Page 41 of A Constant Love

I wasn’t.

He was still fine as hell, and because I thought he could do way better than me, I was grateful for every morning I got to wake up next to him.

When we’d gotten home from our little field trip to the bar, everyone was already in bed. As much as I wanted to ride Tyler like an animal all night long, we opted for some slow lovemaking instead. Ty was terrified that if my dad heard us having sex, he’d come downstairs and shoot him. I didn’t think he would.

Probably not anyway.

I glanced at the clock, knowing that because it was now Monday, my dad would already be working with the cattle, and the boys would be at school. Just to be sure, I tip-toed upstairs, looking all through the house.

No one home.

Perfect.

Once I got back to the basement, I padded over to the bed where Tyler was still asleep. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and stepped out of my panties before climbing on the bed next to him.

Gently, I rolled him, so he was flat on his back. Beginning at his neck, I kissed a slow trail of kisses up and down his toned torso. He stirred a little bit, but I needed him wide awake.

Reaching under the blanket, I found that his cock was already rock hard. I slipped my hand beneath his boxers and teased the head, gently grazing it with my fingertips.

“Kansas, are you being naughty this morning?” He mumbled with a slight grin.

“We’ve got the house to ourselves, Trust Fund. Let’s have some fun.”

Grabbing my arm, he pulled me up, so our faces were even. His hands cupped my cheeks as he brought my mouth down to his. He kissed me greedily, his tongue exploring my mouth, taking all I had, yet demanding more.

I got so swept up in his kiss, I didn’t realize his hands had shifted to my chest. I moaned into his mouth as his fingers toyed with my hard nipples.

Not being able to wait a moment more, I yanked down his boxers and lowered my already-wet channel onto him. Despite his massive size, I didn’t go slow this time. I pushed myself onto him fast, gasping as he filled me entirely.

“Fuck,” he growled into my mouth.

He pulled me forward, taking one nipple into his mouth, alternating between hard sucks and gentle bites. I’d gasp at the slightly painful sensation before a gentle flick of his tongue would soothe it.

Continuing to give my nipples the attention they craved, he bucked his hips, moving in and out of me. Every thrust hit every nerve ending in my pussy. The harder he went, the louder my moans grew.

He eased me back, so I was sitting up again. “Ride me, baby. Show me exactly how you like it.”

There was no question that he already knew exactly how I liked it. But regardless, I began riding him at my own pace, angling myself so every pass of his cock rubbed my g-spot in the just the perfect way.

“God, baby, you’re so sexy,” he said, his eyes firmly planted on watching me barrel toward my release.

His fingers made their way back to my nipples, teasing and pinching.

Out of nowhere, my orgasm slammed into me. My nails gripped into his chest as I screamed his name. Heat coursed through my body as my thighs clenched around his waist.

“Baby, you’re so fucking tight,” he said through gritted teeth, as he now grabbed my hips, continuing my movements.

He kept plunging in and out of me, harder and faster, until he was growling my name with his release.

Before I climbed off him, he gave me a tender kiss. “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Good morning,” I smiled.

“What’s on the agenda for today?”

I gazed into his crystal blue eyes. “Well, do you remember last night how you said I should make some amends?”

He nodded.