Be With Me

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need some air,
I’ll be right back.” I stood from the table and went
outside.
    Why would my mother lie to
me? What was she proving by telling me that he was dead…if he
really wasn’t? I was so damn confused, and frightened. What if he
came back? And what if he knew I was here?
    “Hey they are trying to
close up for the day; we can come back tomorrow and look some more
if you want.”
    “I really don’t expect to
find anything; it’s just a dead end Tyler.”
    “Okay well, why don’t we
have some dinner? The local diner is down the street.” He
suggested.
    “I think I want to stay in
tonight, this is just too much to process right now. I have some
stuff we could cook at the house.”
    “Alright, staying in it
is.”
    We drove in separate
vehicles back to my parents’ home. It was strange, but I actually
missed being close to Tyler, he was sort of becoming a safety
blanket for me in the short time that I’d known him.
    When we arrived back to
the house we parked our cars, and entered the house. I went
straight to the kitchen and started pulling out things that I’d
stocked the fridge with.
    “So what’s on the menu
tonight?” He asked.
    “Um, I have some chicken,
some salad, and that’s about it.”
    “I’m sure we can make do
with that. Why don’t you go take a shower and get freshened up and
I’ll start cooking.”
    “Sounds like a plan. And
Tyler, thank you for helping me today.”
    He smiled back at me as I
left the kitchen to head upstairs. He was right; I needed a nice
long shower to clear my head of the confusion I now found myself
in.
    When I reached the
bathroom I threw off my clothes and started the shower. I pinned my
hair on top of my head and waited until the water was filling the
room with steam. I stepped under the soothing spray of water and my
body nearly melted with relief. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been
standing there, but I was pulled out of my daze when I heard a
knock on the door.
    “Yeah?” I
yelled.
    “Hey, dinner is ready, are
you almost finished in there?” Tyler asked.
    I wanted to be finished,
but I also wanted to stand there forever, just letting the water
slide over my weary body. But what I really wanted was company,
there in the shower.
    “Um, just about done. Can
you bring me my robe off the bed? I forgot it.”
    I didn’t forget it, but I
wanted an excuse for him to come in. I heard his footsteps to the
bedroom, and then the bathroom door creak open. The thought that he
was just beyond the shower curtain sent my libido up in
flames.
    “It’s here on the
counter.”
    “Tyler wait, don’t go.” I
breathed.
    I stood there and heard
nothing but silence, where was he? Did he drop the robe and
leave?
    Suddenly the shower
curtain flung back and there stood Tyler in all of his naked manly
glory. I couldn’t help but stare at the sight before me. Every
muscle was taught with tension and his cock was already bobbing
upward fully erect.
    “Want some company?” He
smiled.
    I nodded, and he stepped
under the steaming spray of water with me. He reached behind him
and pulled the curtain closed, the next thing I knew he was pulling
me roughly against his chiseled chest, and his lips were crashing
over mine. Damn this man. He was getting under my skin like a pesky
splinter, and I didn’t have the proper tools to remove him. I
wanted him, needed him.
    Once his lips become free
of mine, he pulled himself back and stared into my eyes. I wasn’t
sure what it was that made me feel so damn vulnerable with this
man, but it wasn’t something I had any sort of power
over.
    “Turn around and face
forward.” He commanded.
    I did as he told, and
faced away from him. He reached around and cupped my breasts in his
massive hands, and then let one hand slide lower. I stood there
helpless as he toyed with the top of my sex, making my legs weak,
and my brain turn to mush.
    “Bend forward.” He
whispered.
    Normally I would have
rejected such demands from another person, but

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