CHAPTER THIRTY
Billie relaxed under the hot, steamy spray of water, closing her eyes and letting it cascade down her front, soothing her body and mind. She was surprisingly at peace after crossing over the friendship boundary and into a sexual relationship with Tyler. At first when she’d realized she was falling for him she’d been panicked and worried, unsure as to how she was supposed to act after such a life-altering realization.
But as she’d lain in his arms afterward a peace had come over as he’d whispered funny things in her ear and stroked her long hair. Without saying a word, Tyler had shown her that he didn’t regret what they’d done one little bit. It felt natural and right, and not a bit strange or awkward as she’d expected it to. It was simply an extension to the already solid bond between them. Whatever the future held they would deal with it together as a team. Tyler might not be in love with her but she was the closest thing he’d ever had to a real relationship with a woman. He was certainly more than she’d ever had, whether friend, family, or lover.
She and Tyler had stayed up for hours, talking and making love. They’d made plans for Hawaii and even talked about the wedding and honeymoon. If he was feeling freaked out or suffocated, he hadn’t displayed it. After weeks of feeling out of place with him and not sure how to act, they were back in sync. She felt completely comfortable with him again.
Billie had her best friend back. She had also acquired a passionate lover along the way which was quite pleasurable. Making love with someone she trusted so totally had been a revelation and she’d been able to just…be herself. With Tyler she never had to pretend to be something or someone she wasn’t. She was enough.
Rinsing the conditioner from her hair, Billie heard the bathroom door open. She’d left Tyler asleep in their bed but apparently her knight in shining armor was awake and looking for her. The shower doors were completely fogged so she couldn’t see anything but his outline. Hopefully it was him and not a serial killer.
“Close the door,” she scolded, wiping the water from her eyes. “You’re letting out all the heat and steam.”
“Of course I am. It’s roasting in this bathroom. Are you trying to poach yourself? And save me some hot water. We have a big meeting in less than an hour.”
They did and Billie was nervous about it. This role was something Tyler desperately wanted and the entire reason they’d become engaged. The director obviously wanted to see them together. Perhaps he was suspicious of the timing of their relationship?
“That’s why I woke up early. I’ll be done here in a minute and the shower will be all yours.”
The shower door immediately swung open and Tyler stood there in all his glory. Buck naked and hard as a rock. Had he woken like that or had he gotten hard thinking about taking a shower with her?
Did it matter? Nope.
Stepping into the tiled cubicle, he closed the door behind him and then pulled her into his arms, sandwiching his hard cock between them.
“You weren’t there when I woke up. Don’t do that again.”
Bossy too, but she kind of liked the fact that he’d missed her in bed. She wouldn’t push back on that.
“I needed a shower,” she said instead, sighing with pleasure when his lips found a sensitive spot behind her ear while his hands gave her bottom cheeks a playful squeeze. “I’m done, really. I should go and get ready. We don’t have a lot of time this morning.”
Lifting his head, Tyler gave her his best sinful smile. “We have time. This won’t take long.”
She didn’t know what he was talking about but then he dropped to his knees and pushed her up against the tiled wall, propping her thigh on his shoulder. His fingers came up and began to trace along her folds, just brushing her clit lightly like butterfly wings on the petals of a flower. Gasping, her head dropped back and she gave herself over to the pleasure. So fucking good.
Tyler was right. This wasn’t going to take long.
His tongue joined his fingers and unlike last night when he’d drawn their activities out as long as possible, prolonging her arousal, this time he went in for the kill. Pressing two fingers into her tight, wet channel, he swirled his mad-skilled tongue around and around her clit, then swiped at it with the flat of his tongue before starting the pattern all over again. Within minutes she was a trembling, shaking mess and would have fallen to the wet floor if he hadn’t been holding her up. Her knees were jelly, her heart was pounding, and a pleasurable heat was sweeping over her body. She only needed a push and she’d go over.
He didn’t make her wait. Closing his mouth over the little button he sucked hard, sending her straight into the stars. She screamed his name and the sound echoed off the bathroom walls, sounding loud to her oversensitized nerves.
Before she could even finish her climax he had her lifted so her legs were around his waist and her back pressed hard against the slippery tiles. Thrusting up, he entered her in one stroke and they both cried out at the exquisite sensation of his cock fully sheathed inside of her. This was no languorous coupling of last night. This morning Tyler rode her hard and fast, barely allowing her to catch her breath. They were like animals going at each other, never getting their fill.
She felt her orgasm building in her lower belly again as she pressed kisses along his jaw and neck, anywhere she could reach. With every stroke he pushed them both higher, and she clawed at the already scratched and bruised flesh of his back.
“You like that, don’t you, baby? You want my cock.”
She’d learned something about Tyler last night. He liked the dirty talk. A whole lot. She had to admit it was kind of a turn-on so she tried to give it back to him too.
“I love it. Fuck me harder, Tyler. Give it to me.”
She didn’t think it was possible but he did just that, thrusting into her harder and rubbing those sensitive areas every…single…time…like an expert marksman.
“You bet I’m going to give it to you, baby. This cock is just for you.”
Of all the crazy dirty talk, it was his declaration of exclusivity that sent her over the edge. His proclamation that his cock was only for her was apparently just what her libido needed and she was off to the races. Toes curled, she screamed as her climax hit her unexpectedly, sending her spiraling into the clouds. Tyler was right behind her and he thrust into her twice more before going completely still, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
Even when he finally lowered her legs to the floor, he still held her up and thank goodness for that because she was still a quivering mess. Grabbing onto the metal bar in the shower cubicle she took several deep breaths, a big smile blooming on her face. Tyler too seemed to take his time recovering but she could see the happiness she felt reflected in his expression.
Billie was so happy that she couldn’t control what happened next. Out of the blue she started to giggle, and then to make matters worse Tyler joined in, making her laugh all the harder. Her stomach hurt and she held her hand over her abdomen as she wiped tears of happiness from her eyes.
“What are you laughing about?” she asked him, reaching up to trace that perfect jaw with her fingertips.
He shrugged and chuckled, pulling her in for a long kiss that almost singed her lips off.
“I don’t know. You were laughing so I started laughing. What were you laughing about?”
She didn’t even think about lying, not with him. “I’m not really sure, actually. I’m just so happy.”
His hands cupped her face and his heart was in his eyes. “Me too. Billie, I–”
She placed her fingers over his mouth. “You don’t have to. Never think that you have to. This is enough.”
It was more than she’d ever had.
He kissed her fingers and then pulled them gently away. “No, it’s not. You deserve the words. Billie, I think I’m falling in love with you. I’ve never been in love so I’m not sure what it’s supposed to feel like but I think this might be it.”
She was dizzy all over again but she forced herself to not look away. This moment was way too important.
“I think I’m falling in love with you too,” she said. “It’s scarier than hell, isn’t it?”
His expression relaxed into a grin. “It is but I’m glad I’m not out here alone.”
Linking her hands around the back of his neck, she pulled him down for another kiss.
“I think you knew I was out on that limb with you. I think you knew I always have been.”
“It’s going to be good, babe,” he said earnestly. “I promise I’m going to do all I can to make you happy.”
Did he not see it? Did it not show?
“I already am.”