Captured Secret (The Captured Series) (24 page)

Sometimes his words are my enemy. I want him. I want to come. I want to slam him inside of me over and over. I want to slam him inside of me hard. I want to slam him inside of me to make him fucking mine! I pick up the pace and it doesn’t take long until I feel the building and warmth inside me almost take over. I whimper, “Oh, God, Ty…I’m going to come. I’m so close.”

“Yeah, Baby, let go. I want to feel it.” His grip on my hips is almost painful, but God, he has this fire in his eyes, and it overwhelms me that I know it’s burning for me.

I feel that spot that I felt the first time we had sex, and grind my hips to make the head of him rub it over and over. It’s better than the first time as I feel the warmth and weight pool in my belly and core. “Oh God…Yes! Ty!…” I push out of my lips with a small amount of air. I’m moaning shit at him that I’m sure he can’t understand because I’m losing myself in this man. At this point, there are no inhibitions while I’m riding him. The friction is undeniably the best feeling I’ve ever had during sex. More aggressively, I slide over that new, very sweet spot and it draws me over the edge. The orgasm spills the weight that was so heavy and warm between my legs over and up my entire body. I moan out his name, lean over, and brace myself above his shoulders to let the sensation run all over me again and again and again. The twitching inside of me feels endless as I ride out this overwhelming orgasm. His stare is so intense. I communicate with my eyes to show him how amazing he makes me feel. I can’t imagine with all my uncontrollable moaning, he doesn’t get the picture.

The sensation subsides only to have me gasping every time he slowly thrusts into me and hits that sensitive spot over and over. Ty takes my face in his hands. “That was so intense to watch. You are so beautiful when you come.” I keep eye contact as much as I can, but with every small thrust, shoots tingles all over my body. He gives me a moment to recover. “Sit up straight, Stella. I want you to take all of me,” I push up, place my hands back on his pecs and he takes control. I feel spent and am ready to follow his lead. I’m very sure that my hips will have bruises on them tomorrow when he grabs them again to push his dick inside of me until he will go in no further. “Can you feel me?” He’s buried so deep inside, my clit is rubbing against his skin. He’s grinds our hips in a slight up and down motion. “Can you feel all of me, Stella?” He’s relentless. I don’t reply. I moan out some incoherent shit and shake my head yes. “Am I enough for you?” I can’t answer, my sensitive nub is on 100% sensory overload at the moment. He lifts his head up off the bed watching where we are joined. His eyes flick from our hips that are grinding together to my face and over again. “Answer me, Baby…I need to know that I’m enough.”

My mouth is gaping open and I am sucking in ragged breaths as my groin fills with heat from the friction at my sensitive core. “More than enough, Ty…you’re an amazing lover,” I breathe out to him. “You’re the best I’ve ever had.” The satisfied look on his face is priceless. I don’t even cry out as he shoves into me and brushes my clit one last time. My shoulders just sag as I squeeze his chest and I moan out my second orgasm. My body is racked with sensation from my head to my toes and I feel limp as he continues to push into me until I beg that I’ve had enough.

“I like that, Stella…feeling you squeezing me while you come.” His eyes are burning holes into mine. “Fuck, Baby, you have me so fucking close. I want to pound myself into you hard. You heard me, right? It’s going to be hard. Do you want to make me come, Stella?”

I shake my head yes and ease up on his chest. I was in control and still want to be. I regain my energy, remove his hands from my hips, and place them on my breasts. He pulls at my taut nipples and squeezes them hard to encourage me to move. It’s faster than before as I enjoy taking him until he hits where I end. He lays his head back down and seems to surrender to my movements. I know I’m satisfying him the harder and faster I move, so I begin shoving him deeply inside with fast motions. The noises of our skin slapping together is so effing hot that I suck in a breath between my teeth as his grip tightens on my chest. I mirror his hands on my breast as I ride him and circle my hips. Ty’s eyes close as he thrust his hips in the air to match me every time. His breathing has escalated, and now that I have seen him come a couple times, I believe that he is nearing his release. I speed up even more and slam my hips down until it borders on pain. His eyes flash open and he yells out my name. My breasts are released and he grabs my hips and pushes himself so deeply, it feels like he’s in my throat. I feel the hot jets inside as he spills himself deep in my body. His back arches and he throws his head back where I can see his Adam’s apple move every time he rakes in a breath.

His length twitches and twitches and I feel his body relax a bit. He opens those ice blue eyes, “That was perfect. God, just perfect, you are amazing.” I bend over and put my ear against his heart and listen to it beating hard in his chest. I still have my shirt on but my breasts and tummy are flush against his chest. Ty runs his fingers through my hair as I look hard at the headboard and try to reel in all this emotion. His heartbeat slows and I can feel his body relax. I’m content still being joined and just lying here quietly. “Was that what you wanted?” He whispers.

“Yes, I never knew sex could feel like that. It was exactly what I wanted. You are amazing in bed, Ty Caulder. Tell me that you will do that with me again and soon.” I giggle a bit at my desperation.

“Are you kidding? You’re about to get it again…”

“Ty! Broski! Wakey wakey shakey shakey! Let’s go for some eats! I’m freaking starving, dude!” We hear a voice coming from the living room area. I pull my head off his chest and am about to pull him out of me when Jaxon rounds the bedroom corner. “You better be up, motherfucker!” Jaxon sees Ty’s face and says, “Oh shit! I didn’t know you had a chick in here!” He turns on his heels to leave and stops with his back to us. “Why do you have a chick in there? They never stay.” His body flies back around to face us and stares me straight in the eyes. “Stella? Are you two? No, Ty…we told you not to fuck her, dude. What the hell?” His eyes dart from me then to Ty, then from my face to my breasts. Then they lock onto my breasts.

Ty grabs my boobs to cover them up. “Get out, Jaxon! Fuck! I’ll be out in a minute!”

He stands there for only another second to take in the scene and turns on his heels. “No, dude, take your fucking time. I’m outta here! You’re such a prick, Ty!” He calls walking through the flat.

“I gotta talk to him, Stella.” I roll off of Ty, and he jumps up and pulls on his black shorts. He calls out for Jaxon to stop. I can hear Jaxon bitching Ty out about sleeping with me and fucking up everyone’s friendship. When I hear the words, “It’s just sex, Jaxon,” My heart burns with hurt. I don’t want to hear any more, so I go into the bathroom and jump in the shower to drown out their conversation.

S
HOPPING
FOR
LINGERIE
IS
EXCITING
. Surprisingly, this trip I pondered what to buy more than I usually do. My question of the hour was what would Ty like? It was hard to decide, so I bought a bit more than I planned. The garter belt and stockings were an impulse buy, yet, I keep saying that I will only wear them for the boudoir shoot. I’ll admit, now that I shopped, I’m a bit nervous and excited for Emily to photograph me and actually make little ole’ me, sexy. I woke, showered and dressed to work with Ty today. I thought I’d get this done before I head over.

Yesterday was awkward after Jaxon found us practically naked and still joined. It actually ended up a nice day. I worry that Ty will change his mind about us now that Jax knows. This has most definitely been our little secret and now that it is exposed, I don’t want things to change unless it goes more toward what I want… and that’s Ty, all to myself.

He’s been so attentive and I feel like I have his undivided attention right now. Whatever shut him down for a couple days has ended. It’s been me and him and it feels good. I feel content. It felt so intimate having sex on his bed, in his room, with me on top savoring everything about him. And God, there is so much to savor. I feel all giddy that I get to spend another day with him. It may be only to work, but I’ll take it. I pray I can have my way with him again. As much as I don’t mind him pounding into me from behind, he’s showed me how damn enjoyable sex can be again and surprisingly, he cares about me being satisfied every time. I feel that rush of heat in between my legs and giggle to myself. It’s damn ridiculous that I’m soaking my panties walking out of the mall, only thinking of the man that gets me so hot and bothered.

I’ve heard that tell-tale click-click-click-click sound before. I’m not really surprised as I lay my head on the steering wheel. This car has been behaving too well for too long. It’s the starter. I’m re-thinking going into nursing school. I mean, look at me, mechanic Avery, already knowing what just went out and needs to be replaced. It’s only ten in the morning and I know Max is not going to take well that he has to repair my lovely car this early in the morning. I try to get it to turn over one last time for shits and giggles…no dice.

Not gonna be at Ty’s on time today
. I dial him up and love the sound of his morning voice on the phone. “Hey, you…make it a Tall, Large, Venti, Grande, Huge, Super, monster sized or whatever is the biggest with no cream or sugar.”

I laugh at his insinuation that I’m the one getting coffee this morning. “Stop! You’re killing me! I’m not calling about coffee, boss.” I giggle again thinking that I’m his coffee whore on the weekends. “I actually don’t know what time I’ll be in today. I’m at the mall and my car won’t start. I’m not sure what time Maxem will wake to come get me and fix it. To be honest, I didn’t even look at what was booked. It’s Sunday, so I hope it’s slow, I don’t want to leave you in a bad pinch.”

“Do you have any idea what’s wrong with it?” He sounds like my dad right now all stern and worried. “What’s it doing?”

“Positive it’s the starter. I turn the key and click-click-click-click happens and it won’t turn over.”

“And Max is there to fix it?” His voice goes up a notch. “You called him before me?”

Whoa!
“No, Ty. He’s not here. I haven’t called him yet. I called you first so you don’t expect me anytime soon.” My voice is a bit defensive.

“Why are you calling him anyway?”

“Um, because my car’s broken down, Ty. He fixes this small shit for me so it doesn’t cost me a fortune. I don’t like putting money into a car that’s barely worth a grand. And what do you care if Max fixes it anyway? He’s always fixed it for me.” I’m now beyond defensive. The bottom line is, my shit’s broke and I need help repairing it. I have to get to work this week. I need my car.

“Listen, I just don’t like that you are at the mall and broken down, okay? Don’t call Max. Go back inside until I text you, sit tight okay? And what part of the mall are you parked by?”

“I’m parked at the food court. I got here when the mall opened.” I’ve calmed down now that Mr. Hissy Fit has as well.

“I’ll be there soon for you, okay?”

“Yeah, I’m not going anywhere.”
Duh…my car won’t start.
We say goodbye and hang up. I’m not sure what all that was about. I didn’t call Ty, because what the hell does he know about fixing cars? I can’t imagine that he or his family repair their own cars. I’ve seen the way they live, and it’s not exactly grease monkey living. The coffee is steaming hot as I sit in the food court and think about him being all pissy about Max. I wonder what exactly Ty coming to the mall is going to do to help me? I’m still going to have to wait here for Max, so I feel like he just delayed my day even more.
Ugh!

Ty texts me that he’s in the parking lot and looking at my car. Walking out, I find him leaning against my hunk of shit, and talking to someone on the phone giving them our location. His smile spreads over his face as I approach and I reciprocate. It’s that genuine smile I see, showing me he is truly happy to see me. The biceps that are bulging out of his blue t-shirt as he crosses his arms has my attention as well. He tells the person that he sees them and gives more details for them to get to us. I realize it’s a tow truck. He hangs up, “Sorry, I took longer than I expected.”

I’m like furious in .05 seconds. “Tell me the tow truck is not for me? Please tell me that you did not call them for my car, Ty? I cannot afford to have it towed and I will not pay someone hundreds of dollars to have this piece of shit fixed! Here’s a great example of why I won’t call you again and I so will call Max! You just don’t get how us poor people live! I have the money, of course! But I don’t want to sink it into this!” I kick the side of my car because I am so damn pissed.

He chuckles and I spin with the upmost irritation in my eyes. “Um…are you done having a temper tantrum? I won’t lie. It’s cute, but a tad annoying.”

“No, I’m not. You just don’t get it! I don’t have anyone that’s gonna foot the bill! Maybe it’s the long and hard way to get it done, but it’s worked for me so far! Damn, why did I call you? You’re making this so much harder than Max does.”