
I dropped my head and groaned. The man was not only insanely handsome but was a good lover as well. “My vagina is forever ruined, thanks to you.” When I felt his warm breath down there, I held my own. “Yes. Please.”
“I don’t think so, baby. I don’t like odd numbers, Kaylee,” he whispered before his tongue licked me like I was his favorite dessert; then he withdrew, leaving me aching and feeling empty. “But I do like the taste of you.”
“Tease,” I whimpered, trying to lift my hips to meet his mouth.
He moved up next to me, wrapping me in his arms as I snuggled against him. I had figured Ty for the type of guy who would have sex and leave. I wasn’t going to complain, though. Instead, I buried my face in his chest and drifted off to sleep.
I woke up at one in the morning, not believing I had fallen asleep in Ty’s arms and slept right through dinner and the girls’ night out I’d planned with Mary Kate and Lynn. I had met them in a knitting class Ty’s mom, Stella, had talked me into going to. And it didn’t take long for me to realize a very naked Ty slept next to me. Still. He hadn’t left, and I hated how insanely happy that made me feel.
With a smile, I crawled on top of him.
His cock instantly hardened, and the man wasn’t even fully awake. A few rubs of my oh-so-ready lady bits against him had him coming fully awake, and fully hard.
Without a word, I moved and adjusted so I could slowly sink down onto him. He felt insanely big this way, and I knew I was going to be sore for days. I didn’t care, though. It would be a delicious sort of sore. One that would make me think of every single orgasm this man had pulled from me.
“Ride me, Kaylee.”
“No odd numbers, remember?” I said as I slowly ground myself against his body. My clit was pulsing, and I knew if I moved the right way, I’d be coming.
“Right now I don’t give a fuck. Ride. Me.”
His commanding voice made my entire body tremble. I did as he asked and came in record time. It was almost embarrassing how fast my body reacted to his.
Ty flipped me over and set his own record. He thrust inside me only a few times before he grunted into my neck and came.
The feel of him inside me was one of absolute bliss. Fear gripped my chest when I realized again that I would never want another man besides the one currently still inside me, kissing me softly on the neck, on my jawline, and finally my lips.
When he stopped kissing me, he looked into my eyes. “I guess it has been pretty fucking reckless to be having sex without a condom so many times.”
“You think?” I asked, a little bit of snark in my voice.
“I saw your birth control pills in your bathroom last month, after you fell and got hurt.”
My mouth opened slightly, and I stared at him. “So you assumed I was still taking them?”
“You’re a smart woman, Kaylee. If you weren’t on the pill, there was no way you’d let me fuck you without a condom. I saw it in your eyes when I first pushed inside you.”
I was on the pill, sure, but even I knew there was still a good chance for an unplanned pregnancy, especially when you kept having sex.
“What about diseases?”
“I’ve been tested, and I haven’t been with a woman since last spring.”
That little bit of information had my attention. “Really? Why not?”
And who is the bitch so I can tra
ck her down and throat punch her?
Okay, I couldn’t really ask that last question, but it was burning in my mind nonetheless.
His mouth went back to mine, giving me another mind-blowing kiss. When we finally needed air, he drew back and looked directly into my eyes. “I’m clean, and I wouldn’t have done it if I had been unsure.”
I swallowed hard. “You didn’t answer my question. Why haven’t you been with anyone since last spring?”
Ty grinned, and my heart skipped a stupid little beat. “Haven’t been interested in anyone since then, and I’ve been busy.”
My brow lifted. Should I have been flattered, knowing Ty had been interested in me enough to have sex with me? Lots and lots of sex? I decided to leave that part of his statement alone.
“Busy?”
Ty laughed. “Yes. Busy. But I am clean, I swear to you. I would never do that to you, princess, and I know you wouldn’t do that to me either.”
The flutter in my chest radiated through my whole body at his endearment. I couldn’t help but wonder if he called other women he took to bed princess. Or baby. Or sweetheart. The thought made me feel sad, so I pushed it away.
“You’re right, I wouldn’t. I’m clean too.”
He kissed the tip of my nose, then pulled out of me. “Let’s shower, then get some sleep. I have to help Brock and Dad plow the south and west pastures tomorrow morning and need to be at the barn by six.”
I snarled my lip. “Why do y’all get up so early? It’s not like it’s getting hot midday.”
He reached for my hand and pulled me out of bed. I followed him into my bathroom like this was our normal routine. How was he acting so casual about all of this?
I, on the other hand, had already begun to slowly fall apart. One night wasn’t going to be enough for me. Would I actually be able to go back to the friend zone after tonight? The best sex of my life, and I was supposed to act like it had never happened. Supposed to accept that one and done was my only option.
No freaking way.
“Early bird catches the worm.”
With a roll of my eyes, I stepped into the shower, then turned it on, staying out of the spray until it heated up. “I never was a fan of fishing.”
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