26. Tyler #2
“Hey, be gentle with your n–Fuu—” I can barely finish my sentence as I clench my teeth, watching her take all of me down her throat.
My hand goes to the back of her head, supporting her as she pleasures me.
I bat away thoughts of, “Is this too much too fast?”, as the warmth of Chloe’s mouth envelops my length.
I need more contact with her. I need our bodies connected.
I reach down and pinch her nipple, and she lets out a moan while she’s pumping my cock in her mouth.
I ball up her hair gently in my fist and work her steady motions, letting my head fall back.
I can feel myself tipping on the edge, so I gently pull her head back and she releases me with a pop.
She leans back on the chair and looks up at me breathlessly, her face slick and eyes beaming and glassy.
I bend down and kiss her roughly, then pick her up under her thighs and move us to the couch, placing her on my lap.
She immediately starts to grind on me, her sweatpants a barrier between our bodies.
I twist her to the side so her back is lying along the couch, and I pull her sweatpants off, realizing Chloe wasn’t wearing any underwear.
I brave a glance at her center and see it gleaming with pleasure.
I make way up to her with a trail slow of kisses from the inside of her right knee to the top of her thigh, then switch sides.
She’s bucking her hips at me, and I place my hands on her waist to still her.
“Easy, tiger.”
“Tyler, if you don’t touch me, I’m going to exp—” before she can finish, I dive into her center, sucking and licking and biting.
Her words are replaced with screams and moans.
She’s chanting my name over and over as if to say “more.” I place a finger inside her as I suck, and she bucks her hips at me again.
I add another, and she grips my hair, squeezing but not pulling back.
I can feel my own pleasure deepening. It’s been so long since I’ve been this intimate with someone that I’m not sure how long I’ll last once I’m inside her.
So, I keep pumping my fingers, helping Chloe reach her climax. I suck hard as my fingers piston.
“Yes! Ty!” she screams and jolts, then relaxes. I peer up at her and see her mouth fall open, her face softening and relaxing as her orgasm rolls through her.
She opens her eyes and looks down at me. “I need you inside me, now,” she says, panting. “I want to ride you.” She sits up and pushes me so my back is against the couch again.
She gets up and runs to the bathroom, then returns with a condom, ripping it open and rolling it over my shaft.
I’m mesmerized by her motions and the way she swings her legs over mine and lowers herself onto me.
I look down to watch as my length disappears inside her as she inches down slowly until we are fully connected.
I grip her hips to still her, savoring this first moment of connection.
A shot of pleasure ripples through my body.
Bliss nearly explodes along my spine. Like fireworks were set off in my soul.
I kiss her lips roughly, then follow with soft ones.
Her hands roam around my head as she pulls me closer, not breaking our kisses.
She begins to rock her hips while her tongue becomes acquainted with mine.
Her pace is slow and teasing. My fingers are digging into the sides of her soft body, silently pleading with her to be gentle with me.
She unlocks her mouth from mine, putting her hands on my chest as she leans back a bit, rising up and lowering on my cock.
The friction is intense, but the sight of Chloe on my lap is spectacular.
Her breasts bounce as she grinds my dick.
Her head falls back, and I dive toward her neck, kissing and sucking a trail to her breast and taking a nipple in my mouth.
Another orgasm cascades through her while she bobs on my lap and I lap the other breast with my tongue.
She feels incredible. Like warmth, like home.
We adjust, her front facing the arm of the couch, and I enter her from behind. I can’t hold back any longer. I grip the tank top around her waist and twist it in my fist while I smack her ass as I thrust inside of her. I grip her hip to keep her steady and don’t hold back.
“Yes!” she screams, “I want all of you. Fuck me hard, Ty, yes just like that.” Chloe eggs me on, and I reciprocate. “Harder!” She bellows.
“Take it Chlo, take all of me.” I rasp out as my thrusts become erratic and intense.
She falls forward so she’s bent over the side of the couch.
I plant a foot on the ground, thrusting deeper and deeper until my release finds me.
It’s all consuming, the pleasure. Like these past months of longing have built up inside me and as I climax inside her, I share pieces of my heart with her. Forever. There’s no going back.
I slow down and snake my hands up Chloe’s torso and pull her up so her back is flush with mine. I keep slowly pumping as I reach my hands around her, massaging her breasts. The sensation where we meet is so incredibly sensitive. But I can’t disconnect from her yet.
“You like that, Chlo—can you give me another?” I whisper out. “Do you like how I’m inside you? You feel so good around my cock. I want to hear you scream my name again.”
Breathless and panting, she nods. “I never want this to end.”
I kiss the side of her head and touch her center as I gently pump into her from behind. I rub circles on her clit as her head falls back to my chest. I keep one hand on her breast as I gently buck into her.
“Mmpfhhh–“ she mumbles.
“What was that, sunshine?”
“Ty, I’m so close.” She whimpers.
I rub circles and pinch her clit while my other hand kneads her breast. I clamp my mouth to her neck and nibble her earlobe.
“Yes, Ty.” She gasps as she rewards me with another orgasm, then she becomes limp against my front.
I reach around her waist and we collapse back onto the couch, catching our breath, sticky with sweat and pleasure.
We stay curled together, and I’m not sure where my limbs start and hers end.
We giggle and talk. We kiss, and before I know it, I’m hard again, and she’s riding me through another euphoric experience.
I’m not sure where the day goes, but we spend it in her cottage.
After showering, we make lunch and watch Gilmore Girls.
Then we walk the property holding hands before returning to her cottage and sitting on the porch chairs, Dandy in my lap and Scooter in hers.
I look over at her and know she’s the woman I love—no doubt about it.
Everything about being with her feels right.
“The ranch is beautiful.” She says and I look over to her. Scooter is asleep and she’s petting his ears gently.
“This time of day is my favorite. The setting sun and cotton candy colored skies. It feels like I’m in a dream.
” I gaze at the property, my heart always aching for the absence of my parents, but knowing their souls are still here.
I look over at Chloe who has gone quiet.
Her face is restrained and I don’t know what to make of it.
“What’s up?” I ask.
“I didn’t know it could be like this.” She rasps out.
“Like what could be like this?”
“That love could be peaceful.” She says in almost a whisper before leaning her head back in the chair.
I set Dandy down and get up, reaching for her hand. She takes it, sliding out from under Scooter. I pull her close, hugging her tight. “I didn’t know I’d ever have this. I’m glad it’s with you.” I say against the top of her head as we gently sway in each other’s arms as the sun sets.
I cook us dinner and we settle into each other’s company in bed.
We lay facing each other while we talk endlessly.
Chloe tells me about her dreams of traveling and painting.
Her fantasies about exploring countries and making money by painting portraits of tourists.
She wants to get better at rock climbing.
I tell her about my college days and my old friends.
I tell her about my parents and my ideas for renovating the ranch.
I’d love to have a family here one day. Eventually, we fall asleep just like this, beside one another, talking about our dreams together and the ones we want to pursue separately.
I wake up in Chloe’s bed and turn to see her looking at me, A sleepy bliss coating her face.
I lean in and give her a searing kiss. Her hand caresses my torso before she finds myself, already hard from the sight of her naked body next to me.
She pumps me with her hand as our lips and tongues explore each other.
“Chlo, wait, I’m going to–“ I grind out as she leans down, taking my release in her mouth. My mouth hangs open in bliss as my head falls back to the pillow. Her gentle licks and sucks at my tip are like delicate proclamations. Like she’s telling me she feels the same way I do about her with each press of her lips to me.
I have no hesitations about what I feel for her. She’s innovative and creative. She’s sharp and funny. She’s full of life and brightness. I am happier when I’m with her. I’m never letting go of Chloe. She’s not only my best friend. She’s my future.