“Not a chance in hell.”
“Why not?” She smiled. “I’ve slept with a massage therapist before. They’re very good in bed.”
“You also married and divorced one.”
“Oh, yeah. Good call.” She tapped her lip. “Not a good move. Goodnight, Harlow.”
“Goodnight.”
I waited until she shut the door to her bedroom. I needed to do something about the never-ending ache between my thighs.
Slipping under a blanket, I mentally rewound to my time in Florida. Then I rummaged around my purse for the vibrator.
Shit. Where is it?
Just as I grasped it, my cell phone rang. Tyler.
I stared at it as it went to voicemail.
He called me again.
And again.
In the middle of the third call, my horniness got the best of me.
“Yes?” I answered.
“Am I interrupting something?” His deep voice turned me on with ease.
“Yes,” I said. “I was sleeping.”
“You sound wide-awake to me.” There was a smile in his voice. “Good to know that even after all these years, you’re still a terrible liar.”
I swallowed, letting his sentence hang in the air unaddressed.
His light laughter shattered the silence. “Are you going to ask me what I’m doing?”
“No. You called me.”
“I can’t sleep.” He gave me the answer anyway. “I’m up thinking about fucking you.”
“Well…” I gripped my vibrator with my other hand. “I hope you find something that can help you with that.”
“Or someone,” he said. “Be honest with me. Were you really sleeping?”
“No.”
“Were you thinking about fucking me, too?”
“Maybe.”
“I’ll take that as a yes, then. Is it too late for me to come over?”
“No, but you can’t.”
“Why not?”
“I’m spending the night on your sister’s couch for the next few days.” I lowered my voice as if she could hear me. “By the way, she’s mad at you for not helping with the groomsmen cards.”
“Hmmm.” He ignored that last line completely. “If I drove over right now, would you get into my car?”
“I just said that Chelsea’s mad at you.”
“Would you get into my car, Harlow?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” he said. “I’m already outside. Come see me when you’re ready.”
He ended the call, and I rolled off the couch without a second thought. I didn’t bother changing my pajama shorts. Putting on a thin jacket, I slid my feet into a pair of sweater boots.
Within seconds, I tiptoed past the front door.
The lights of a black BMW flashed across the street, and I walked down the steps.
Tyler stepped out, opening the passenger door for me. I sat on the heated seats and waited for him to return to his side.
“I didn’t think you would actually come out.” He smiled, leaning back in his chair. “I was waiting for you to text me an excuse.”
“I came out to give it to you personally.”
He raised his eyebrow.
“I’m not sure how many times I have to say this to get through to you, but you’re my best friend’s little brother.”
“You keep saying that like I’m sixteen years old.”
“Since you brought it up, you are six years younger than me …”
“You didn’t seem to mind that when I was finger fucking you a few days ago.”
“Anyway.” I felt my cheeks burning. ‘The fact that I’m even out here says that I have some deep character flaws that I need to work on, so … I think we should stop this while we’re ahead, place the resort incident in the same box where the dorm room kiss in, and move on with our lives.”
“Is that all?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “Anything you want to say before I go back inside?”
“Yeah.” He unzipped his pants. “Come sit on my dick.”
I sucked in a breath as he pulled it from his briefs. Thick and hard, it stood at full attention, tempting me to taste it.
Leaning over, I pressed my lips against his tip—slowly darting my tongue against him.
He pressed a button on his side, letting his sit recline as I opened wide and slowly took him into my mouth.
Pressing my hands on his thighs for balance, I guided my mouth up and down his length—taking him as far down my throat as he could go.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair, steadying me. “Fuck…”
I felt him tense under me, braced myself for him to come in my mouth, but he let out a low laugh. Then he gently pushed my head away.
“I want to make sure you come first.”He kissed my forehead and pulled a condom from his pocket. Then he looked into my eyes as he rolled it on.
Grabbing my wrist, he pulled me completely over to his side, positioning my soaking wet slit over him.
He slowly pushed me down onto it, and I cried out with every inch that I took.
“Ahhh. Fuck, Tyler.”
Covering my mouth with kisses, he muffled my moans with the possession of his lips.
When he was completely inside of me, he held me taut with one hand and unzipped my jacket with the other. Pushing the strap of my shirt down to reveal my tits, he sucked my left nipple into his mouth, gently biting it.
Blowing against my skin, still keeping me locked on top of his cock, he kept his voice low. “Do you like the way I fell inside of you?”
“Yes…” I barely managed.
“Do you regret not letting me fuck you sooner?”
He didn’t wait for me to give him a response.
He suddenly gripped my sides and moved me up and down his cock, using his hips to thrust deep inside of me.
“You feel so fucking good…” he whispered, and I had to bite my lip to prevent myself from screaming.
I loved the feel of his thick cock sliding in and out of my pussy. Loved the way he was filling me, stretching me, giving me all the things I’d always wanted.
Our eyes locked as faint music sounded through his speakers.
My pussy throbbed against him, and he slapped my ass.
I tried to hold back, to enjoy riding him a little longer, but tremors were building and …
I came apart, falling forward and screaming into his shoulder.
He tightened his grip on my hips and reached his release moments later.
For several minutes, the only sound in the car was our heaving panting and the wet kisses Tyler buried against my neck.
“Oh my god.” I caught my breath. “I can’t believe I just did that.”
“You should.” He rubbed my back a few times before slowly moving me off him and onto the passenger seat. “You should also plan on doing it again.”
“I don’t usually have sex unless I’m in a relationship.” I tried to reverse course and be diplomatic, even though I knew it was way too late. “I’m not sure if I’m ready to be in one of those again.”
He drew my bottom lip between his teeth and bit down on it. “We can be whatever you want us to be. Would you like to go back home to Portland with me tonight so we can talk about it?”