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push him past the thought of what he was getting himself into. He nibbled at her bottom lip as his hand gripped her hip, holding her still so he could slide inside of her.
“Tyler––”
It was a soft plea; asking, begging, wanting for him to be inside her. And he gave her what she wanted.
He slid in slowly, taking his time to let her adjust before he pulled out. He moaned when he was all the way in, and felt her insides clench around him.
“Fuck!” he said, while moaning again as he pulled out and pushed back in.
He started on a slow, steady pace, pushing her closer with every thrust.
He could feel his body start to tense and his release approaching at the sound of her moans. His hands roamed up her body, over her breasts, and gripped her wrists, pulling her arms up over her head.
Pinning her with his hands, their fingers intertwined and locked together, he started pushing faster as he nibbled on the soft skin below her ear.
“Grace, you feel so good! I don’t want to stop.”
“Don’t stop! Fuck me harder!” she whispered between moans as her lips brushed against his neck.
He tightened his grip on her fingers as a growl vibrated deep from his chest, and he pushed himself in deeper, slamming into her, hard, just the way she wanted it.
“Say it again, tell me to fuck you!”
“Fuck me Tyler! Fuck me!”
He bit down on her shoulder, groaning as she clenched down around him and her legs began to quiver. He knew she was close, and he pulled out only to thrust right back into her. Her back arched, pushing her hips up to meet his thrust, pushing him in deeper. Her body was crashing, falling, flying into bliss. His last thrust ignited a pleasure that took over her body. With her hips writhing and her moans in his ear, he pulled out again and held his position, watching her fall apart underneath him before he slid deeply into her one last time and found his own release. And that was enough to send Grace exploding into pleasure with her own orgasm.
They both lay still, trying to regain the strength to move. His head rested on her shoulder and his hands rubbed her arms. He thought to himself, what the fuck just happened? One minute he was telling himself he wanted to be alone, and the next minute he found himself in bed with the woman who had been driving him crazy for the past two weeks. He could feel her heart beating; quick, strong, steady beats as he kissed the base of her neck where it was pulsating.
The room was quiet. It was dark outside and a storm had rolled in. The only gentle noise came from a buoy in the harbor, the rain falling on the roof, and Grace’s heartbeat in Tyler’s ear. He knew every sound and creak of the house since he spent most nights awake, lying in bed thinking about his life and what went wrong. For once, his mind wasn’t running a mile a minute. The only thing on his mind right now was how much he was enjoying this moment and the feeling of Grace in his arms. It had been a long time since he let himself feel anything. The last few months he walked around feeling numb—feeling lost as if he were walking around in a fog—until now.
“Are you alright,” he said as he pulled his shirt over his head and searched the room for the rest of his clothes. Grace was the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on; he was completely mesmerized by her body. He watched her as she got dressed, never taking his eyes off her.
“Yeah, you’re sweet Tyler. I really had a good time with you tonight. I want you to know I don’t normally
do this. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone, or even on a date. Denny was my last . . .”
He walked across the room to where she was standing and took her hand in his. “Grace, you don’t have to explain anything to me. You are an amazing, beautiful woman, and Denny is an ass for letting you go. I have to tell you, I was not looking for this when I came to Bar Harbor, but the night I saw you at Geddy’s made me want to know more
“Tyler––”
It was a soft plea; asking, begging, wanting for him to be inside her. And he gave her what she wanted.
He slid in slowly, taking his time to let her adjust before he pulled out. He moaned when he was all the way in, and felt her insides clench around him.
“Fuck!” he said, while moaning again as he pulled out and pushed back in.
He started on a slow, steady pace, pushing her closer with every thrust.
He could feel his body start to tense and his release approaching at the sound of her moans. His hands roamed up her body, over her breasts, and gripped her wrists, pulling her arms up over her head.
Pinning her with his hands, their fingers intertwined and locked together, he started pushing faster as he nibbled on the soft skin below her ear.
“Grace, you feel so good! I don’t want to stop.”
“Don’t stop! Fuck me harder!” she whispered between moans as her lips brushed against his neck.
He tightened his grip on her fingers as a growl vibrated deep from his chest, and he pushed himself in deeper, slamming into her, hard, just the way she wanted it.
“Say it again, tell me to fuck you!”
“Fuck me Tyler! Fuck me!”
He bit down on her shoulder, groaning as she clenched down around him and her legs began to quiver. He knew she was close, and he pulled out only to thrust right back into her. Her back arched, pushing her hips up to meet his thrust, pushing him in deeper. Her body was crashing, falling, flying into bliss. His last thrust ignited a pleasure that took over her body. With her hips writhing and her moans in his ear, he pulled out again and held his position, watching her fall apart underneath him before he slid deeply into her one last time and found his own release. And that was enough to send Grace exploding into pleasure with her own orgasm.
They both lay still, trying to regain the strength to move. His head rested on her shoulder and his hands rubbed her arms. He thought to himself, what the fuck just happened? One minute he was telling himself he wanted to be alone, and the next minute he found himself in bed with the woman who had been driving him crazy for the past two weeks. He could feel her heart beating; quick, strong, steady beats as he kissed the base of her neck where it was pulsating.
The room was quiet. It was dark outside and a storm had rolled in. The only gentle noise came from a buoy in the harbor, the rain falling on the roof, and Grace’s heartbeat in Tyler’s ear. He knew every sound and creak of the house since he spent most nights awake, lying in bed thinking about his life and what went wrong. For once, his mind wasn’t running a mile a minute. The only thing on his mind right now was how much he was enjoying this moment and the feeling of Grace in his arms. It had been a long time since he let himself feel anything. The last few months he walked around feeling numb—feeling lost as if he were walking around in a fog—until now.
“Are you alright,” he said as he pulled his shirt over his head and searched the room for the rest of his clothes. Grace was the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on; he was completely mesmerized by her body. He watched her as she got dressed, never taking his eyes off her.
“Yeah, you’re sweet Tyler. I really had a good time with you tonight. I want you to know I don’t normally
do this. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone, or even on a date. Denny was my last . . .”
He walked across the room to where she was standing and took her hand in his. “Grace, you don’t have to explain anything to me. You are an amazing, beautiful woman, and Denny is an ass for letting you go. I have to tell you, I was not looking for this when I came to Bar Harbor, but the night I saw you at Geddy’s made me want to know more
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