Relentless Liberation (16 page)

“Tyler,” she whimpered when he worked his way over to her
other nipple to repeat the same torture.

Suddenly, he stood with her in his arms, making her squeal
and cling to him in surprise. He just laughed and kissed her lips as he made
his way to her bedroom. Stopping at the end of her bed, he let her slowly slide
down his hard body to her feet. As he placed long, lingering kisses on her lips,
the slow glide of his hands skimmed down her sides and into the tops of her
pajama bottoms. His mouth meandered over her neck and collarbone as he pushed
the material off her hips so that it slid down her legs to pool on the floor at
her feet.

He had on entirely too many clothes. So she remedied that by
running her hands up under his shirt, gently raking her nails up his stomach
and onto his chest. Reaching behind him, he fisted his t-shirt and pulled it up
over his head.

Marveling at his solid heat in front of her, she trailed
kisses all over his chest from one side to the other. This was something she
thought she’d never get to experience again. But now he was hers,
hers
—and
she took her time running her mouth over his skin, savoring the way he tasted
when she flicked her tongue out over his nipple. Loving the way he shivered
when she bared her teeth against his flesh and bit down.

She ran her hands down the broad, muscular expanse of his
back to shove them into his back pockets. He grunted when she grabbed his ass
and pulled him into her and she reveled in the power she had over him.

Growling, he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her
slowly, adoringly. Feeling the foil packet in his right back pocket, she dug it
out and tossed it onto the bed before she went to work on his belt buckle.

Once she got his pants off and he stood before her in
nothing but his briefs, she felt better, like they were on more equal ground.
She let her eyes travel the whole way up his incredibly fit, lean, muscular
body to land on his heart-stoppingly beautiful face and wondered if she would
ever, indeed, be on equal footing with him.

It was the hunger in his eyes, the intoxicating mix of lust
and love for her that had her silencing that ever-present critical voice inside
her head. For whatever reason, this god of a man wanted her and it made her
feel like his goddess.

Toeing off his shoes, he stepped out of his jeans, which had
pooled at his ankles, and pulled his socks off before sitting down on the end
of the bed.

Grabbing her hips, he pulled her toward him until she was
once again straddling him. He ran reverent fingers up her spine and over her
neck to cup her face in his hands. The kiss he gave her started out as
something tender and sweet, but as she settled farther into his lap, grinding
down against his erection, the kiss turned into something altogether different.
Tender became slow and dirty. Sweet became wet and drugging until she was lost
in him.

He broke the kiss and lay down fully on the mattress. At her
questioning stare he said, “I want you to ride me, baby.” He held his hands out
to her.

Crawling up over him, she slid her hands into his, twining
their fingers once their palms met. Bracing her weight against him, she
tentatively rocked her hips, feeling his hard cock sliding through her slit and
bumping against her clit through the thin barrier of their underwear. She
gasped and he gave her that lazy lopsided grin of his and gazed up at her
through heavy-lidded eyes.

“Yeah,” he grunted, rolling his hips up to meet hers. “Just
like that.” The friction of grinding her cunt against him like this jfelt so
damn good. His erection was rubbing up against her at exactly the right angle
to make her whimper and softly call out his name.

As her breath came out in pants, she licked her lips as she
watched his magnificent body work underneath her. A fine sheen of sweat coated
his skin and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the way the muscles of his
abdomen rippled when he rolled his hips into her, that beautiful and incredibly
apt tattoo shimmering with the movement.

She took her hands from his and ran them down his chest,
then his stomach, loving the way his body flowed like water under her touch.
The bunching and contracting of his abs as he moved was hypnotic. His masculine
beauty was making her so unbelievably wet and her mind cleared of all coherent
thought. All she knew was how much she wanted him inside her. Needed him
filling her up.

Finally, her fingers slid into the waistband of his briefs
and she tugged them down his hips, over his thighs and then he kicked them off
completely. When his cock sprang free she wrapped her fist around it and,
pushing her panties aside, rubbed the wet tip against her aching nub. She
whimpered at the sensation of his naked length rubbing through her pussy lips
and he groaned, pumping his hips into her.

The sound of foil tearing caught her ears before Tyler
shoved the condom into her hands. Slowly, she rolled it onto his shaft as he
ripped her panties away from her hips like the scrap of material was nothing.
Well, in the grand scheme of things, it really
was
nothing, and she was
glad that this last barrier between them was gone.

Rolling his hips up into her, his dark gaze caught hers and
her breath hitched. “Fuck me, Mina,” he rumbled, his sinful voice traveling
through her body like a living caress. As he intertwined their fingers once
more for her to brace her weight over him, she positioned herself, then slowly
eased down onto him, impaling herself on his thick shaft inch by delicious inch
until he was fully inside her.

“Oh God, Tyler.” She groaned. “You’re so deep this way.”

“Yeah baby, feel me.” He eased out of her before pushing
back inside. She’d never taken a man inside her this way before. He stretched
her full but the burn was amazing, felt way too good.

Eventually she started rocking her hips, entranced by his
hard dick sliding in and out of her cunt. When she angled it just right his
shaft slid along that sensitive little bundle of nerves at the top of her slit
and it had her clenching her fingers around his and biting her lip.

He sat up and tugged on her chin, freeing her lip before his
mouth devoured hers. Hands grabbing her waist, he pulled her harder into his
rocking hips and she moaned into his mouth. “I wanna hear you, baby,” he said
against her lips, his labored breathing matching hers. “Tell me how it feels.”

Some unintelligible sound poured from her lips and she tried
to bury her face in his shoulder but he wouldn’t let her.

“Tell me, Mina.” His teeth grazed against the sensitive skin
of her neck as he held her hips and pounded into her. “Tell me how I feel so
deep inside your sweet little pussy.”

Oh damn, she would never get sick of the dirty way he spoke
to her when they were in bed. His words were like a direct caress to her clit
and she moaned, loudly.

“You’re so hot, so hard.” He rewarded her with a few deep,
hard strokes that hit right up against her sweet spot. God, how did he find it
no matter what position they were in? It was like he had her mapped out
perfectly and played the instrument that was her body like a dream. It caused
her words to get bolder. “Your cock feels so big, so amazing inside me, Tyler.
So…good.” She barely got that last word out when he yanked her down hard onto
him and she detonated around him, crying out his name.

“Fuck, Mina.” He thrust twice more before coming inside her.
When his tremors stopped and his hips finally slowed he gently pulled out of
her, making her gasp. After peeling the condom off and throwing it into the
wastebasket beside her bed, he collapsed back onto the bed, pulling her down
with him.

She laughed as she landed on top of him, then began
feathering his face and neck with soft kisses. He held her tight until her lips
finally landed on his. Then he kissed her slowly and sweetly, tucking her hair
behind her ears when he pulled away.

Bracing her weight on her arms, she rose to look down at
him. That impish smile filled her vision and those words that had been bubbling
up inside her since the first time they’d made love rushed to the surface
again. This time, though, she couldn’t hold them back.

“I love you,” she whispered, then steeled herself for his
response.

His eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he
squeezed them tight and dropped his head back onto the mattress.

Oh shit
. Fear that she’d said it too soon, pushed him
too far, coursed through her. But then his lids opened again and all her
trepidation subsided at the raw emotion filling his beloved eyes.

“Say that again.” His voice was rough and deep with awe.

She smiled and kissed his lips. “I love you, Tyler.”

“Damn, baby.” He wrapped his arms around her, then rolled
with her until he was the one on top looking down at her. “That’s the most
amazing thing I’ve ever heard.”

What was amazing to her was that she meant so much to him.
No one had ever valued her the way he seemed to—like she was precious, like she
mattered. It wasn’t a feeling she was familiar with but it was one she would
cherish for the rest of her life.

She lost track of how long they lay there just kissing and
cuddling and basking in the afterglow. But eventually her cell phone started
ringing, popping the peaceful bubble they’d created around themselves.

Immediately her whole body tensed and Tyler scowled when she
stiffened in his arms. Not giving her a chance to react, he reached over her
and plucked her phone up off the nightstand, glaring at it as he checked the
number.

When his body relaxed beside her, so did hers. “It’s Chloe.”
He handed her the phone.

Gratefully, she took it and silenced the call. When he
arched an eyebrow at her she smiled and snuggled back in against him. “I’ll
talk to her later.”

“Does she know you were planning to leave?” he asked
tersely. Glancing up, she found him staring impassively up at the ceiling and
once again that gorgeous jaw of his was ticking.

“No. I was debating on what to tell her. I was going to stop
and see her on my way out of town.”

“Where were you gonna go?” His voice was dangerously low and
when he finally met her gaze there was renewed anger staring back at her.

Coming up onto her elbow, she looked down at him and ran her
hand up his chest. “Hey, you do know that I’m not going anywhere, right? You
were there for that part of the conversation?”

Sighing, he took her hand in his and began playing with her
fingers. “Yeah, I know.” He pierced her with a sharp look. “But I’m still
dealing with the aftereffects of being pissed at you for thinking about leaving
without telling me.”

It was her turn to sigh. “In light of what just happened, I
realize now that that would have been a pretty shitty move on my part. But how
was I supposed to know how you felt? You never said.”

“I know and I don’t wanna rehash this argument. We have it
settled, don’t we?”

“Yes, Tyler. I think we’ve definitely settled it.” She
gestured to their positions in her bed.

His lips twitched as he pulled her closer. “Good. Just
wanted to clarify. Miscommunication can be such a bitch.”

This time she pinched him on the sensitive skin just above
his ribs. “Ow, damn it.” He rolled her onto her back and pinned her hands above
her head. “You need to stop doing that.”

“Well, you need to stop saying things that warrant me doing
that.”

Grinning like a wolf, he relaxed his grip on her hands as he
settled himself into the cradle of her body. “I love you, you know that?”

She swallowed. Hard.

Yeah, she was fairly certain that she had known that but it
didn’t stop her breath from catching or her heart from leaping into her throat
when he said it out loud. So she cupped his cheek in her hand and ran her thumb
along his bottom lip before she said earnestly, “That’s the most amazing thing
I’ve ever heard.”

Smiling, he nipped the pad of her thumb before sucking the
digit into his mouth. Her lips parted and her eyes almost lost focus when he
swirled his tongue around her thumb before he let it pop free.

“We need to figure out what we’re gonna do about Doug. I
really don’t like the way you tense up every time your phone rings, baby.” He
scowled.

As usual, his bluntness and abrupt subject change had her
scrambling to catch up for a moment.

“I honestly don’t know what to do about him. My solution has
always been to run but that’s kind of been vetoed.”

“Damn right it has,” he growled before kissing her firmly on
the lips. “You don’t know what he’ll do if you stay in one place?”

She shook her head. “No. I’ve never stuck around long enough
to find out.”

Mouth pulling down into a grim line, he nodded. “Okay. He
might just like to scare you, but won’t follow through on his threats. So I say
we wait to see if he actually shows up.”

We
. Oh how it threw her to hear him say that.
Somewhere along the way he’d taken on her problems as though they were his own.
She’d never meant to get anyone else tangled up in this mess but if anyone
could handle it and the extra pressure it was definitely Tyler. And she had to
say, knowing he was going to stick this out with her, that she had his
protection and support, didn’t suck.

A slow smile tugged at his lips. “In the meantime you should
probably come stay with me.”

Surprise had her eyes widening. Aaaannnd he just kept those
curveballs coming. “You mean like come live with you?”

That smile kicked up a notch until all of Tyler’s
considerable boyish charm was staring down at her. “Yeah. I want you there. I
told you I get antsy on the days I don’t see you and this way those days will
be very few and far between. Besides,” he shrugged, “you already have all your
shit packed, so what’s the big deal?”

“Are you sure?” She could do nothing about the incredulity
in her tone. In the space of a day, she’d gone from thinking he didn’t want her
in his life at all to having him ask her to move in with him. It was all
happening so fast and it was a bit much to process.