Chapter 14 Time To Exhale

…Tyler POV… After way too many tequilas, we stumble our way to the B&B. To say that we are not completely drunk would be a blatant lie. But yet we are still very much capable of knowing what we are doing. Without warning, I try as we step through the door, I try to pick her up to carry her to bed. She giggles at my attempt, "Tyler, what are you doing?" "What does it look like? I am carrying you to bed." "Tyler put me down," she kicks and screams as I refuse to put her down. Then true to her word, we both go crashing down. I only but chuckle at her while she laughs at me. I gently take her hand and pull her up. "Let us go to bed." We both lay on top of the sheets staring at each other. Then she looks at me, "Tyler." "Yes, Jenna." "Say yes." I cock my head at her, frown out of confusion, "Yes to what?" "Can we break your rule? Just for one more night." She reaches over to me, and her hand slides around the back of my neck. I lower my head to hers, and our lips touch. At first, my lips are gentle, exquisitely careful, as if I fear bruising her. She moans at the back of her throat, begging for more; my mouth settles more firmly on hers. The taste of her, her intimate flavor affects me like a drug; I kiss her more aggressively, hunting for the deepest, sweetest taste of her. The tip of her tongue slides through my lips in silken exploration. I am stroking the slick insides of her cheeks, slow and insistent. She has never kissed me like this, feeding her rising passion. I hold her tightly and lock her full body against me. I consume her mouth with patient hunger. Her hands flutter to the sides of my face, stroking the bristle of my cheeks and jaw. I make a quiet moan in my throat. Suddenly she takes hold of my shoulders and eased her way into my body. I gently hold her, still ignoring her whimpering protest. Her gaze is locked with mine for a moment. The stillness is broken by our panting breaths. I want to possess every inch of her body and every flicker of her soul. I slowly slide from her body and come to stand in all my glory beside her. As I start to drop my pants, my erection pops out, and the expression on her face tells me that she knows that tonight she is getting this full six-seven inches. "Oh god, Tyler." "Oh, Jenna, we have not even started yet. I am going to drive you crazy then make you drop down the abyss of pleasure." I start to move my way up her body. With gentle teeth, I slide and nibble my way to her calf. My wandering hand slide up and but only tickle the edge of her sweet spot. And the moment she gasps out of pleasure, I slowly take it away; I want her to ache. I run the tip of my tongue from her inner thighs in slow but hard circles, pressing fiercely into her skin. "You have such soft skin..." I whisper as my fingers played along the inside of her thighs, driving her mad with desire. My finger turn in circles around the string of her panties. I tangle and twirl and slide them slower than honey down the hot flesh of her body and finally slipping them over her feet as eager fingers find their way back to the only place that I desire. I part her legs wide until they but only invite me to delve into her that by the mere sight is hard, and I can only smile at the thought at the rate the ache is throbbing. She will beg. Then I twirl my tongue in circles as I edge my tongue inches and inches deeper inside her. With each turn, I hear her purr like a cat. Then I push harder and slip every length of my tongue into her tightness. She squirms underneath me as she lets out a roaring moan. …Jenna POV… He moves up my trembling body and settles his mouth upon mine, robbing me of thought. As he speaks between long, drugging kisses that consume my senses, he cups one cheek in a strong, warm hand and meets my gaze with a searing look. He kisses me again, growling low in the back of his throat. My hands find their way into his thick, dark hair as he catches my bottom lip in his teeth, nibbling and licking at it until I think I might perish from the intensity of the feeling. I whimper at the sensation, and he rewards the sound by deepening the kiss, giving me everything I desire. With a wicked grin, he cheekily flips me around. Positioning himself behind me, he wastes no time at all, pushing his hard length to my entrance. Leaning my upper body back, I hook my arm around his neck and kiss him again, and he edges himself into me. The sense of being filled from this position is almost too much. He takes one of my ass cheeks and lifts it slightly so he can ease himself all the way in. I could feel every inch of him along my tight walls. He feels heavenly. As I look back at him and cradle his neck in my hand, he starts to explore my breasts. Molding his hand to them and massaging my already erect nipples. I lean forward away from him so he could take me deeper. He slowly slides in and out of me; I look back as he moves to lift himself over me. It is deep this way, he hits my sweet spot perfectly, and it is almost too much for me to cope with. He knows what he is doing; I see the mischievous grin on his lips and can't help but smile back. I feel myself build again; a flash of heat spreads over my body from my stomach. It feels like my entire body is blushing. Keeping still, I feel the tip of his throbbing erection hit the core of me over and over again. He positions his erection at my entrance again and slowly drops me down, impaling me on his hard length. Spreading my legs wide again, he thrusts up into me; the feeling of him pushing all the way inside me, filling me right to the top, is deliciously tight. I heave in passion, my resisting flesh split, and he slides into me. He keeps up the rhythm relentlessly. With each stroke, he slides his hot throbbing flesh completely into me. He drives in deeper, with each thrust increasing pace. He can no longer resist the increasing pressure, pushing him into me even deeper. With one final thrust, he shudders and explodes inside of me. I can feel him spill into my moist depths. He pulls me against him and begins gyrating and grinding himself into me. I heave and convulse into a chain of explosions. As we lay and wait for the room to slow down from the raging high, I stare into his deep brown eyes; there is a look that I cannot place. Before I can even think, I speak to him from the depths of my heart. "Tyler." "Yes, Jenna?" "I think I am in love with you." He does not answer me back, and I have no idea how to undo what I have just said. So I only but turn around and close my eyes. The next morning when I wake, he is not next to me; he has left a note saying I must meet him at the truck. And as I get there, it is as if I great a stranger. "Morning, Tyler." "Hi," is the only word that leaves his mouth. We get back on the road and drive in complete silence for the entire drive home. When we finally get home, I get out of the truck and make my way to the back to my place. There is every part of me that hopes that he would call my name, but he does not once say a single word. The further I get, the more my heart breaks. Just before I reach a point where I can almost hear nothing at all, I listen to him talk to himself. "For fuck sakes." I ran away from a doomed relationship to catch my breath, to find myself, and live my life. It makes me run to the ends of the world where no one can find me. Here I find a man with no strings attached, hot as hell, and a sex drive to match my own. I break his rule, not once, but twice. He makes love to me as I have never experienced before. Just as I think I can stop catching my breath and exhale, I fall in love with him.