Make Me Forget (7 page)

Paige took his rock-hard cock into her mouth in one quick swoop, all the way back to her throat.

Tyler hissed. “Holy fuck!”

He was convinced this woman’s mouth was blessed by some sex god. She repeatedly licked and sucked him. One of her hands was squeezing his ass. And the other… “Fuck,” he growled when Paige caressed his balls.

Sucking sounds echoed throughout the bathroom. Water rushing over their shoulders, Tyler watched Paige work her magic on him. She inched him closer to the back wall, pinning him against it. Her other hand was now splayed on his abs, feeling every crevice of his muscles. The way she touched him—took control of him—made him weak in the knees. Most men had this natural instinct to always be strong, but with Paige, Tyler was more than ready to explore his weaknesses. She was becoming his source of delicacy, and he wanted to indulge in every way.

“I’m going to come, beautiful,” Tyler said.

Paige gave him one more suck. She wrapped her hand around his length and fondled him. A guttural growl from way down deep escaped Tyler. When his juices jetted out, she aimed it all over her tits. It was a scene straight out of a porn movie, and he’d just become her number one fan. He was completely captivated by her.

He pulled her up off her knees, kissing her with so much intensity he felt like an animal ready to mate. He wanted more. He couldn’t get enough of her. He was leaving tomorrow to travel back to his home on the other side of the planet. He was going to get as much of Paige Mattheson as he could.

His tongue moved around her mouth, tasting her and remnants of his own seed. He leaned down and nibbled her breast. He shifted her, pinning her against the tiled wall.

“Fuck me, Tyler,” she panted.

His cock grew hard again at her command. He grabbed the condom and rolled it on. He lifted her, and she instinctively wrapped her body around him. His cock filled her so damn perfectly that his breath hitched.

“Damn, Paige. You feel so fucking incredible.”

He began to thrust in and out of her. Her clit rubbed against his pelvis. He was beginning to feel her sensitive muscles tighten around him and was in awe at how unbelievable she felt.

Paige kissed his neck and sucked on his earlobe. She hit that sensitive spot right behind his ear, and he swore he saw stars.

“God, Tyler. I love the way you feel inside me.” Her breath was hot against his ear.

With her body around his, she pulled herself up using his shoulders then down to move faster, deeper, working with the rhythm of his thrusts. She moaned. He felt her pussy muscles clenching him through her orgasm. Watching her, feeling her and listening to her in the throes of passion triggered his own waves of pleasure.

He kept her pinned against the wall in a tight embrace. They fit perfectly. At that moment, Tyler knew for sure his heart was lost to her. He had completely fallen for her. It had started the moment he’d first seen her. His head dropped against her shoulder while he tried to contain his emotions along with slowing his racing heart and erratic breaths. He had finally met his match. And tomorrow, he would have to walk away from her. His heart ached, and he squeezed his eyes shut, fighting back the sadness that was erupting.
I still have her for one more night.
And tonight, he would show her how much he cared about her and make sure she knew how special she was, because actions spoke louder than words.

Tyler set her down then threw away the condom. When he came back into the shower, he grabbed the shampoo from Paige’s hand and began shampooing her hair. With his hands gently massaging her head, she closed her eyes and let him take over. After he washed her hair, he conditioned it and cleaned her body from head to toe. He was thankful she didn’t protest or say she could handle showering on her own. That was obvious. He knew she was a strong, independent, successful woman—even with heartache and some bumps in the road. He wanted to take care of her, protect her—love her.

They didn’t speak any words. Paige just watched him—the way he moved, the way he took his time with her. Thoughts were running rapidly in her mind.

Why couldn’t we have met before? Why do we have to live so far away from each other? Why does this weekend have to end?
But no matter how many questions Paige asked herself, there didn’t seem to be any pleasing answers. One thing was certain, she would never forget this weekend—or Tyler.

Tyler quickly washed himself. He turned off the shower and stepped out to dry himself off. He wrapped a soft, fluffy towel around her and dried her with care.

Still remaining silent, he took her hand in his and led her to bed. They lay down, and he pulled her close. Paige rested her head on his chest and settled her leg over his hip. He was playing with her wet hair.

Paige sighed and traced imaginary circles on his chest. “Did you always know you wanted to be a teacher?”

“I did—and a coach too. I had some great teachers growing up. They had a huge impact on my life. I wanted to do the same for others.” Tyler sighed and Paige looked up at him.

She could tell his mind had drifted elsewhere.

“What’s wrong, Tyler? You are thinking about something else right now, aren’t you?”

He tightened his arms around her and held her. “Not everyone thinks what I do is great.”

“What do you mean? I think teachers are some of the most significant people in the world. They are educating kids and influencing the future.”

He didn’t say anything at first, but she heard him sigh. She looked up at him and saw a mix of emotions on his face and his eyes focused on the ceiling. Paige sensed there was a story that went along with his statement. She wanted to soothe his heart, just as he soothed hers. She reached for his hand and laced her fingers with his, giving him a gentle, reassuring squeeze. He closed his eyes and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

“I was in love once. Her name was Carly. We dated throughout college. She was pre-med. Her whole family was full of very prestigious doctors. I thought we had something special. I even started saving money for an engagement ring. Then one evening the doorbell to my apartment rang. It was Carly and her grandfather. They had come together for Carly to break up with me. Her grandfather said, ‘no granddaughter of mine will date a teacher’. It wasn’t a prestigious career in their eyes—and that was it. Haven’t seen her or spoken to her since. I tried calling and stopping by her place, nothing. Years put into a relationship—gone.”

Paige leaned up and kissed his lips. She knew how he felt in some ways. Justin had always pushed her career aside to make sure his stayed in the spotlight. Even though he’d loved schmoozing clients, he’d been constantly stressed out about getting the next big ticket account. It had always been about the fame and dollar signs to him.

“I never understood why people judge other people’s work. If you love what you are doing and making an honest living, why does it matter? Our world needs more people who are passionate about what they do instead of people hating their jobs and being miserable because of it.” She settled her chin on his chest and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. “I bet you’re amazing in the classroom.”

Tyler cocked an eyebrow. “Just in the classroom?” he teased.

She knew he was trying to lighten up the mood, but it was a serious conversation. Paige would always stand by what she said. That was what passionate people did, no matter what happened or who challenged them.

She hadn’t always been a bestselling author. She’d written for a long time for little to no money before she made it. She kept going because she loved it.

She playfully smacked him. “You know what I mean. You
are
passionate about it. I can see it in your eyes when you talk about teaching.
That’s
what makes you an amazing teacher.”

Tyler kissed her forehead. “Thank you. I really do love it. It seems like my students enjoy my classes too.”

“I think it’s wonderful you love what you are doing.”

“I know you love writing too. Right?”

“Yes. I mean…I did. I don’t know.” She felt like she needed space all of a sudden. Paige sat up on the bed, her legs hanging off the side.

Tyler moved closer to her, showering her back with sweet, gentle kisses. “Do what you love, Paige, but it isn’t always going to be easy. Lord knows teaching isn’t. Some years go by without any major issues, but last school year was a tough one. One student died in a car crash. One got pregnant at sixteen years old. Another was having serious issues at home. I am constantly telling all of my students that my office door is always open for them. I always try my best to set an example for them inside the classroom, as well as out. Some of the kids really need a positive role model in their lives.”

“I guess we all hit little bumps in the road, and even the occasional huge boulder.” She took a deep breath and turned around to look at Tyler. His eyes showed so much compassion for her. No man had ever looked at her like that. She knew they fit perfectly in a physical sense, but right now her body wasn’t the only thing heating up. Disclosing details about their past and some of their deepest feelings, they touched each other’s heart and soul. Sure, she wrote about it, but she had never experienced it in real life. Having this time with Tyler, as short as it has been, had warmed her heart and empowered her soul. It had reignited her flame of passion, which was nearly burned out. “But, I have a feeling it will be a smooth road from now on. Thank you for making me forget over this weekend.”

She didn’t want Tyler to say anything else. She was afraid any more words would sound like closure, and she didn’t want it to end. Instead, she pulled him into a slow, sensual kiss, and they made sweet love all night long.

* * * *

Tyler slept for a few hours but was finding it difficult to keep his eyes closed. He kept waking up to make sure Paige was real. The connection he felt with her was so strong that it was driving him crazy. They were two very passionate people. He couldn’t describe the feelings he was having, other than being absolutely incredible. He also couldn’t find any reasonable explanations as to why they’d clicked so quickly. Perhaps they were just meant to cross paths for one reason or another—to get over the pain of their past. He wasn’t sure if he could walk away from a woman he’d just met who’d made him realize love at first sight did exist.

With a regretful sigh, he got up and quietly finished packing. His home and career were in Australia, not in the States. He had to go back but couldn’t bring himself to say goodbye to her. He didn’t want it to be a forever goodbye. After pondering what to do, he decided to do what he thought she would love most. He wrote.

He placed the poem he’d written for her in the box with the charm bracelet, along with a note. He stared at her, letting the vision before him engrave into his mind forever.
You made me believe in love again. Goodbye, beautiful. I will never forget the moments we shared.
He gently kissed her one more time then left.

* * * *

Paige woke up and glanced at the clock. She had slept in past ten o’clock. Sitting straight up in bed, she realized it was empty. She got up and walked through the condo.

Tyler was gone. He’d left without saying goodbye.
How could he?
Tears began dripping from her eyes. She walked back into the bedroom and noticed a note on the nightstand beside a small box.

Paige

I’m happy I could make you forget. I’m sorry I left while you were sleeping. I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye to you. I’ll never forget you.

With love,

Tyler

Her tears fell faster. She opened the box and found the pretty charm bracelet she’d wanted at the store, along with a piece of paper.

I can taste your salt on my lips.

The warmth of your breeze makes my skin feel sun-kissed.

I can hear your waves crashing like a steady beat.

The grain of your sand soothes my tired feet.

The burdens of life are lightened at the beach.
 

Happiness and peace are the only things in reach.

For every time we’re together, I can climb out of any dark hole.

I leave a piece of my heart and discover a piece of my soul.

Paige, remember this weekend and the beauty of the ocean, and you’ll never feel like you are drowning again. —Tyler

Her tears continued to flow. She didn’t want to let him go, but knew it was their reality. Paige thought about how he made her feel, how he’d made her heart and soul wake up. They’d been destined to meet, even though it was for a brief period of time. Her heart warmed, and she smiled through her tears, knowing he’d touched her life forever.

Chapter Eight

Paige arrived back at her apartment. It was late and she was tired but couldn’t fall asleep. She missed him—a lot. A few days ago, she hadn’t even known Tyler Barrow. Now she didn’t want to be without him.
How could I fall for someone so quickly?
This was real life, not a novel. The truth was, fate had a mind of its own sometimes—who people meet, what situations arise and sometimes even how things turn out. Paige had been meant to cross paths with Tyler, this much she knew and believed with all her heart. Being with him had made her realize she would always stay true to herself and go after what she wanted. She just wished what she wanted wasn’t on the other side of the earth.

After tossing and turning for nearly two hours, she decided to get up to write. She powered up her laptop and pulled up the book she had been working on. Something was still off. There was a story shouting at her, but it wasn’t the one she was supposed to finish. She hoped Sylvia, her publisher, wouldn’t mind, because she had a story to tell.

For the next five days, Paige did nothing but write, eat, go to the bathroom and sleep now and then when her eyes got heavy. Her words flowed fast, and her emotions flowed even faster.