A Night in Tyler's Arms

I pull into my driveway, shifting my car into park. I turn down the radio and turn off the ignition. I unbuckle my seatbelt; grab my purse and climb out of my car. I walk up my old front porch and the wood creaks. I pull open the screen door, fit my key into the lock and turn. Opening the door I step inside as the cool air envelops my body. I set my purse down on the mitten box in my hallway and hang my coat in the cluttered closet.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. It had been a long, hard day. Being a preschool teacher is rewarding, as well as extremely stressful. I release my breath, opening my eyes. I glance down and notice that my hardwood floors are sprinkled with red rose petals.

I turn the corner and find my bedroom door closed. I gently push it open, curious as to what lies behind it. I walk in to see my boyfriend Tyler kneeling on the carpet beside my bed. His hands rest on his thighs laying flat; palms upward. He looks delicious in his tight-fitting T-shirt and denim jeans.

“What’s this?” I ask pleasantly surprised.

His eyes remain fixed on the floor as he replies.

“I cleared my schedule for the next twenty-four hours. I’m all yours .” He says his voice is strong and steady.

I slip out of my shoes and pull the hair tie holding my ponytail until it slides down and my hair falls loose. I turn on my television and pick a playlist. Slow sensual music floats through the room.

I stand in front of him. “Stand up,” I say, placing two fingers under his chin, raising it until his eyes meet my blue ones.

He stands slowly, never breaking eye contact. My fingers play with the hem of his plain white V-neck. I let go of his shirt and hooked my fingers around his belt loops. I pull him sharply towards me. With his six-foot frame, he towers over me and I love the feeling.

His hand tentatively reached towards my face and gently tucked a strand of my red hair behind my ear. I melt at the passion and adoration I see in his eyes.

I can feel the blood pumping in my body, goosebumps forming on my skin. I place my palms flat against his strong chest and push him back until he hits the bed and falls back down sitting on it. I move closer standing between his legs. My hands snake up his arms and fall into place behind his neck.

My fingers lace into the hair at the nape of his neck and I pull gently. I watch as his eyes close and he hisses. His hands wrap around my waist pulling me closer to him, my body pressing against his. My hair falls across his shoulder and he turns his head inhaling the scent of my honey shampoo.

I grab his chin gently, pulling his attention back to me. I kiss him deeply leaning down he scoots back further onto the bed and I settle onto his lap his hands resting on my ass holding me firmly against him. I deepen the kiss by pulling his hair. I love the sound of my kiss swallowing his groans. He bites down on my lower lip and it's my turn to moan. I love the feeling of his teeth softly scraping across my lip. I grind my hips down onto his lap finding his erection through his jeans and rocking back and forth with my hips.

Tyler leans back slightly to watch my hips move against him and I can feel his eyes on my body sending chills down my spine. I love the way that he watches me, hunger burning in his eyes. Like a predator watching the prey, he’s about to devour. I grow emboldened and start to peel my shirt off as he watches his eyes fixed on me. Once my shirt has been tossed to the floor his hands travel up my jeans to the bare skin at my waist. I hiss as his skin comes into contact with mine. His fingers travel up my waist like feathers barely touching my skin. Refusing to give me what I want.

His hands rest in the middle of my back where my bra clasp lies. He pauses and looks at me for permission. I nod and he makes quick work of it and soon my bra is on the floor next to my long-forgotten shirt. His hands rest on my hips as he admires me on top of him. I flush from embarrassment but don't move to conceal my body from him. I cover his hands with mine and slowly slide them up my body until they’re covering my breasts. He starts to squeeze and knead them in his skillful hands and I gasp, throwing my head back and thrusting my chest out into his hands even more.

He sits up and starts kissing my neck and collarbone. My breath quickens, I try to suck in as much breath as possible and somehow it still doesn’t seem to be enough. His kisses turn into gentle nips and nibbles and I moan. His fingers start playing with my nipples teasing and playing with them. I start to get desperate for friction of any kind. I grind against his hips, he kisses his way up to my ear and whispers.

“Tell me what you want, baby girl.”

I whine desperately not sure if I can even form words with my brain clouded with need as it is right now.

He pinches my nipple sharply and my mind is brought back to his question. “ I want you to ravish me, Daddy.”

He wastes no time flipping us over and I land softly on my back with Tyler on top of me. He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear and I melt. He kisses my forehead before starting in on my neck again. I pull my head back giving him more access. He starts to work his way down over my collarbone and down to my breastbone. He takes my right breast in his hand and puts it into his mouth, licking and sucking gently. I moan loudly as I arch my back needing more. He nips at my nipple and I gasp for air, the sensation going straight to my core.

If my panties weren’t soaked before they are now. I’m panting when he releases my nipple from his mouth with a pop. He kisses his way across my chest and up my other breast pausing quickly to suck hard enough to leave me a pretty hickey. He slowly licks his tongue across my nipple and then blows on the wet trail of saliva sending chills down my back and making my nipples hard as rocks.

I whine wanting his hands on my body. Tyler cuts me off by kissing me deeply. He kisses his way down my body to the waistline of my jeans. I move my hands down and unbutton my pants. He playfully smacks my hands away and starts to slowly peel my jeans off of me. I start to get anxious and fidgety, needing more. Once my jeans are off he tosses them blindly onto the floor behind him. I lay in the middle of our king-sized bed left in nothing but my green satin panties and watch as he stares at me, licking his lips like a predator about to devour his prey.

My skin starts to grow warm as if it can feel his very gaze on my body and knows what’s about to happen next. A sharp shiver of anticipation runs down my spine. Tyler slowly prowls towards me, his eyes never leaving my body.

He grabs my ankles and I give a yelp of surprise as he yanks my body down to the end of the bed so that my bottom rests on the edge. He kneels between my legs and runs his fingertips gently from my ankles up to my knees and along the outside of my thighs. Out of instinct, I open my legs to him and he pulls me closer to him pressing his face against my aching center, and inhales deeply. He kisses the inside of my thighs before he loops his fingers around the fabric of my panties and gently pulls them down.

He tosses them over his shoulder and turns his attention back to me. He grabs my left ankle and kisses it lightly before putting it onto his shoulder and then repeats the process with my right. I can feel his warm breath on my core and it makes me squirm with impatience. I needed to feel his hands on my body.

I can hear him chuckle “We’re impatient today aren’t we baby girl?” His voice sounds husky like he’s trying to restrain and keep himself in control.

I gasp as his fingertips brush gently against my center playing in the wet desire they find.

“Please” I gasp my heart pounding in my chest.

Tyler looks at me making eye contact, with a grin tinged with madness and need; that sends shivers down my spine.

He slowly slips one finger inside me, never taking his eyes off of me. He licks his lips as I start to buck impatiently. He adds another finger, his pace painfully slow and deliberate. I watch as he slowly leans forward and laps gently at my clit. I throw my head back and my mouth open in a silent scream.

He chuckles as he continues to lap at me, his fingers moving slowly in and out as the tension in my body builds.

His free hand snakes under my bottom to pull me closer to him. He starts sucking on my clit and I fall apart, my body shaking as waves of ecstasy crash over me.

As my breathing returns to normal and I begin to regain control over my limbs Tyler helps me sit up on the edge of the bed as he kisses me deeply. I can taste myself on his lips.

He breaks off our kiss before I am ready and I slip off the bed and sink slowly to my knees. I smile up at him and he caresses my face. My hands are shaking as I reach out for the button on his jeans. I don’t know why it’s not like it’s the first time that we’ve been intimate in this way. For some reason though I find my heart pounding and my body trembling.

The metal button on his jeans pops out easily enough and I slowly slide down the zipper as we watch each other, our souls mixing and mingling through our eyes.

It takes every ounce of control in my body not to rip his jeans and underwear off his body and tackle him, but I was determined to make this last. So instead I slowly inched his jeans down to his ankles and he steps out of them and kicks them to the side.

I look up at him, he’s stunning standing in only his boxers, his member rock solid and straining for freedom beneath the flimsy fabric looking down at me like I am the key to his peace and happiness. I’ve never felt more loved in my life.

I tug at his boxers pulling the fabric down until his impressive manhood is exposed. My heart is beating and my breath is labored. I lick him softly tasting the precum beading off of the tip. It’s salty in my mouth and I moan wanting to taste all of him.

I hover over him keeping my lips just inches away from his velvety hardness. I take him firmly in the grasp of my hand enjoying the moan it elicits from him. I start to stroke him slowly, up and down; Kissing his thighs as my hand works. I remove my hand and start kissing the base of his hard cock, working my way up to the tip. I suck the tip hard and take him all the way into my throat. He laces his fingers into my hair and pushes me down further causing me to gag around him. I suck hard as I slowly pull myself back up to the tip.

“Fuck Babygirl! That feels so damn good!” He moans

I fall into a slow pace, his hands in my hair urging me to go deeper and deeper each time. I massage his balls causing him to jump in my mouth groaning loudly. I start moving faster, encouraged by his reaction.

I can feel he is about to cum his fingers tighten in my hair and I can feel him twitching in my mouth. I stop and look up at him innocently. He pulls my hair hard, yanking my head back. I hiss, enjoying this simple act of domination. It sends tingles down my body that settle in my soaking wet core.

“You stupid slut! Why did you stop?” He growls in my ear and my heart does a flip as my inside quiver. I love when he calls me his slut. I shiver, my nipples getting harder. He turns me around and pulls me against his naked body. His hands play with my breasts as he kisses my neck whispering into my ear.

“I asked you a question Slut, why did you stop?”

I swoon, losing my balance leaning back onto him for support. His hands feel so go as they play with my nipples pinching and pulling tenderly with just enough pain and pleasure. I moan and wriggle desperate for more. “What’s wrong my little slut doesn’t want her Daddy’s cum?” he says as one of his hands moves down to circle slowly around my clit.

I gasp trying to respond through the cloud of lust fogging over my mind. “ I, I, I want your cum inside me where it belongs Daddy” I manage to gasp out as he kisses my neck making me cry out in need of him.

He lets go of me and scoots back into the middle of the bed. I turn around to see him propped up on his arms smirking at me arrogantly and damn if it doesn’t send fire through my blood.

“Then come take it.” That is all he says to me I climb onto the bed and place myself just above him when he grabs my hips tightly stopping me. “Hold still just there like a good little slut baby girl.” I freeze as he lines himself up with my center teasing my wet folds with the tip of his cock. I whine desperate with need.

“Beg for your Daddy to let you ride him.” He says

I lose all pretense of composure and scream horsley. “Please Daddy let your desperate little slut ride you!” I shout.

“Fuck me, baby girl.” He says I slowly lower myself down onto him and moan the feeling of him filling me. I sit for a second enjoying the feeling of him inside me. He reaches up and plays with my breasts, kneading them, running his fingers over my hard nipples pinching sharply.

I jolt up at the feeling a little bit just enough for me to sink back down onto him. The friction is delicious and I keep going, rolling my hips back and forth rising and sinking onto him. My head falls back in pleasure and Daddy grabs a hold of my hands, lacing his fingers through mine to keep me from falling backward.

I ride him desperately, with no composure I bare my soul and he holds it in his hands.

“Fuck yes, Daddy!” I yell “God you fuck me so good Daddy!”

I feel the pleasure building in my body, I guide his hands to my breasts and snake my own down to my clit and with all the stimulation it only takes One, Two, Three strokes and we’re falling apart together. I dig my nails into his chest as waves of pleasure rack my body. He holds my hips tightly pulling me down so he’s completely inside me as he spills his seed.

Once the pleasure recedes, exhaustion takes over and I start to collapse onto Tyler, he catches me gently laying me down with a kiss on my forehead. He pulls out of me and pulls my body close to his. We lay tangled together listening to the sound of each other's breathing return to normal.

Finally, after a while, Tyler unlaces himself from me and walks towards our bathroom. I hear the sink run before he returns. I look to see him walking towards me with a wash rag. He gently opens my legs and cleans me up. Once done he covers me up with the blankets and changes the television from music to my favorite show. He returns to the bathroom and cleans himself up before crawling into bed with me and pulling me close so that my head rests on his chest and we drift to sleep entwined with one another.