Loving You (Tyler Seguin) {Sequel to How To Love}

Chapter 33

Amy's POV

I've become a lot more focused on Tyler. At first, I didn't notice that I was spending so much time with him. But recently, I've started to notice how much time I spend with him. My initial thought was to try to distance myself from him. That would be the easiest thing to do. But I just couldn't do that. I've grown to need Tyler. So I learned to embrace the fact that I'm with him so much.

I still try to make time for other people though. I take time to just spend time with Dylan and Drea. I also hangout with Terrance sometimes. And I see Doctor Matthews whenever I go to the hospital for my sessions with Doctor Allen. Nothing has really changed between me and Alex. And the only thing that has changed with Terrance is that I've seen him less. I just find it hard to cut them from my life. It's even harder to stop being intimate with them.

Tyler has a game tonight that I'm obviously going to. I haven't missed a home game yet since I started going to his games again. But before the game, Tyler wants to go out for lunch. He made reservations at a restaurant, and assured me that it was nothing too fancy. So instead of wearing a nice dress, I just put on a skirt and a nice top. And of course I curled my hair because Tyler likes it like that.

Tyler always has odd timing when it comes to picking me up to go somewhere. He always arrives just before I start getting ready. It makes it seem like I'm slow at getting ready and that I'm always late, but most of the time, he's just really early. His timing could be a coincidence, but I highly doubt that. Tyler enjoys watching me change for obvious reasons. He also seems fascinated when I do my hair and makeup.

"Tyler, do you mind taking a break from staring at me and grabbing my white heels for me?," I question before I put on my lipstick.

"I do mind a little bit, but anything for my princess," he says, getting up from my bed.

I blush as I put on my lipstick. I watch Tyler through the mirror as he walks over to my closet. As he grabs my heels, I get up from the ground. I straighten out my skirt, and fix up a few strands of my hair. While I'm looking at myself in the mirror, Tyler appears behind me. He places a hand on my waist, holding my heels in his other hand. Tyler kisses my neck, staring at me intensely through the mirror.

I reach back for my heels, but Tyler moves them back away from my hand. I give him a confused look, which makes him laugh. Tyler takes a small step back, and kneels down behind me. He puts a heel in front of my foot, and I put my foot into it. Then Tyler does the same thing with the other foot. I giggle at the fact that it makes me feel like Cinderella. I guess Tyler is my Prince Charming.

*"C'mon Cinderella, we have a ball to go to."*

As Tyler gets back up from the ground, he kisses up the back of my thighs. He slips his hands under my skirt, cupping my ass. He gives my ass a firm squeeze, and slips his head under my skirt as well. I let out a quiet gasp when I feel Tyler's tongue on my slit through my underwear. I place my hands on top of his wrists, groaning as I involuntarily stick my ass out towards Tyler's face. Tyler chuckles, giving me one last lick before letting go of me and standing back up.

"Why did you do that?," I whine, feeling extremely sexually frustrated now.

"I just wanted to try a sample of my dessert," he says with a smirk.

"You know what dessert tastes like. You have it everyday," I remark.

"And it's my favourite thing to eat everyday," Tyler whispers into my ear.

"Fuck," I mumble, grabbing on to his shirt so he can't move away from me.

Tyler chuckles. "Let go of me. You're gunna make us miss our reservation."