Make Me Forget (5 page)

“Don’t do it,” he cautioned playfully. “I hate being tickled.”

Of course, Paige did it again.

In the blink of an eye, she was underneath him. Heat immediately seared through her body. The full moon shined in the window, allowing Paige to see Tyler’s heated expression. It awakened a passion in her she wasn’t sure she had ever felt before. She wiggled her arms free and reached for him, needing him to be close to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and pulled him down on top of her. He tucked his arms under her back, and she welcomed his weight. In a tight embrace, they kissed like there was no tomorrow. Because in reality, there wasn’t anything for them past the weekend.

Tyler clicked on the small bedside table lamp and grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer. He quickly rolled it on and thrust into her. She loved the way he filled her—making her feel so full and complete. Her mind turned off as he played with her clit, bringing all of her senses and nerve endings into toe-curling mode.

Paige cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples, mixing the pleasure-pain sensation with the fullness of Tyler’s cock inside her.

“That’s so hot. Touch yourself more, Paige.”

Paige stuck her fingers into her mouth then slowly pulled them out, swirling her tongue around her fingertips. Tyler watched her intensely. He groaned at the scene playing out before him. She moved her hand down to her clit and circled her wet fingers around, teasing the swollen nub. Tyler continued to watch every movement she made. He reached for her legs and put them over his shoulders so he could get a better view. Holding on to her hips, he pushed his cock deep inside her then pulled almost all the way out before repeating the erotic motions. He was slow and deliberate at first. But when the passion they were sharing became overpowering, his thrusts turned hard and fast.

Her legs began to quiver, and her muscles tightened around his dick.

“Come with me, beautiful,” he softly demanded.

His words sent a shock through her body as an orgasm hit her hard, bringing him right along for the ride.

She had just met the man and was astounded by how well Tyler knew her body already, perhaps better than she did. With the way he kissed her and pleased her, she was beginning to lose her inhibitions. She was starting to feel like she could conquer the world. Tyler made her melt and feel strong all with the same touch.

* * * *

Tyler woke up the next morning with the beautiful Paige snuggled up beside him. He brushed her hair from her face and slowly ran his fingers through it. He could stare at her for hours and was finally starting to feel less creepy about it. Yesterday had been more than amazing. It had been mind-blowing. The initial attraction he’d felt toward her was much stronger than he’d realized—and much deeper. He couldn’t focus on the future right now. A future for them wasn’t possible. Or was it? Thoughts of leaving Australia popped into his head, but then so did the faces of his students. The proud feeling he got when he was teaching and coaching them rushed through him. He admired the principal, teachers and the staff. They were completely dedicated, not just to the school system, but to the entire community. It wasn’t like that in other schools, especially ones with so many students. Other schools were run more by politics than education. Not this one. Every kid had a name and a story, not just a number. Tyler squeezed his eyes shut to try to control the mix of emotions running through him.
I just met her. I’ve got to slow down these feelings and just enjoy her.
He would stay in the moment because right now, she was his…at least for the rest of the weekend.

“Mmmm,” she muttered. “Morning.”

“Good morning.” He kissed her forehead and continued playing with her hair. By the way she was purring, she was definitely one of those women who liked their hair being played with. “Will you spend the day with me?”

“I would love to. What do you have in mind?”

“Feel like being adventurous?” Tyler asked with hope in his voice.

Paige snickered. Apparently, she wasn’t feeling very adventurous. She looked up at his face. Tyler gave her the biggest puppy dog eyes he could muster.

She giggled. “Fine. That look was kind of pathetic but pretty damn adorable,” she admitted, and Tyler gave her a sexy smile. “Just don’t let me die. My publisher would really have my ass.”

Tyler chuckled. “I promise I won’t let anything happen to you. If something did, the rest of my stay here wouldn’t be as much fun,” he joked. “I’ll go make us breakfast.”

“Yeah, with
my
food!”

“This is true.” Tyler winked at her and got out of bed. He shuffled out of the room.

“Aren’t you going to put some clothes on?” She called.

“Nah, I don’t like to wear clothes when I’m home,” he shouted from the kitchen. He could hear Paige laughing, and he absolutely fucking loved it.

Tyler busied himself around the kitchen making French toast with some fresh fruit. He had a huge smile on his face. He couldn’t wait to spend the day with her. He planned to take her to the beach and show her around Montauk for a bit. He had a feeling that no matter what they did, they would certainly have a lot of fun together.

“Breakfast is almost ready,” he announced. He heard her making her way into the kitchen.

She wrapped her warm hands around his waist and kissed his shoulder. “Oh, breakfast smells wonderful,” she praised, trying to peek around him to get a glimpse of the masterpiece he was preparing.

Tyler leaned back and turned his head to kiss her. He noticed she was naked too. “You don’t like to wear clothes at home either?”

“No, I just don’t like to wear clothes when I am with you,” she admitted and showered his back with more kisses. She moved her hands farther down. She wrapped them around his cock and slowly stroked him.

“Damn. As great as that feels, you need to eat for what I have in store for you today. You’ll need the energy. Plus, this is my secret recipe.”

Paige moved away with a sexy smile on her face.

He grabbed the two plates he’d prepared and set them on the kitchen table. He sat down, carefully trying not to bump his now erect cock on the wooden table, and began cutting up his food. He looked up and saw Paige still standing beside him, staring down at him.

“Aren’t you going to sit and eat?”

“Yes, but I have something else in mind.” She opened the condom he’d seen her set on the table when she’d first come into the kitchen and rolled it onto him. She lifted her leg and straddled him on the kitchen chair. Then she centered herself on his cock.

Tyler’s head fell back. He was in awe at how fucking perfect it felt to be inside her. She reached around to scoop up a piece of French toast and fed him a bite, then herself. She moaned and moved up and down on his shaft. His taste buds and sense of touch were in overdrive. Taking more bites of French toast and fruit, she alternated feeding him, eating and grinding against him.

He had never eaten while having sex before, but it was erotic to combine such a simple, daily task with the joys of having mind-blowing sex with a beautiful woman—or maybe it was all Paige.

Paige began riding him faster. Forgetting about the food for now, Tyler sucked and nibbled on her perfect tits. He swore she tasted better than the most delectable food in the world. He could feast on her every day.

She wrapped one arm around him. She reached behind her with the other and played with his balls, kneading them with the perfect amount of pressure.

Tyler moaned. “Oh fuck, Paige. You know exactly how to touch me.”

Her nails dug into his back as she panted. Her pussy muscles tightened around him, and she shouted his name.

Tyler watched Paige closely as her orgasm took over her body. She leaned her head back, her hair brushing his arm. Arching her spine, she rubbed against him in such an erotic rhythm. It captivated him.

Coming down from her peak, she cupped his face, and their eyes met.

“Look at me, Tyler. Please don’t close your eyes.”

He knew what she was asking. Looking into her mesmerizing green eyes while he was having an orgasm was incredibly intimate. It was something he’d never done before, but with her, it felt right. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, basking in the moment. She thrust her hips and clenched her muscles around him. The feeling of her wet pussy milking him sent him over the edge.

“Oh God, you are so fucking beautiful, Paige,” he panted as his cum spurted out, filling the condom.

“You are one sexy, passionate man, Tyler Barrow.” She kissed him and licked his lips. “I’ve never had kitchen chair sex before. I like it,” Paige said breathlessly, with a smile.

“Just
liked
it? I don’t think I will ever be able to eat French toast again without thinking about you and kitchen chair sex.” Tyler smirked, making Paige laugh.

“Okay, I more than
liked
it. It was a phenomenal way to start the morning.”

“Yes, much better than having a crazy woman screaming at me with a knife,” he kidded. Paige apologized and kissed his lips. “I’m kind of happy that crazy woman was you though,” he admitted, feeling his heart getting involved. This weekend fling with Paige was becoming more than just a physical attraction, no matter how much Tyler would deny it. He truly enjoyed her—everything about her.

He gently tucked her hair behind her right ear. Tyler took her mouth for another hungry kiss. He patted her bottom and Paige got up. Tyler went to the bathroom and threw away the condom. When he returned to the kitchen, Paige was sitting with her legs crossed on the chair, finishing her breakfast. He smiled at how comfortable she seemed to be—and how perfect.

“So what’s on the agenda for today?” she asked.

“I thought we could go to the beach first, then I want to show you around Montauk. It’s a pretty awesome town. So when we’re done with breakfast, we can put our swimsuits on and go across the street for a bit. I figure before we head into town, we can stop back here real fast to change our clothes.”

Paige nodded in agreement. She finished devouring her French toast.

“Thank you again for breakfast. It was amazing,” she said as she wiped her mouth.

Tyler’s lips curved up.
Yes, it was amazing…in more ways than one.

They cleaned up the dishes and got ready. Tyler carried his surfboard under one arm. Paige had a bag with some towels and water slung over her shoulder. Hand in hand, they strolled across the street. As soon as they hit the sand, Paige stopped and took off her flip-flops. He watched her continue on with her shoes in her hands and a little spring in her step.
Did I cause that or is it the fact that we are at the beach—a place to play?

* * * *

Tyler was determined to get her into the water and hopefully teach her the fundamentals of surfing.

After learning Paige could indeed swim, he found out she just didn’t like the unknown creatures swimming around in the ocean.

“Tyler, there are sharks out there,” she stated, nervously biting her lip.

“Yes, there are,” he said as a matter of fact, pulling her into his embrace. “Among a lot of other beautiful creatures, you being the most beautiful if you just go out there with me.”

She looked up at him. He gently dragged his finger down her cheek, reassuring her that he was there to protect her.

“Come on, it will be fun. I promise.” He gave her the pathetic puppy dog face again.

Paige let out an uneasy laugh but finally caved in.

They started their swim. Once they were out far enough, he gave her a quick rundown. His plan was to ride some small waves with her so she could get her balance and a feel for the surfboard.

They were both straddling the board. Tyler was still giving her pointers, but the look in her eyes said she wasn’t paying attention.

He gave her a sexy smirk. “Are you even paying attention to anything I’m saying?”

Paige laughed. “I have a confession to make. I actually know how to surf. The crazy thing is, I have never surfed in an ocean.”

Tyler gave her a strange look.

“I used to surf in one of those wave pools all the time. I loved it. But knowing there are fish swimming all around me freaks me out.”

Tyler chuckled. He was fascinated by this woman, and fascinated by these wave pools. Why didn’t they have those by him? Surely the waves weren’t large, but it would still be fun.

“Are you ready to try this with me?” he asked while searching out the perfect wave to ride.

When she didn’t answer him, he shifted his attention back to her and found the most tantalizing grin on her face.

“I would rather try something else out here with you,” she said, using quite the suggestive tone.

Tyler’s lips curved up.
God, this woman is something else.

They scooted closer together and met for a soft, slow kiss. Paige’s lips were warm from the sun with a hint of salt from the ocean. Tyler put his hands on her hips and carefully moved her closer, trying not to throw off their balance on the surfboard. She dragged her tongue over his lower lip, slowly teasing it, coercing him to open his mouth. He willingly obliged.

He felt Paige shift her legs, throwing the board off balance. He abruptly ended the kiss, shifting his weight to counter hers and keep them from toppling over.

They laughed.

“We should probably get in the water for this.”

She nodded. “Maybe you can make me forget about the fish and help me conquer my fear?”

They shared another laugh and slid off the surfboard. With one hand each on the board, steadying themselves, they lightly treaded water.

Paige maneuvered her hand down Tyler’s board shorts. The contact of her smooth, wet fingers encompassing his cock immediately made him go from semi-erect to rock hard. He was beginning to realize every part of his body wanted her attention—wanted her.

Tyler pushed aside her bikini bottoms and found her clitoris. He circled his fingers over it, feeling the rhythm of Paige’s touch match his. He slid them farther down, plunging them inside her, using his palm to continue pleasuring her now swollen clit. After a few minutes, Paige was moving her hips against his hand and moaning his name.