Tiny's Sweet Obsession

68: Breathless

Lily POV

Tiny pushed me against the door, his body flush against mine, and I let out a small whimper. His green eyes were wild and I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Do you trust me?" he asked, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear, trailing his hand down my neck to my collarbone.

"Y-yes," I breathed, and Tiny hummed, sending shivers down my spine.

His hand ran across my cheek and tangled in my hair, while his other trailed down my side and under my shirt, setting my body on fire. My eyes met his, and that is all it took for Tiny to crash his lips to mine, and I welcomed it. He pushed my hips back against the wall, and I gasped, allowing Tiny to slip his tongue in and devour me, and I couldn't hold back the moan.

Tiny trailed kisses and small bites down my neck, and the unexplainable, desperate need to have every part of his body against mine took over. My hands fisted his shirt, wanting him closer, but he didn't move.

A deep laugh resounded next to my ear as Tiny whispered, "Now you understand how I feel every time you walk into a room, Lily."

Tiny effortlessly picked me up, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around him and squealed as he carried me to the bed. He set me on the edge and took a step back. When Tiny's eyes met mine, I saw a hunger in them, and I wondered if I was ready for this.

"You're fucking beautiful," Tiny whispered.

In one swift motion, he quickly discarded his shirt and stepped between my legs. I was face-to-face with a wall of defined muscles covered in tattoos, but my eyes went to the one he designed just for me. Lilac lilies. My eyes traveled further down, and my eyes widened, seeing the large bulge in Tiny's pants.

A hand tilted my chin towards his face, his eyes ablaze, staring at me like he wanted to devour me, and my core flooded. My breath hitched as his hands traveled down my body to the hem of my shirt and removed it before moving me to the middle of the bed.

Tiny crawled over me and wasted no time devouring my lips, neck, and chest. He made quick work of removing my bra and didn't hesitate to take my hardened nipple in his mouth, causing me to stop forming coherent words, as moans tumbled from my mouth from the intensity of his touch.

After I caught my breath, I realized Tiny had moved down my body and was half off the bed with his hands on the hem of my underwear, but he didn't move. "What are you doing? Is something wrong?" I asked breathlessly.

"Nothing could ever be wrong with you, Lily," he assured me before removing the rest of my clothes. Leaving me bare to him, and I could feel the blush take hold of my body.

"Fuck, Sunshine, you're killing me," he groaned, moving up my body, laying kisses up my legs, stomach, chest and neck as he went. Biting and sucking at my skin, not so gently, setting the pace for the night.

God, Tiny is perfect in every way. Every touch, word, and gesture makes me feel loved in a way I've never experienced before.

Tiny didn't hesitate to let his mouth and hands explore my body, and heat and wetness pooled between my legs. I tried to close them for some relief, but Tiny noticed and pushed my legs apart with his knees, and I gasped.

As Tiny continued his assault of bites and kisses, the need for him to touch me in places I only experienced once became desperate. "Tiny..." I moaned, trying to hide how desperate I was, but couldn't.

It didn't take long for Tiny's hand to find my wet center, and he began circling my clit. My hands tightened around his shoulders as my body reacted to his touch and, for a moment, he paused. I looked into Tiny's blue eyes and groaned. "Please don't stop," I panted, and Tiny smirked before he situated himself between my legs.

Between Tiny's fingers and tongue, it didn't take long before an orgasm ripped through me, and my mind blanked as I experienced pure bliss. When Tiny was satisfied, he stood up and smirked before he removed his boxers, and I nearly choked on air at the sight.

"Oh my gosh," I thought, but Tiny's chuckle told me I said it out loud.

Tiny lay next to me and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "Don't worry, Sunshine. Tonight, you decide what happens and what we do. If you want to go slow, we'll go slow. If you want more or something different, just tell me. Okay?" he asked, trying to reassure my racing heart and panicked face.

As nice as it is to know that I am with someone who will treat me with respect and show me all the love I could ever ask for, it's still new and scares me. The fact that Tiny wants me to be in charge, never having done something like this before, scares me.

What if I mess it up? Or he doesn't like what happens? I have never been in charge of anything sexual, and I don't know what I like, let alone what Tiny might like.

Taking a deep breath, I sat up and straddled Tiny, and instantly, my cheeks reddened as I grabbed him and began working his length. Tiny groaned and closed his eyes, enjoying what I was doing, giving me some confidence. As I touched him, I watched Tiny's body react. His abdomen muscles tightened, showing off his six-pack, and his hands tightened on my thighs, but not harshly. But the way his blue-eyes filled with need and desire stared at me sent goosebumps across my body.

"Lily," he said through gritted teeth. "I love watching your confidence grow, but if you keep touching me, I am going to cum."

I stopped rubbing him and lifted myself up onto my knees before positioning myself over him. Not wanting to mess it up, I replaced my hand with his and silently asked him to guide me. Without hesitating, Tiny helped me and I slowly sank down on him, causing both of us to groan, and my legs started trembling. I leaned forward, my hands grasping at his chest, as Tiny's hands gripped my hips, holding me since my legs were failing.

"It's okay, Sunshine. Relax and breathe for me," he instructed, and I did. As I let out a breath, my body relaxed, and I slid the rest of the way onto him, and I let out a strained moan.

Looking at Tiny, he pushed my hair from my face and pulled me to him, kissing me like his life depended on it. Pulling away, I leaned back and began slowly rocking my hips against his, earning a low moan from Tiny, and it was addictive. So I rocked my hips faster, and I could feel my core tightening as another orgasm built. But when his blue eyes met mine, I fell over the edge.

Tiny quickly pulled out of me and took several ragged breaths, as if he was struggling to regain control. I worried I did something wrong, and I'm sure my face showed it.

"As much as I love you and will spend my life with you, I don't think kids are in the picture for us. Yet," he smiled, and I laughed, relieved one of us was thinking.

"Then again, if that's what you want, then you let me know, and I can make that happen!" he beamed.

This man is perfect and hard to believe that he is all mine. But I'm slowly learning that I deserve love and I hope one day I can show Tiny how much he means to me.