Chapter Four
Tyler lived on the outskirts of town in a large house that had a garden in the back. He also had a warehouse where he kept parts that he got delivered as he also worked on machines at home and a great many other projects as well.
He loved to create and build.
His love of fixing things had also extended into a love of making his own furniture. The old ranch home had been in serious need of repair. When his father found out that he’d put an offer on it, his old man had gone crazy, thinking he was sinking money into a disaster. All it had taken was one visit to the old ranch, and to tell his father what he hoped to create, and he’d helped put a down payment on the rebuild of his home. He was young, at twenty-seven, to own his home, but he had drive and ambition.
People in town and online often asked for pieces of work to be created for them, and he did it. From tables to chairs, to anything, he was always willing to take on a challenge.
Eliza hadn’t spoken during the drive to his home, and as he opened her car door and took her hand, he wondered if it would be a challenge to get her to open up.
“I remember when you bought this place a few years ago,” she said, surprising him.
He had hoped the beauty of his home, and of course the gossip, would help her talk.
“Yeah, I remember it, too.”
“A lot of people thought you should have gone to some kind of loony bin, I think they called it,” Eliza said.
He’d not let go of her hand, and she gave his hand a squeeze. “I remember. A couple of the guys said I needed men in white jackets to commit me. My dad was crazy, you know. He couldn’t believe I’d bought such a dump.”
“Why did you?” Eliza asked.
“I saw that it wasn’t just a dump. People can see what they want to. They saw a rotten old building that was way past its prime.” They moved up toward the house, and he touched one of the walls. “I didn’t see that. I saw a home in need of some loving.”
He saw the smile on her face. “That is … amazing. So you bought it with the hope of making it better?”
“Yep. It’s a home. It’s filled with memories, good memories. The family that was in it before were in love so much that even when the love of his life passed away, he couldn’t bring himself to sell it.”
“What happened?”
“The man who I bought it from ended up in a nursing home. He passed away about a year ago, but I visited him in the home. I told him what I saw, and what I one day hoped. He must have seen something in me, because he wouldn’t sell to anyone else. I know there were other offers as there was some development planned or something like that. He gave this beauty to me, and I convinced my dad what I wanted.”
She chuckled. “You were stubborn.”
“Yeah, I was. My mom would say I got it from my father. When I see something I want, I’ll do whatever I have to, in order to get it.” He looked at her, and he saw her look a little taken aback by that.
“Wow,” she said.
“Yes, wow. It was after this that my dad realized I wasn’t an idiot, and gave me a chance with the shop. I won’t let him down, ever.” Opening the door, he flicked on the switch, and was pleased when he heard her gasp. “This is no longer a flea-, mice-, or cockroach-infested building.” It had taken him a long time to get this place to a living standard. There had been many times along the way that he thought he’d cave in, give up, and sell. Each time he’d been tempted, something would catch his eye, and he could imagine his life, his future right here.
This place had been a bargain to him, and it wasn’t something he was going to give up lightly.
“Drink?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Moving toward his kitchen, he hoped she was impressed with it. In the back of his mind, he’d been building this place for her.
There hadn’t been anyone else in his life but Eliza.
Of course, they had gone in different directions for a long time. While she’d been working and dealing with her father, he’d been focusing on his family business, along with building them both a home.
It was only now, as an opportunity presented itself, that he’d finally been able to take her as his.
Pulling out a bottle of wine, he opened it up and poured them both a glass. Handing her one, he lifted his glass up. “To seeing the good within the old,” he said.
“I like that.”
They clinked their glasses together, their gazes lingering.
He took hold of her hand and pulled her close. Some of her wine spilled out of the top of the glass, but he didn’t let her go.
“I’ve never done anything like this, Tyler. This is cra—”
He silenced her with a kiss. He didn’t care how crazy it was.
He only knew what he wanted, and he intended to have her as his for a long time to come. She belonged to him, and he belonged to her.
Just thinking about her diary, any doubts he had fled.
There was no way he was going to give anyone else the chance to see how fucking special she was. He’d waited too long. He wasn’t going to lose her now. Sometimes you had to take risks in life, and Tyler was about to take his biggest risk yet.
****
Eliza couldn’t believe how beautiful his home actually was. When she heard about him buying this rundown place, she’d had her doubts, but there had been many times she passed it herself, and saw the true potential. Tyler’s vision completely blew her away.
“Take off your clothes.”
The rugged sound of his voice made her turn. He stared right at her, but it was the look he gave that had her shivering, and not in a bad way either.
Had she heard him right?”
“What?”
“Take off your clothes, Eliza. I’m not going to ask you again.”
Heat flooded her pussy, and her nipples tightened. She loved the way he looked at her. There was no room for argument, and yet, he looked at her as if she was a sweet morsel, and he wanted a bite.
Putting her glass of wine down on the counter, she glanced around the room.
There were no cameras or anything.
Stop being stupid.
“Why?” she asked, feeling nervous.
They’d never flirted, and apart from him touching her the other day, they’d not ever shown any attraction to each other. Her nerves were completely shot right now, and she was freaking out.
Tyler stepped up close, taking her hand and pressing it against the front of his pants. “I want to fuck you, Eliza. You feel how hard you make me? Is your pussy wet? Do you want my tongue on your clit, fucking your cunt?”
She really shouldn’t be aroused by all of his naughty words, but she was. Pulling her hand away, she began to remove her clothes. Keeping her gaze locked on his, she kept waiting for him to laugh or to joke.
When she removed her shirt, revealing her pastel blue bra, his eyes flared, and she watched as he adjusted himself. Biting her lip, she quickly stepped out of her jeans, and she stood before him in a pair of sneakers and blue pastel lingerie.
She had a thing for nice lingerie, and was constantly buying new sets.
“This is sexy,” he said, fingering the strap. “But I want you naked. Take it all off.”
Reaching behind her, she flicked the catch, and the fabric fell to the floor. Next, she got rid of her panties, kicking her sneakers off, and finally removing her socks.
She stood before her ultimate fantasy, completely naked, at his mercy.
Eliza wanted him. There was no doubt in her mind about that. In fact, she couldn’t believe this was happening, and she quickly pinched her leg to make sure this was indeed happening. Everything seemed a little too surreal to her.
Tyler took the hand that she’d used to pinch herself, and gave it a little kiss. “This is all happening, baby,” he said, moving around her body.
She heard him release a little groan, and she spun to see what the problem was, but he stopped her, holding her against him. One hand held her stomach, and the other squeezed an ass cheek.
“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve wanted to touch this ass, to squeeze it? You’re so fucking sexy, I don’t want you to ever get dressed.” He pressed a kiss against her shoulder. The hand that was on her stomach suddenly moved down, going between her thighs, and he began to stroke her pussy. “Um, you’re wet for me, Eliza. Do you like all the dirty things that I can do to this pussy?”
“Yes,” she said, shocked by the sounds she made.
His finger slid down, teasing at her entrance, but he didn’t penetrate. “Have you ever had a cock here before?”
“No.”
“You’re a sweet little virgin?”
“Yes.”
“We’re going to have to take care of that, aren’t we?”
She whimpered as he teased across her entrance, tensing up.
“Well, do you want to keep your cherry for someone else, or do you want me to take it right here, right now, and then I can fuck you hard with my dick?”
Eliza wasn’t saving her virginity for anyone.
Sex had been something she’d wanted for a long time but never found the man to share her body with.
Tyler was setting her aflame, making it impossible for her to think. She’d wanted him secretly for years, and everything that was happening, seemed completely out of her reality, and yet, here it was. He was touching her pussy, prepared to take her virginity, and she wanted it. She was tired of being lonely. Her father constantly told her she needed to put some trust in men, and that she should have some fun.
Maybe now was her time.
Taking a leap of faith, she relaxed against him. She didn’t know what this was, or even if it would last, but she didn’t care. For so long she’d been hidden behind a book, yearning for him from afar. That wasn’t going to happen anymore.
“Take it, Tyler,” she said, giving him a part of herself that no one else would ever be able to claim.
He didn’t ask her again.
The finger teasing her entrance slid inside, pushing through the wall of her virginity, and claiming her as his.
It hurt a little, especially as he added a second finger, stretching her as he claimed her V-card.
“Your pussy is so incredibly tight, Eliza. I hope you realize what you’ve done.” He pressed a kiss to her neck, and she gasped as his other hand cupped her face, turning her so that he slammed his lips against hers, taking the kiss.
He continued to fuck her virgin pussy with his fingers.
The pain slowly ebbed away, and rather than be disappointed, she was relieved.
“You know this makes you mine now, and I will never let you go.”
She didn’t see that as a threat, and in fact grew excited about what was to come.