Wicked Love

  “Where are we going?” I ask.

  Tyler pulls into Granny’s drive, but parks in the tall grass near the road, leaving us a good distance from the house. “I have an idea. Come on.”

  My shoulders slump as he gets out of the truck. He rummages behind his seat for a moment before shutting his door and then coming around to my side. Tyler opens my door and then chuckles. My disappointment must be evident. I’m not ready to go home. I want what he’s promised to give me.

  “Come on. I’ve got an idea of where we can go. We’ll just have to be quiet.” He holds out his hand to me while his other hand holds a folded-up plaid blanket. “Trust me.”

  I take his hand, giving him the trust he’s asking for, and allow him to lead me toward the house. When he passes the house, the barn comes into view and it hits me exactly where he’s taking me.

  We sneak into the dark barn, and I’m suddenly uneasy about this idea. A flash of light comes from the spark of a match, and Tyler makes quick work of lighting a lantern that I never paid attention to before. “How did you know that was in here?”

  The small flicker of light from the lantern shines on his face as he turns toward me, illuminating his features in the dark. “I saw it when we were out here cleaning the stalls.”

  I look around the barn. “What now? Don’t say one of the stalls because I think my willingness the other day to have sex in there was a momentary lapse of my cleanliness judgment.”

  He shakes his head and then points above his head. “The hay loft—it’ll give us the privacy we need and can make for a decent place to lay down.”

  He helps me onto the ladder and then follows up closely behind me with the blanket slung around his neck and the lantern in one hand. When I make it to the top, I take in the sight of the neatly stacked bales of straw. Tyler’s right. Since we both live with our parents, there’s not exactly a private place we can go to be alone, but this loft is a decent option.

  Tyler sets the lamp on the floor and then spreads the blanket over a few bales of straw, making it almost appear to be a bed.

  He turns and pulls me into him and then presses his lips lightly against mine, teasing me with what’s about to happen next. “I’ve wanted you since that night in the parking lot, Avery. I know I said that we shouldn’t do this, but I think it just might kill me if I don’t have you. I know I’d regret it for the rest of my life.”

  Tyler’s hand slides up under my shirt to touch the bare skin on my stomach, testing the waters with his gentle touch. His fingers inch up higher until they reach my breasts. The lacy material of my bra is all that separates him from me, and my breasts ache for him to touch them. I just want to feel him.

  The way Tyler’s taking his time with me allows me to get lost in how much I want him. I close my eyes and give in to what my body wants, and right now that’s Tyler.

  Tyler lays me down on the bed and then crawls up next to me and he cups my face as he kisses me again. Never have I wanted someone as much as I want Tyler. It’s almost physically painful how much I want him. There’s an ache inside me that I know only he can relieve.

  I need him. Now.

  My head falls back a bit as his lips trail down my jawline and then down to my neck. I moan as he threads his fingers into my hair and pulls my face back up to meet his. He crushes his mouth into mine and I throw my hands into that sexy blond hair of his.

  “I’m going to make you so happy, Avery. I’ll do anything for you,” he says against my lips.

  “You’re already making me happy,” I whisper.

  He crushes his mouth against mine again and any politeness he had in his kissing technique is long gone. This kiss is more demanding, with the intention of not stopping with a little make-out session.

  Tyler’s nose skims my cheek and he inhales deeply as he unbuttons my jeans. “You have no idea how much I need you.”

  He helps me shimmy out of my jeans and then with one quick swoop, my shirt’s off too. I lie there in just my bra and panties, and Tyler’s lust-filled eyes rake over my body. He hooks his long fingers into the waistband of my panties and then slowly drags them down my legs. He then turns his attention to my bra and removes that as well.

  The chill of the night air dances across my skin and goose bumps pepper my naked flesh. I lie there on full display before him, and Tyler doesn’t hide the fact that he’s studying every inch of my nude body.

  He bites his lip while he stares into my eyes. “You are the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.”

  My pulse pounds beneath my skin as I ache for his touch. The thoughts racing through my head all focus on how much I want him. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever expect for this to happen so soon. It’s a little crazy and reckless but I can’t help wanting this with him. Tyler leans down and kisses me, putting one knee on the straw bale bed. My lips instantly part, allowing access inside. The warmth of his tongue against mine causes an ache between my legs. I cup the side of his face, wanting nothing more than to feel his body against mine. Tyler mummers, “I can’t wait to be inside this beautiful body.”

  My hand slips under the hem of his T-shirt and my fingers trace the distinct ripples in his stomach. I want nothing more than to see him.

  As if he can read my thoughts, he grabs the back of his shirt and drags it over his head. The blond hair on his head flips out in every direction, turning his hair into a sexy disarray.

  My tongue dances behind my lips as I trail kisses along his bare shoulders. When I reach the soft skin just below his ear, he moans in approval. I can no longer resist tasting him, so my tongue darts out, licking the salt on his skin. I pull back to look at his face and see a flash of hesitation in his eyes.

  “God, Avery. I want you so much. Are you sure you don’t want me to stop?”

  I shake my head. “No. I want this. I want you to take me.”

  When those words leave my lips, it’s like a fire gets lit within Tyler. Instantly, Tyler’s over me, his bare chest pressed against mine as he devours my mouth with his. He quickly kisses his way down my chest. When his tongue swirls around my taut nipple, I pant and writhe beneath him. I love being with him like this more than I could ever have imagined, and he’s barely gotten started pleasing me.

  “Mmmm.” A delighted moan purrs out of me when he moves on to the other breast, giving it equal attention.

  He pushes himself up and then makes quick work of unzipping his jeans and kicking his boots to the floor of the loft.

  He hooks his fingers around the waistband of his jeans and boxer briefs, and I feel the need to help him unwrap my present. I lean up and then pull the fabric from around his waist. His cock springs free right in front of me and my mouth hangs agape. His shaft is quite impressive and with it being right there in front of me, I do something that I’ve never done before. I lick my lips and grab the base of his length and ease the tip of him into my mouth.

  Tyler sucks in a quick breath and says my name like a hiss before his fingers find their way into my hair. A reflexive gag happens the moment his head touches the back of my throat, causing my eyes to water a bit, but I keep going, quickening my pace.

  Tyler moans. “Christ, Avery, I’m going to come if you keep that up, and I’m not ready to do that yet.”

  Understanding the signal, I pull back, freeing him from my mouth. Tyler grabs my legs and pulls me to the edge of our makeshift bed while wearing a wicked smile. “I think it’s only fair that I reciprocate.”

  He bends down and teases me a bit by swiping his tongue across my lips. He slips his hand between my thighs and nudges them open. “Wider,” he orders, and I comply without hesitation.

  Tyler doesn’t waste any time as my most sensitive flesh is splayed out in front of him. Tyler dips his head and then drags his tongue across my folds before focusing on my clit. He traces circles right in the spot where I ache to be licked the most and it doesn’t take long before Tyler has me crying out his name as a wave of pleasure sends me over the edge.

  Tyl
er lightly kisses the mound above my pussy, giving me a chance to calm down before he works a path up my body. “I love seeing you come. It’s insanely hot. All it would’ve taken was a touch from you and I would’ve come while watching you fall apart like that.”

  Tyler crawls on top of me, and the weight of his body covering mine has me turned on yet again. “I can’t wait to be inside of you. I’ll probably come as soon as I slip in and feel this pussy milking me.”

  He slides his hand up my thigh as he hooks it around his waist. “You ready for this?”

  I throw my head back and hiss out a yes as he slides his cock against my wet folds. My pussy is throbbing, begging for him to come inside. I’m not sure how much longer I can wait.

  “Tell me that you’re mine.” He kisses my lips, and I taste myself on him. “Tell me, baby, that you belong to me.”

  I moan as every part of me craves him like crazy. I’ve never had a guy ask me to give him permission to claim me, but I like it. It’s hot as hell and has me even more turned on, if that’s possible. “I belong to you,” I pant.

  “Mine,” he growls and pushes inside me.

  The sensation of him inside me catches me off guard. I’m one hundred and fifty percent turned on and ready to go, but my body isn’t as prepared as my mind. I claw his back as a whimper falls out of me.

  It’s been far too long since I’ve had sex. I had been working hard to not sleep around and I’m sure that’s why Chance moved on to Charity—he was tired of waiting.

  Tyler doesn’t miss my momentary pain. His eyes jerk to mine, and all I see in them is concern. “You okay? Did I hurt you?”

  I shake my head as the rest of my body relaxes. “I haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”

  Tyler balances his weight on his elbows so he can study my reaction. “I thought you and Chance . . .”

  I swallow hard. “No. It never got that far. I was trying to be good.”

  He drops his head, twists his lips, and then pops his head back up to meet my gaze again. “It’s a little late now, but I should’ve asked if you are on the pill. I’m sorry. I was a little caught up in the moment to think about it.”

  He stares at me with questioning eyes and I shake my head. I can tell he’s waging a war within himself, torn about what the right thing to do is, so I make it easy for him.

  I stare into his eyes. “I want you—just like this—you and me with nothing between us.”

  Conflict is clear in his eyes, but soon he sighs and gives in, and begins moving inside me.

  Neither of us turns our gaze away from the other. We both continue to stare at one another while our climaxes build. Sweat slicks Tyler’s skin, and my hands slide up and down his back as he pumps into me.

  His movements become more intense and I know he’s getting close.

  “I don’t want this to end. Being inside you feels . . . damn, it feels so fucking good I don’t even know how to explain it. All I know is that I want this forever—to feel you wrapped around me forever.”

  A tingle of pleasure shoots down my spine as his mouth covers mine and I teeter on the edge of another orgasm.

  “Tyler,” I cry out his name as another wave of pleasure rushes over me.

  Tyler grunts as he quickly pulls out and comes all over the outside of my folds.

  He presses his lips to mine one more time. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of that.”

  I smile and wrap my arms around his neck. “Me neither.”

  After getting dressed, I giggle as we make our way down the stairs. Tyler takes my hand and threads his fingers through mine as he leads me into the cool night air and back to the truck. Tonight has been perfect and I can’t imagine how things can get much better than they are right now.

  TYLER

  It feels fucking amazing to have Avery on my arm and to know that she’s mine. To know that it’s been a while since she’s had sex and she chose to be with me is a pretty big deal, and I feel honored she wanted to share that part of herself with me. Must mean she really likes me, and that only validates the feelings I’ve been wrestling with.

  I was surprised to find out that she was so inexperienced, and I would’ve never guessed it had been over a year since she had sex. The way she was ready to smash Chance’s headlights in made me believe they were a hot and heavy couple, but I was wrong. If I had to guess, that show she was putting on that night was more for those sorority bitches who left her stranded in a parking lot with a man she didn’t even know.

  I’ve officially staked my claim and I don’t see how I can give her up now. I know that I went against my promise to Dad and slept with Avery, but I feel like if he were here, he would understand. I don’t have any intention of fucking around, and I still plan on pursuing my musical aspirations.

  Avery and I slink past her Granny’s house on the way back to my truck.

  We reach the passenger side of the truck and I open the door before I wrap my arms around her slim waist and pull her against me. “I don’t want to let you go.”

  Her hands snake up my chest and then her fingers curl around my neck. “I’m not going anywhere.”

  She rises up on her tiptoes and presses her lips to mine. I close my eyes and get lost in how good it feels to be with this beautiful creature.

  I pull back. “Come on before I take you back to the barn for round two.”

  She giggles as her hand slides down my cheek. “It’s not a threat if the person will enjoy the torture.”

  A crooked smile crosses my face. “It’s nice to know that I’ve left you thoroughly satisfied and hungry for more.”

  A blush creeps over her cheeks and I love that I affect her like that.

  I sigh. “I need to get you out of here before I lose all my gentleman manners. You hungry?”

  She shrugs. “Not really.”

  I raise one eyebrow. “Hmm. Maybe I didn’t give you enough of a workout.”

  She brushes a strand of her dark hair out of her face. “It’s not that. You know I don’t like to eat much.”

  “You look amazing, Avery.” My eyes trail down her body unabashedly and I have to say I like what I see.

  “I . . .” She hesitates like she’s trying to choose her words carefully. “I once had a bit of a weight issue and I have to work much harder than the average person to maintain my looks. I don’t want to ever be the way I was. I don’t ever want to go back to being ugly.”

  My heart crushes in my chest. “Avery, how could you believe that you’ve ever been anything other than amazing? When I look at you, I see a woman who other women would kill to be like. But even better than your looks, I know that you’ve got a good heart. Your father has told me how you have been the only person that’s stuck by him since he lost his job. That tells me you’re loyal, and that’s a rare quality these days. The beauty you’ve got inside you trumps anything on the outside. So don’t ever think for one second that you could look bad. You’re beautiful. Even a blind man can see that, but it’s what’s inside of you that I’m falling for.”

  And there, I’ve admitted how I’ve been feeling about her and it wasn’t awkward in the least. It seemed like she needed to hear me say that I like more about her than just her looks, and it feels amazing to finally voice to her what’s been in my heart.

  Her eyes glisten and I can tell by watching her expression that she’s fighting back her emotions. That fight only lasts seconds before tears roll down her cheeks. “That’s the kindest thing anyone has ever said to me.”

  “That’s a shame, and I’m going to fix that. I’m going to remind you every day from now on how perfect you are.” I lace my fingers through hers and then bring them up to my lips, kissing the soft skin on the back side of her hand. “I’m going to start by taking you out for a celebratory milkshake.”

  “What are we celebrating?” she asks.

  She giggles as I hoist her up onto the bench seat of the truck and it’s good to see her smile through the tears. I don’t like seeing her frown
, so I decide to keep her smiling by being a little brash. That always seems to get a reaction out of her.

  I grin wickedly. “You and me fucking, of course.”

  She smacks me playfully on the chest. “I can’t believe you just said that.”

  I chuckle. “I’m joking . . . partly. But in all seriousness, we need to get out of here. Wouldn’t want your dad or grandmother to catch us.”

  She glances over to the clock on the dashboard. “It’s nearly eleven. They’ve both probably been in bed for at least an hour now, so I doubt they’ve noticed us.”

  I smile. “All the same, I wouldn’t want to explain to your father what we were doing in the barn. No father wants to find out the handyman he hired is fooling around with his daughter practically under his nose. No need to get him upset.”

  “Agreed,” she answers. “I’m ready to head back to town when you are.”

  It takes us less than fifteen minutes to get back to town, where we swing through a local drive-through to grab a couple milkshakes, and then head back to Blake’s place. His parties never stop on the weekend. There’s not really a good bar for everyone to hang out at, so Blake’s place has become the unofficial party spot for anyone close to our age.

  When I park next to the curb, the first thing I spot is a crowd of people hanging out on the porch, which is typical for one of Blake’s parties. The party tends to grow throughout the night.

  I take Avery’s hand and lead her back inside. The crowd in here is insane and there’re more people in here than usual. This might as well be a dance club instead of Blake’s house. These parties are the reason I refuse to be his roommate. I couldn’t handle people taking over my home like this every weekend, but Blake thrives on it. He loves that people come here for this.

  Blake tips his chin up when he notices us in the room. “You two get your fucking out of the way so you can actually hang out now?”

  All the guys burst out laughing, and I can’t even be mad at them. It was pretty obvious to everyone what we were doing based on the way I carried Avery out of here earlier, so it’s natural that they’d give me shit about it.