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Tyler texted me a few minutes before he showed up at my back door, where I met him and let him in. We had to be soundless. I wasn’t sure how Brady or Sarah would react to there being a guy in my bed. HotShot, who followed me everywhere, was right there by my side. He was excited to see Tyler as his tail wagged. Thankfully, though, he didn’t bark.
Tyler came in carrying a small grocery bag and HotShot was all over it. I pointed to the bag and gave Tyler a questioning glance. He grinned as he pulled a massive bone out of it.
Hotshot, whined and grumbled when he realized what Tyler held, but then lay down on the ground and gave Tyler an expectant look. Tyler chuckled softly as he walked over to HotShot’s food bowl to set the bone inside.
“Get it,” I told the mutt, and he wasted no time hauling himself to doggy heaven.
“Let's go,” I whispered to Tyler as I grabbed his hand to head upstairs.
I softly closed my bedroom door and flipped the lock, hoping no one would try to come in. I turned around to see Tyler shedding his gray sweater, revealing a white shirt underneath. I looked down further and realized he was in a pair of jeans. Those wouldn’t be comfortable to sleep in. Then my eyes widened when I realized they were sliding down to reveal green striped boxers. I kinda went into panic mode. Sure I had slept with him naked before, but that was with the whole group. This- this was just us.
As drums beat in my ears, I tried to push my worries and girly squeals aside; I made my way toward the other side of my bed to climb in.
“You okay?” Tyler asked as he got in behind me, curling up to my side.
“Yeah,” I murmured as my body tightened like a live wire. I knew how sex worked. I knew some stuff about foreplay, but most of my information had come from kids at school, and I wasn’t sure if some of those things were possible.
“You seem tense,” he said, while brushing away some of my hair to kiss my neck. My heart flipped. Was Tyler trying to make a move on me? While his body was close to mine, the bottom half of him was not.
“Yeah.” I let the confession roll off my tongue, then twisted around so I could look at him. “Not that I don’t want Tucker to suffer, but why won’t you sell Roxie back to him?” I asked softly, looking down at his white shirt.
“Because, in the racing world, you never sell back to those you won from. It’s a line you don’t cross. It’s considered bad luck to do so. If Tucker wants her back, he’d have to wait until I sold her and then try to buy her from the new owner.”
“So why keep her? Why not sell and give Tucker a chance to buy her back?”
His mouth tilted into a smile as he shrugged. “I’m not ready. She’s fun to drive.”
I glanced up at him with a raised brow. “Is that the only reason?”
His smile grew. “Maybe it is a little bit about power.”
I frowned. “Did you ever stop to think about why Tucker wants her back?”
“Sure. It’s because he can’t stand losing. She’s a reminder of that.”
“Oh.” I glanced back down to his shirt.
“I don’t want to talk about it anymore,” he whispered as he leaned in for a kiss. “Let's just do this for a while.” He kissed me again. “I’ve missed you.”
***
Our lips softly slid across each other’s mouths, making my lips tingle and my body ache. All my worries were cast aside as he moved the two of us until he was on top, and I was caged in by his arms on the bottom. I tangled my hands in his hair as my knees drew up around his hips and he pressed into my center. I moaned when he ground his body into mine, and new sensations pulsed through me. Our bodies heated up as we shifted together, and I felt his desire grow.
His mouth lifted from mine to utter a breathless murmur, “Faith, Faith,” before touching my lips once again. I threaded my fingers through his hair, feeling the softness of it, keeping him with me.
His mouth left mine and traveled down to my neck. “Tyler,” I gasped when he bit down on the column of my neck.
“Hmm?” He covered my body completely, leaving his hands free to roam as they made their way up and under my tank top before pausing and lifting his head. My heart dipped as I saw his intense desire. His midnight blue eyes were like dark obsidian stones as they kept my gaze. How was I so lucky? My emotions were running high.
“Is this okay?” His voice was so low and husky that it made my already racing heart start working overtime. He brushed a stray hair away, his eyes growing concerned.
He bent down to give me a brief kiss, before coming back up and whispering. “It’s okay, Baby. We don’t have to do anything besides this if you don’t want to.”
My insides quivered with nerves, but I wanted the chance to explore him, just like he was with me. Was I sure? “Please, Tyler.” Everything was tingling and felt like I was on fire.
“Please what, Baby?”
“Please. I want more,” I repeated again, not sure how to voice what I needed in that moment. I just wanted him. All of him. I would do anything to have more of those feelings; to experience what all those girls at school had talked about; how good it felt.
He groaned, sinking his head down to my neck, dropping tender kisses there. “You’re so sweet, Faith. I didn’t come here to do this, but we don’t have to go all the way. I can still make you feel good without sinking into your sweet body. It can be good for the two of us.”
“Are you sure?” I asked worriedly.
“Yes. Please?” His fingers traced my bare skin just above the waistband of my PJs. “I won’t do anything you don’t want. You can tell me no.”
My heart stuttered with anticipation. “What are you going to do?”
His fingers traced over my waistband once more. Each pass made my heart jump and my insides hum.
“Kiss you. Touch you. Make you see stars,” Tyler whispered as he drew my pants band down a little, bending to kiss the lower juncture of my hip.
My breath caught as my heart beat wildly, and I struggled to get out my thoughts. “What about you?”
He softly bit the area he kissed. “Baby, you can do any of those things to me too.”
After a little shuffling, we were both bare as the day we were born.
I ran my hand from his chest, to his abs, and lower, until I found what I was looking for. His breath caught, and he inched back. “Not yet. You first.” Then he gave me a kiss, only to immediately pull back. “Have you ever had an orgasm?” he asked as I felt him stroke me.
“N-no.”
“Never touched yourself?” he queried, holding one hip, touching me. I clutched my sheets as my heart thumped erratically behind my ribs when he did that. New sensations were building up, drawing me closer to an edge that I wasn’t sure I was ready for. Tyler did something that felt good and, I let out a mew as white hot heat flashed through me.
“Oh, Baby, this is going to be fun.” His head dipped, and I gasped. My hands tightened against my sheets once again as new sensations started to build. I couldn’t stand not touching him, so I reached up and threaded my fingers through his hair, holding him to me as his attentions became intense. It was like velvet caressing me, soft and sensual all at the same time. His hands were on my inner thighs, drawing teasing circles, while tight spikes of pleasure coursed through me.
My body was tightening. Something was coming. Building. He nipped and sucked, and then my heart burst, like a firework shot from a cannon. I snapped as I exploded, my mouth opened in a soundless cry. My hips arched. It was beautiful. Sweet. A high I’d never expected. I had fallen over the edge that Tyler created in me, and there was no doubt that I’d let him take me there again.
I slumped back down to the bed, and in my blissful state, I vaguely heard Tyler murmur, “Good girl,” as he kissed his way back up my body, until he was covering me once again. I was breathing hard after what I had just experienced.
Holy shit. Was that what I had been missing?
“Feeling good, Baby?” he asked, soothing back my hair. I still kept my eyes closed, just recovering from the whole experience. I could him against me as he leaned in, and I was tempted. So, so tempted. If that felt good, what would the real thing feel like? Would we even fit together? I ran my hands up and down his back as I thought, feeling the smooth planes of his muscles.
I felt a kiss right at my ear as hands held my head. “Faith?” he whispered. I shivered as my eyes opened, realizing that I wanted to make him feel good, just like he did for me.
I turned and kissed him, while whispering against his lips, “Most definitely.” Pushing against him until I was on top, I trailed my fingertips down his shoulders and across his, exploring him like he did to me. His muscles bulged as I stroked them. Taking my mouth away from Tyler's, I kissed his collarbone before I bit down. He cursed as I went further down, kissing him, learning all the spots he like and what he loved. I trailed my hand down lower, grabbing ahold of what I sought as I tentatively explored him. He was hard and smooth beneath my fingers, and hot.
“Faith,” Tyler moaned, lifting his hips as his hands gently gripped tighter on my waist. So I did it again, pleased that I could make him feel that way. I scooted over, so my hips were cradling his left thigh, no mistakes while I explored. I wanted to please him, like he did with me. Tyler tightened his hands on my hips and moved me so I was pressed snug onto his thigh. He arched his back as I stroked him downward. He took his hand from my hip and placed it on mine, teaching me what he liked. I fell forward with the movement, but quickly gasped into his mouth as he raised his leg up further to press tighter against my center. He applied delicious pressure to my already hypersensitive center. Everything was timed just right so that we were both rising to that same precipice together.
I felt him grow almost to steel and he froze. A deep groan left his lips. His hips lifted once more, and he came along with me.
I panted as I sat there in a most compromising position, listening to our heavy breathing cutting through the silence. I was trying to catch up to what we just did. After a moment, I rolled over, curling into Tyler’s chest feeling peaceful, trying not to think too hard about it.
“Where are you going?” I mumbled sleepily a few moments later when he moved away from me.
“I’ll be right back.”
I heard some running water and minutes later I felt the bed move, but I was too weak to care. I knew there was something I was missing. “Tyler?” I questioned as his body curled into mine.
“Shh, Baby. Don’t worry. Just go to sleep.” And I did, only slightly waking up later when lips touched mine and Tyler whispered he loved me.
***
The next morning I woke up naked, and Tyler was already gone. I wasn’t disappointed. I was actually glad he was gone. I didn’t want to get caught by Brady. It would have been all over if that happened.
I hurried and got dressed, blushing as I saw a faint mark where Tyler had bitten me on my hip. I ran my fingers over the tender spot, biting my lip as the thoughts of last night came back. My heart quickened as I remembered last night and the sensations my body went through. I definitely wanted to do that again.
“Faith! Breakfast!”
I hurried and finished getting dressed and headed downstairs to the kitchen. I smiled at Brady as I sat down, piling food onto my plate.
“Know anything about the back door being unlocked this morning?” Brady asked as he bit into a piece of bacon.
I paused, then slowly took a sip of my orange juice trying to cover my surprise.
“Um, no?” I said, setting my drink down, then slipping HotShot a piece of bacon.
“Faith.”
Uh oh. I glanced toward Sarah, who also had her eyes on me. She gestured to Brady and I moved my gaze to his.
“Yes?” Don’t ask. Don’t ask. Don’t as-
“Did you go out last night?”
My eyebrows rose. “No.” That wasn’t a lie.
Brady didn’t look convinced. I turned to Sarah. “Didn’t you go running this morning? Maybe you unlocked it before heading out the front door?”
Sarah smiled and turned to Brady. “It’s possible.”
He grunted and looked between the two of us, then continued to eat. Before he left, he kissed Sarah, then whispered something in her ear.
As his car pulled out of the drive, Sarah turned to me with a disapproving stare. “You owe me.”
Shortly after, Tyler came and picked me up, and I could help the hot blush that rose on my cheeks as he grinned and gave me a quick kiss. “Feeling good, I hope?”
“Shut up, Tyler.”
He chuckled and took my hand in his.
“I always aim to please.”
Tyler parked at the college, and I headed to my first class. I kept an eye out for Tucker that morning, so I could give him a piece of my mind, but he eluded me. He didn’t pop up anywhere like he seemed to do before. I went to my first class with Mr. White, and he gave me instructions to come back in the afternoon so I could meet my ride to SSK and my co-workers.
When lunch time came around, Tyler found me first, catching my hand and pulling me into a darkened hallway where a few of the light bulbs needed to be replaced.
He pressed me against the wall for a heated kiss, dragging his hands down my sides until they met my thighs, lifting me up and encouraging me to wrap my legs around him. I threaded my fingers through his hair, then nipped his lip, like I had done to Lincoln.
“Ah, Faith,” Tyler breathed as his hand came back up to tangle into my hair. “I missed you.”
His hips pressed against mine making me aware of how aroused he was, adding to my own flare of heat. He held my head as he came back for another kiss, urging me to open up to him. I opened as I arched into him, moaning as his talented tongue danced with mine.
“I want you. I want you so bad,” he growled into my neck, making my heart pound. “Last night you were perfect. So sweet. The noises you made, the way you responded; I’m sure I came from that alone.”
“Soon?” I asked hopefully.
His eyes were so full of fire. “Soon.” He kissed me and stepped back to let my feet touch the ground. “Very soon. More of what we did last night. And if you want,” he leaned in to whisper in my ear, “All of us can be a part of having you.” I shivered. “Would you like that Faith? Six hands on you? I’ll even give you free rein to explore me again.”
Wow. Even if that was what I eventually wanted, the idea was still intimidating.
“I think that we should shelve that idea for now,” I whispered. “I’m still new to all of this, but I don’t mind what we did last night and maybe you could, um, teach me what you like?”
“I won’t be the only one, you know. We’re planting roots with you,” he husked.
I blushed. “Me too. And... there’s something else I need to ask.”
“Anything.”
We all went to the diner as usual, meeting up with Kayden and Lincoln, but instead of riding with Tyler, I asked if I could ride with Raina. That bumped Wendy and Peter into his Jeep while Raina and I were together. We were going to chat.
“So why all the covert seat arranging for the drive to the diner?” Rania asked as I buckled myself in. I kept silent, trying to decide how to proceed.
“Oh, no.” Raina groaned as she started her SUV and backed out of the parking spot. “Did you already give it up?! I DO NOT want any details. They’re my brothers—”
“No! Geez, Rania.” I flamed red. “I’m...um, you know...” I told her absently gesturing with my hands wanting her to finish or, at least, get the idea of what I was trying to say.
“Holy crows in a bucket!” she busted out. “You’re innocent!”
I grimaced as we pulled up to a stoplight and saw Tyler’s Jeep next to us with him giving me a cheeky grin and a head nod.
“Not entirely innocent,” I murmured, and she snorted.
I turned back to Raina and ignored her outburst as I voiced my own question. This one was not as intimate, though.
“Why didn’t you tell me that Roxie is a flipping car,” I muttered angrily.
“Wait, what?” She sounded surprised. “Of course Roxie’s a car! What did you—”
“‘He was with her last night’ to quote Tucker,” I told her. “Why can’t you all just call it what it is? A car? Why ever refer to it as a Her or even a He?”
“Oh, sweetie,” Raina soothed. “That’s just what my brothers do. It kind of a guy thing. I just picked it up, I guess. I didn’t realize you weren't in the loop. I just assumed that you knew, since you knew the name Roxie, and about the past between Tucker and Tyler.”
“Well, I didn’t.” I sighed, now understanding.
“Caused a lot of problems, did it?” she asked as we pulled into the parking lot.
“You have no idea,” I responded, getting out and feeling a little bit lighter.
When Kayden showed up at the diner, he was his cheerful self, but Lincoln seemed to be preoccupied. He kept scowling at his phone.
Not liking that something was bothering him, I slipped my hand under the table to give his leg a squeeze. He didn’t look up, but slid his hand over mine and laced our fingers together.
“Hey, Daniels,” I glanced over at Kane, and he did something weird with his eye as he continued to talk, “Didn’t you need Raina to pick you up tonight?”
“N—” I paused really looking at him. He was twitching his eyes or something; then Lincoln squeezed my hand, and I realized. Oh boy. The two of them needed a cover. Maybe it had to do with that thing he wanted me to keep secret? The thing that I didn’t know, but pretended I did. Either way, I had to follow through, right?
I smiled brightly and turned toward Raina. “I totally forgot! Do you think you can pick me up?”
Raina looked between Kane and me before slowly agreeing, not believing a thing. “Ah, sure.”
I lifted my foot under the table and kicked the idiot who was keeping secrets.
“Ow!” Peter cried out glaring at Lincoln.
Whoops.
“What?” Lincoln defended himself. “I didn’t do it!”
Peter glanced at me with a tight mouth, while Kane smirked.
“Uh, just pass it on,” I mumbled, before becoming famished and stuffed my mouth with a breadstick. Kayden chuckled. Dang boys.