Out of Darkness (10 page)

“Just keep doing what you’re doing, don’t stop,” she panted as she increased the speed of her hips against the hardness of his cock.

His body tightened as she panted with each lift of her hips, each grind of her pussy against him, he wanted this so badly for her. Her breath came faster and faster as she wound her arms tighter around his neck, using them to help the up and down motion.

“Give it to me, c’mon baby,” he encouraged her.

Her nails cut into his neck so hard, he was sure she drew blood, but the bite of pain was fine with him. He held her body, strung tight as a bow as she fought for the orgasm that appeared to be just out of her reach. Frustration was beginning to take over, he could tell. It set just beyond the cusp of her reach. Her face screwed up, and he could see tears come to her eyes.

“Touch yourself,” he instructed her. “Don’t worry about me, get yourself off.”

His deep voice was a caress against her skin, causing goose bumps to appear along her arms and legs. Before, she would have clammed up, embarrassed to do this in front of someone else, but she needed this
so
bad. Unclasping her hands from around his neck, she brought her finger to his mouth, pushing it against his lips. He swirled his tongue around it, sucking before letting it go with a loud pop. Hooded eyes met his as she took the finger and moved it down to the middle of her body. He could feel it, her finger strumming against her clit, and it made him hot, hotter than anything else ever had.

With a growl, he clamped his teeth and shut the door on his own needs. This was completely about her. He could feel her body tightening again as her finger increased its speed. Bringing his hands up around the back of her body, he dropped her back in a dip, closing his lips again around her nipple. The angle did it and he knew as soon as he shifted her that it did.

“Oh Tyler,” she cried, the tension flowing from her body as she tightened her thighs around his hips.

“Give it to me,” he instructed and held her as she rode it out.

When she was finally done, she collapsed against him, tears streaming down her face.

Chapter Thirteen

T
yler felt the warmth of the tears that Meredith continued to shed on his bare chest. She had immediately collapsed against him and had snuggled up so tightly to him, he didn’t want to let her go. Even though she still cried, it had slowed considerably and her breathing had evened out, matching his.

“Thank you,” she whispered, running the back of her hand across her nose.

“Hey,” he caught her chin, tipping it so that he could look into her eyes. She felt his hand come up behind her head and tangle in her hair to keep her steady. “The pleasure was all mine. You are one hot piece of ass,” he teased.

She gave a very unladylike snort that caused a smile to spread across his face. “I can still feel how hard you are,” she wiggled against him.

“Doesn’t matter,” he shook his head. “This has been the most pleasure I’ve ever had. You let me worry about how hard I am.”

That didn’t sound fair to her, almost like he was taking something away that should be hers. “What if I wanted to help you, the way you helped me.”

For the first time, panic flared in his eyes. “I think maybe this time, I should work this out on my own,” he told her carefully, reaching down to adjust himself.

It was cute, as a smile curved along her face. Her eyes looked up to him and just like that she took on the role of seductress. “Do I at least get to watch?”

Good God, she was going to kill him. “If you want.”

Untangling her body from his, she lay on her stomach facing him, obviously ready for a show.

“You’re making me feel like I’m just a piece of meat,” he joked as he stood up and took off his shirt.

“What a fine piece you are,” she went right along with him. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask if she should run and get a dollar bill when it hit her right in the gut. Her attacker had thrown that dollar bill at her in disgust.

“You alright?” he asked, noticing her face lose its color.

This was important. This was one of those times in life when a conscious decision is made about your past and future. Would she continue to let her past affect her present, thereby affecting her future? She couldn’t let it anymore and she knew she had to let it go.

“I’m fine. You just keep stripping your hot body bare,” she whooped, hoping to cover up the misstep she’d just had.

He hadn’t missed the dead look in her eye, the panic and despair that had resided there for just a split second. Whatever it was, he wouldn’t question it and he’d do whatever she asked. He wondered if he had triggered her by accident and tucked that question in his pocket for a later time. He didn’t need to know what it was, but he wanted to know if he did something involuntarily to cause her pain. Moving his hands to the button his jeans, he raised his eyebrows.

“You sure you can handle this?”

The teasing was everything she needed. Laughing she sat up on her knees. “Show me all you got.”

He made a big show of taking his jeans off and throwing them on the chair next to his cut. The boxer briefs he wore underneath outlined his manhood well. She could tell he was gifted, hopefully he was talented to. When the time came for that. The little joke caused her to giggle.

“You’re killin’ me here baby. I’m strippin’ and I’m down to my underwear and I’m hard as stone and you’re laughin’? My self-esteem just took a huge nose dive.”

His southern accent was much more pronounced now, a true indicator of just how turned on he was.

She shook her head, “Just a little joke I told myself. As big as you look, I realize you’re gifted, but are you talented too?”

Taking off his underwear, he flicked it behind him and sauntered over to the bed. “I have no problem showing you just how talented I am at a later date,” he promised, his large hand going to where his cock stood at attention.

She watched, not taking her eyes off his hand. When she’d told him that she wasn’t very sexually experienced, she hadn’t been lying. This was one of the things she’d never watched, never participated in. Embarrassment rode high on her cheeks, but she promised herself she would see this through. His large hand stroked up and down along the smooth skin of his shaft, gathering the drop of clear fluid that had beaded on the end and smearing it back along as he stroked down.

The heat in her eyes was enough to burn him. She was so intent on what he was doing that he felt like he could explode at any moment. Her tongue came out to wet her bottom lip, and he felt it on the tip of his dick. He moaned, throwing his head back.

Meredith wondered if he realized how gorgeous he looked standing there in front of her. His feet were planted apart, his stomach muscles tightened in anticipation of what was to come, the veins on his arms sticking out as his hand gripped the hardest part of him. It was like the two of them were in a haze and it made everything that much hotter.

“You’ve got me so worked up,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “I’m glad I didn’t get a chance to get inside you, I’d have embarrassed myself.”

That burned her hotter than anything else he could have ever said to her. At this moment in time, she wanted him inside her, but she knew it’d be a mistake. Using her knees to walk over to him, she pressed them together so that the tip of him rubbed against her belly. She wasn’t sure how this would feel, but she knew she wanted to feel him. As much of him as she could, regardless of the feelings it brought to the surface.

She leaned down, running her tongue around his nipple, much in the same manner as he’d done with her. The hiss that left his mouth gave her encouragement to do it again, this time using her teeth to nip at the tight skin.

“Goddamn,” he mumbled, his hand moving faster along his length.

Remembering what he’d said to her and how hot it’d made her, she stood up on her knees and put her lips to his ear. “Give it to me, Tyler,” she whispered, letting her teeth run along his earlobe.

His whole body tightened, and he growled as she felt the heat of his release splatter against her belly. Surprisingly, it didn’t disgust her, it didn’t make her feel cheap. It made her feel hot, it turned her on again.

Leaning back, she looked up into his eyes and smiled as he heaved deep breathes, trying to regulate himself back to normal.

“For someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing when it comes to sex, baby, you’ve rocked my world, and we haven’t even gotten to the good stuff yet.”

A feeling of accomplishment washed over her. Maybe she wasn’t so bad at any of this. Maybe she’d just needed someone to pull it out of her.

“What do you say we go take a shower?” she asked, hopping off the bed, not even bothering to wipe herself off.

He ran a hand over his eyes. “Shower? Sounds good.” He seemed a bit out of it, and that was the best gift of all.

Chapter Fourteen

I
took back a major part of myself today. The part of myself that had been missing. I let Tyler touch me in ways that I’ve never let a human being touch me before. Both physical and emotional. It feels like a part of me has healed. That gaping hole that was once in my stomach – causing all those jitters – it’s gone. I’m happy and ready. Ready to move on. Ready to find my rapist. I just need to figure out how to tell other people. What if they try to talk me out of it?

“You warm enough?”

His deep voice caused so many feelings in her now. He wasn’t just the man who protected her now. He was her lover and it felt so right. The mere fact that she was writing in her journal – in his arms – and trusting him not to be nosey, said an awful lot about how far she had come.

“Sure am,” she assured him lazily.

It had started raining, and she told him how much she loved the rain in the country and how it sounded against the tin of his roof. He’d suggested they go out back where he had a covered porch and a swing. He’d given her a pair of his sweats and a sweatshirt, and he’d grabbed a blanket for them to snuggle under. She now lay, cuddled against his lap as he used his toe to swing them back and forth.

“I can’t believe you have this back here, I never pictured you as the type.”