Intruder Inside My Soul (EDITED)

24

“Look who came out of her hiding,” Tyler said, while taking a sip from his bottle.

“I want my clothes back.” I was nervous. More now than ever before.

“So you can run? Is that what you do? When confronted, you just choose to run?” he huffed. Tyler clenched his fist and looked down before he brought his eyes back to mine.

“I don’t run from my problems.” I tried to defend myself, to show him that I was not weak.

“Bullshit!” Suddenly, he got up from his seat and stormed my way. I managed to back up a few steps when he was standing in my face. Unfortunately, those few steps took me against the closed door. Why did I have to close them?

“You mean to tell me that you didn’t run from that bastard of an ex, when you could have just went to the police? Or you avoiding me knowing that there is clearly something between us? You are a coward,” he gritted through his teeth. Tyler was furious. Why was it affecting him so much? Why did he care so much about my rejection?

“No” I shook my head. My heart was beating in unbelievable pace.

Tyler’s fist shot up in a blink of an eye and hit the door right beside my head. I whimpered, trying to get away, but his other hand shot up on the other side of my head, trapping me.

“What do you want from me?” I asked in a trembling voice.

He leaned closer until our noses were almost touching.

“I want you, kitten. For fuck’s sake, I want YOU! Ever since I met you at the Grim’s office, I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind. It affects my fucking work. I’m not able to concentrate properly always with you on my mind. I tried to ignore it, but still ended up running into you all the fucking time.” Tyler’s eyes roamed my face as he caressed me from my cheek to my neck.

“Why do you keep fighting this?” His hot whiskey breath fanned my face. His hand slide lower and lower, stopping at my breast for a moment. He squeezed it, making me whimper. Then he continued to move it even lower.

“Stop resisting, kitten. Please, stop resisting.” As Tyler spoke, his lips brushed mine. I was a trembling and whimpering mess under his gaze. He made me weak in my knees, yet scared at the same time.

“I can’t...” I whispered. As he crushed his lips on mine, a single last tear dropped from the corner of my eye. Tyler kissed me fiercely, leaving us breathless. I had no choice but to grab and hold on to his shirt.

I noticed how I started to move my lips against his with just as much need as he did. I was falling into the same abyss as I did back in the kitchen. I wanted him... I needed him... At this point, I had moved my legs around his waist while he pulled me up by my ass.

Tyler kept pressing his grown erection between my legs. Every single movement made me moan in pleasure. He moved his mouth from mine and kissed down my throat. That let me catch my breath.

I was tired of fighting. This was it.

I felt him open his pants, pulling down the zipper. Tyler pulled out his hard on and rubbed it against my naked thigh. The soft skin of him made mine tingle.

He put me on the table and then he pushed the fabric of my panties aside.

“You are dripping wet, kitten, fuck,” he breathed against my neck as I felt the tip of his cock against my folds. I couldn’t take this anymore. I needed him inside of me.

“Please...” I exhaled, begging him. I couldn’t wait any longer.

“Please what? Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want,” he was teasing me. I loved it and hated it at the same time.

“Please, I need you... take me...” I moaned.

“Fuck, kitten,” he hissed and slammed into me. I couldn’t help myself but to gasp at the sadden sensation inside of me. Not giving me time to adjust to his size, he pulled out and slammed inside again. He kept pounding while I just melted in his embrace. It was like his life depended on these movements. It was no longer about us wanting each other. It was a necessity to have him inside of me.

The only thing that could be heard were our moans. It felt so good. Never in my life I had received this kind of pleasure. But I could feel that the best was yet to come.

As he continued to fuck me like an animal, increasing his pace, I felt something building up inside of my lower stomach. I was burning up, sweat covering both of our bodies.

“Shit,” Tyler grunted, as his movements were becoming irregular. He was close. That thought about making him cum was enough to drive me over the edge, and I came all over his manhood. My muscles clenched around his cock and with one last movement, he slammed inside of me, moaning as he released his seed. At that point, I didn’t care about condoms or whatever. I was just overtaken by that primal instinct to mate.

We were both breathing heavily. Tyler didn’t let me go, nor did he pull out. He was just lying on me while I was on the table and held me against him in a steel hard embrace.

“Fuck,” he cursed and kissed me one last time before finally getting up. But my legs were jellies, and he felt that. So instead of letting me get up, he picked me bridal style.

“What are you doing?” I gasped, bringing my arms around his neck.

“What? After finally having you, you thought this would be it? No baby, I ain’t done with you yet. There is plenty of this where it came from.” He smirked and brought me to his bedroom where, after stripping me and himself naked, we spend the rest of the day wrapped around each other.