Des'Tai: Book Two

110: Faye

In the far recesses of my mind, the sixteen-year-old version of myself was blushing wildly at the sight of a nearly naked Tyron Thorn covering my body with his own. And despite knowing how embarrassed she was, this Faye, the one still riding high off one of the more intense orgasms Ty's ever treated me to, was starving for more. Maybe it was the intensity of being in a dream, but every kiss was more delicious, every breath was deeper.

"Fuck, Faye. Sunday can't come quick enough."

When Ty's stormy eyes met mine, I felt his gaze piercing into the deepest places of my soul. Being away from him had left me empty and cold, but these late-night rendevous were shedding a bit of light and warmth back into my mind.

Lifting my legs, I felt my lips quirking up into a sly grin.

"It's cute you think I'm waiting until Sunday," I nearly whispered as I pushed his shorts down with my heels, watching one of his brows shoot up as if he was considering defying me. Dragging my nails down his abdomen, I felt a shiver course through his body before I gripped his now bare ass. Watching as his eyes rolled into the back of his head when I used the heels of my feet to push him down into my folds, I bit my lower lip—this man.

"And baby, you've given me plenty of orgasms in my sleep. The difference being they never felt so real, and I wasn't in control then."

"Faye," Ty warned through gritted teeth as I continued to trail my nails back up and across his stomach, where I gently pushed him back.

"Sit back on your knees," I demanded.

The thing about Tyron Thorn was that he would do whatever I asked of him, especially if he knew it would please me...sexually or otherwise. It was a power I didn't abuse very often, but this was our dream. Right?

A deep growl escaped his lips as he nipped at my lip before he pushed back just as I had instructed. Unwinding one of my legs from behind him, I slowly lifted it and placed it on his shoulder, his tattooed hand snaked around it as he dropped a kiss to my shin. The heat of his breath caused goosebumps to spring up along my leg.

As his eyes met mine, there was a hunger there I hadn't seen in a while. It reminded me of the way he looked when he asked me to Bond with him. His desire was riding high, and although I couldn't read his thoughts, I felt this emotion as strongly as I felt my own.

I gasped as he rolled his hips and I felt him enter me, but only just the tip. He was holding back and dammit, if his resolve was to not give in to me I'd be so pissed.

"Katinar, this position is going to hit a little deeper than you're used to."

Blinking up at him, I lifted the hand brandishing my Mated mark and ran the finger that the ivy wrapped around across my lips before sucking on it. Ty's eyes were on me the whole time, his chest heaving while his grip tightened on my leg. His other hand had dropped to my waist, and I knew he was waiting for my signal.

Pulling my finger back out of my mouth, I watched him watch my hand as I slid it down my chest, between my breasts, across my stomach before it reached its destination at the apex of my thighs. Being in this dream state made me braver, bolder.

"I want you to watch yourself while you fuck me."

Whatever had been holding him back completed dissolved as Ty growled and slammed into me hard. And he was right, this angle did allow him to go a little deeper than usual, but I welcomed the small bite of pain because as Ty slowly pulled back out and rocked back in, it was replaced by the all-consuming pleasure only he could give me.

I felt Ty's fingers digging into my skin on my leg and hip as he pushed and pulled my body into his. Blinking up at him as my pleasure reached its peak, I noticed he'd had his head thrown back.