Chapter Two
He’d press me against the nearest wall, and without any question or permission, he’d slam his lips against mine. His hands would be all over me, and there would be nowhere for me to escape, not that I’d ever want to.
Tyler smiled as he opened up the door to his shop. “Hey, sweetheart.”
“Hi, Tyler. Sorry I’m late.”
He wasn’t sorry at all. The last of his workers had already gone, and it was only him and Eliza.
“No worries at all. I live and breathe car oil.”
She chuckled, and the sound made him smile. He waited as she stepped into the room, making sure to close and lock the door as well.
“Were you able to fix my car?” she asked.
“It’s fixed, good as new, and ready for you to take home. Follow me.” He moved away from the main reception toward his office. Everywhere was locked up, and as he took a seat behind his desk, he ruffled through all of the paperwork that he’d been doing while waited for her.
He handed her the clipboard with all the work on that he’d done. Tyler hadn’t wanted anyone else to work on her car. This had been a job he’d done all himself. Tapping his fingers against his stomach, he leaned back and waited.
“Wow, it needed all this work?” she asked, lifting another of the papers attached to the bill.
She really was beautiful. The jeans she wore clung to every single curve, and he couldn’t wait to peel them off.
From just watching her, he knew she had a thing about sexy lingerie as she visited the shop across from the diner in town quite frequently. He’d also seen her eyeing certain pieces whenever she passed the shop, and of course, it always made him hard as fucking rock just imagining her in those delicate silks.
She’d dropped her keys a few weeks ago on the floor, and the shirt she wore had hung down, and he’d caught a glimpse of red lace.
He’d worked his cock in the shower for the next week after that vision.
I want someone to want me.
That had been the line, hadn’t it?
Not only did he want her, he was fucking obsessed with her. There was no one else for him, no one ever.
“This is a lot of work. There’s no way you’ve got the bill right.” She nibbled her lip, and he just couldn’t take it anymore.
He stood up and stepped close to her. Placing a finger beneath her chin, he tilted her head back. “Don’t worry about the money.”
“Tyler, you pretty much rebuilt the engine. How can I not wor—”
He silenced her with his lips against hers. Slamming his down, he held onto her shoulders as he pressed her against the nearest wall.
For a few seconds she did nothing as he kissed. With each passing second, she changed, dropping the clipboard onto the floor as she reached up. Her hands landed on his shoulders, and he slid his tongue across her lip, wanting more of her touch. More of everything.
Moving his hands down to her hips, he reached around, gripping her juicy ass, and rocked his cock against her round stomach.
She was so fucking soft.
Soft and curvy.
He moaned.
There was no way Tyler could help it. Feeling her in his arms, finally getting to taste her, she was fucking heaven to him.
The hands Eliza had on his shoulders glided up, and she sank her fingers into his hair, pulling on the strands, making them both moan as he broke away from the kiss. They were both panting for more.
He wanted her so badly.
For the longest time, neither of them spoke. They just looked at each other, panting, desperate for each other.
Tyler watched as she licked her lips, and he couldn’t resist another taste. Taking possession of her lips once more, he ran his hand between her legs, cupping her pussy.
If he’d not read her diary, he wouldn’t have done this.
He was tired, though.
Tired of always watching her, and wondering what she felt and tasted like.
Tonight, that was all going to end.
Flicking the button of her jeans open, he pushed his hand inside, feeling the silk against his hand as he cupped her pussy.
She gave a little cry, and he swallowed it down as he pressed a finger between her slit.
Eliza was soaking wet, and he teased across her clit.
“Oh, fuck!” She gasped the words and spread her legs a little more as he began to stroke her clit.
“Do you like that, baby? You’re so wet. You want my cock?”
She whimpered, thrusting up against his hand. With his other free one, he began to open her shirt, each button revealing more of her skin as he saw her silk bra.
His cock pressed against the confines of his jeans.
Tyler wasn’t interested in his own pleasure right now. The only person he cared about was the precious woman in his arms.
He held onto the cup of the bra and pulled it down, exposing her tit to his gaze. Her nipples were large, better than anything he could have ever imagined. Just the sight of her alone made his mouth water for a taste.
Leaning forward, he flicked the nipple with his tongue. He continued to tease her clit, but it wasn’t enough. He wanted to see all of her, open, exposed, holding herself so he could devour her.
His cock leaked pre-cum, and the pleasure of just touching her was fucking intense.
He’d known it would always be like this, and if he’d not been given the key to her fucking heart, he would never have done this, but he didn’t regret it.
For a long time, he’d pined for Eliza, and now he was going to have her.
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Eliza couldn’t believe she was allowing this to happen. Tyler was the sexiest guy from high school. Everyone wanted to either be him or date him. She’d never given herself time to even think of being with him, and right now his hand was holding her ass, his mouth on her nipple, and his other hand touching her pussy.
She couldn’t think.
He completely surrounded her, but she also didn’t care.
Whenever she was with Tyler, she always thought of what it would be like if he actually saw her, and right now, she was getting to see that not only did he see her, but he also wanted her.
“I want you to come for me, Eliza. Come for me.”
He pinched her clit and smoothed out the pain with his fingers, driving her arousal higher.
She’d never been with a man, but she had a wild imagination. Anyone who ever found her diary would know that.
Being with just any man had never appealed.
Eliza was awkward, and when she didn’t have anything to say, or couldn’t think of something witty, she often resorted to complete silence. She’d been on some of the hardest dates she could ever remember. In fact, a dating website she joined up with had actually cancelled her subscription as men had complained she wasn’t trying hard enough.
She didn’t know if they were allowed to do that, but she was messing with their statistics, and she’d been in the process of deleting her account anyway.
The way he teased her clit, driving her arousal higher, she knew she was getting close to her orgasm.
Glancing down, she watched as he sucked her nipple hard before moving to the next one, flicking the tip before using his teeth to create just the right amount of pain for it to almost be too much pleasure.
It was out of this world, taking her to the next level.
She gasped, crying out his name, and her release took her completely by surprise as she came standing against the wall with Tyler’s hands all over her.
He didn’t stop right away, allowing her to ride the wave of pleasure to completion, and only when she couldn’t stand anymore did he pull his hand away and press a kiss to her nipple.
She watched, somewhat dazed as he licked the fingers he’d touched her pussy with. “Delicious.”
Her cheeks heated, and she simply stood as he buttoned up her shirt after putting away her tits.
“Don’t worry about the cost. I wanted to make sure that you were safe, and your car is now safe enough for you to drive home.” He reached into his drawer and pulled out a set of keys. “Here you go, baby. This is all for you.”
She glanced down at his pants, and saw his cock, which looked huge, pressed against the front.
There was no way her cheeks could be any more on fire than they already were. Not only was he aroused, but what she was supposed to do about it?
Should she ask him if he wanted her to take care of it?
Leave it?
So, going back to her comfort zone, she remained silent, somewhat dazed about what happened.
If it wasn’t for her body feeling so good, she was sure she’d just imagined the entire thing.
Tyler left the office and she followed him, not saying a word as he showed her to the car.
He took the keys from her and placed them in the ignition. She loved a manual car, so he reached in to make sure it wasn’t in any gears before turning over the ignition. Her baby purred to life, and she smiled. Just the sound offered her some comfort.
She’d earned this car, proving to her father over and over again that she could drive. He’d make her take him every single place.
For a long time, it had only been her and her father.
Her mother had skipped town years ago, hating it.
Eliza loved her father so much.
“Jump in,” Tyler said.
She climbed behind the wheel. Her hands shook a little bit, and she was also a little annoyed with herself as she’d become mute after what had just happened.
“If you have any trouble with her at all, bring her straight back.” He held out a card. “Call me the moment you get home so I know you got there safely.”
He gave the car a tap and shut the door.
She waited for him to step away before leaving his shop parking lot completely.
On the road, she released a breath, finally finding her words.
“What the hell just happened? Tyler Hard, the sexy mechanic, just had his hands on my pussy, and what did I do? I came and said nothing. I’m a total idiot. Oh, my God, Tyler touched me. He brought me to orgasm in one of the best moments of my life, and instead of saying thank you, or something else, what did I do? I went silent as if it didn’t happen.”
She slapped the wheel of her car and shook her head.
“I’m a crazy person. Completely, stupid, crazy.”
There was no other way to describe her.
Pulling up to her home, she glanced up at her place, smiling. What did she do now? Would she see Tyler again so soon?
“Next time I see him, don’t freeze up. Have words ready. Talk to him.” Yes, this happened often. Whenever she had a disastrously silent date, she’d often spend the entire drive home, berating herself. “This is why you’re alone with no chance of ever having a family or giving your father grandkids. You talk to yourself, rather than the men who’d like to hear you.” She dropped her head onto the wheel. “I’m a total loser.”
But when she got home, she made sure to send him the text that he’d asked for.