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down my legs; He tosses them aside and climbs back on top of me. I caress his back slowly with my fingertips and I feel his body shiver underneath my touch. His hands grip my hips as he slides inside of me. I bite my lip as he rocks slowly in and out of me. My back arches, pushing my body even closer to his as a quiet moan escapes my lips.
Grabbing on to my thighs, Tyler brings my legs up wrapping them around his waist and I wrap my arms around him in anticipation of what he is going to do next. In one swift movement, Tyler rolls us so that I am on top of him. Without breaking rhythm, he places one hand on the mattress, keeping the other one planted firmly on my hip, and moves himself so that he is sitting underneath me. His hands roam up my back and into my hair. He gathers my hair into one of his hands and gently tugs on it, pulling my head back and exposing my neck to him. Leaning in, he alternates between kissing and lightly sucking on my neck. My arms wrap around his shoulders and I run my fingernails up and down his back, just enough to make him shiver beneath my touch. Tyler finds that spot right below my ear that drives me wild and nibbles at it and it throws me over the edge.
“Tyler.” I gasp.
He wraps his arms around my waist pulling my body tightly to his. My hands dive into his hair as I press my lips to his, sliding my tongue into his mouth. My body starts to quiver as feelings of ecstasy explode through me, right to my core. Within seconds, his breathing picks up as he joins me.
We sit there, wrapped up in each other, for a few minutes as we try to catch our breath. I climb off of him and we move to lie down on the bed facing each other. Tyler reaches his hand out and begins to caress my hair. It feels so relaxing that, within moments, I feel my eyelids start to droop and I barely have a chance to tell him I love him again before I fall asleep.
Chapter Eight – Tyler
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“H ey...hey...blue haired guy...”
I turn around, confused, trying to figure out who is calling out to me. At first I don’t see anyone but then I notice a stocky man hiding on the side of Jack’s truck. I walk closer, making sure to keep a little bit of a distance between me and him.
“Can I help you?” I ask.
He straightens up and takes a couple steps towards me. He glances around nervously and runs a hand through his short brown hair.
“Do you, ah, do you know Cath Healy?” He asks.
“Yeeeees.” I reply cautiously.
“Is she here?”
“How do you know Cath?” I ask.
“We’ve...known each other for a long time.” He replies.
“How?” I ask.
“We used to be friends.”
I cock my head to the side and raise an eyebrow. I don’t see it. Cath is all tattoos and pink hair and she’s just...cool. This guy is...boring.
“I’m sorry,” I say. “But you don’t seem like someone she would hang out with.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” A pained look crosses his face as though I may have offended him.
“I don’t mean anything by it. You just...never mind.”
“I just what?”
“It’s nothing, anyway, I don’t know if Cath is in there or not. I haven’t been in myself yet.”
“Well...can I walk in there with you?”
I shake my head. “No, sorry.”
“Why not?” He demands.
“Because I don’t know you. How do I know you really used to be friends with Cath?”
He chews on his lip, his brow furrowed, looking deep in thought. Suddenly, his face brightens up a bit.
“She has a tattoo of an anchor on her right side!” He says excitedly, obviously proud that he has this information.
I shrug my shoulder. “Yeah, I haven’t seen her with her shirt off so I honestly have no idea if she really has an anchor tattoo or not.”
He shifts nervously from one foot to the other. There’s something odd about him. He’s acting a bit off, but there’s something else that I can’t quite put my finger on.
“I just want to talk to her really quickly...to say
Grabbing on to my thighs, Tyler brings my legs up wrapping them around his waist and I wrap my arms around him in anticipation of what he is going to do next. In one swift movement, Tyler rolls us so that I am on top of him. Without breaking rhythm, he places one hand on the mattress, keeping the other one planted firmly on my hip, and moves himself so that he is sitting underneath me. His hands roam up my back and into my hair. He gathers my hair into one of his hands and gently tugs on it, pulling my head back and exposing my neck to him. Leaning in, he alternates between kissing and lightly sucking on my neck. My arms wrap around his shoulders and I run my fingernails up and down his back, just enough to make him shiver beneath my touch. Tyler finds that spot right below my ear that drives me wild and nibbles at it and it throws me over the edge.
“Tyler.” I gasp.
He wraps his arms around my waist pulling my body tightly to his. My hands dive into his hair as I press my lips to his, sliding my tongue into his mouth. My body starts to quiver as feelings of ecstasy explode through me, right to my core. Within seconds, his breathing picks up as he joins me.
We sit there, wrapped up in each other, for a few minutes as we try to catch our breath. I climb off of him and we move to lie down on the bed facing each other. Tyler reaches his hand out and begins to caress my hair. It feels so relaxing that, within moments, I feel my eyelids start to droop and I barely have a chance to tell him I love him again before I fall asleep.
Chapter Eight – Tyler
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“H ey...hey...blue haired guy...”
I turn around, confused, trying to figure out who is calling out to me. At first I don’t see anyone but then I notice a stocky man hiding on the side of Jack’s truck. I walk closer, making sure to keep a little bit of a distance between me and him.
“Can I help you?” I ask.
He straightens up and takes a couple steps towards me. He glances around nervously and runs a hand through his short brown hair.
“Do you, ah, do you know Cath Healy?” He asks.
“Yeeeees.” I reply cautiously.
“Is she here?”
“How do you know Cath?” I ask.
“We’ve...known each other for a long time.” He replies.
“How?” I ask.
“We used to be friends.”
I cock my head to the side and raise an eyebrow. I don’t see it. Cath is all tattoos and pink hair and she’s just...cool. This guy is...boring.
“I’m sorry,” I say. “But you don’t seem like someone she would hang out with.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” A pained look crosses his face as though I may have offended him.
“I don’t mean anything by it. You just...never mind.”
“I just what?”
“It’s nothing, anyway, I don’t know if Cath is in there or not. I haven’t been in myself yet.”
“Well...can I walk in there with you?”
I shake my head. “No, sorry.”
“Why not?” He demands.
“Because I don’t know you. How do I know you really used to be friends with Cath?”
He chews on his lip, his brow furrowed, looking deep in thought. Suddenly, his face brightens up a bit.
“She has a tattoo of an anchor on her right side!” He says excitedly, obviously proud that he has this information.
I shrug my shoulder. “Yeah, I haven’t seen her with her shirt off so I honestly have no idea if she really has an anchor tattoo or not.”
He shifts nervously from one foot to the other. There’s something odd about him. He’s acting a bit off, but there’s something else that I can’t quite put my finger on.
“I just want to talk to her really quickly...to say
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