Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos

The kiss goes from soft to passionate in mere seconds, and I straddle him. I should have never promised myself that I'll never fuck Tyson because it's about to happen. His palms cover my ass, and he squeezes it hard. He wants me just as much. as I want him, or more. And we are going to fuck in his office, on his deck, when he is alone in here writing, he will remember this moment.

I pull my head away. "Are we going to write sex scenes?"

Tyson's eyes go to my cleavage. The dress I'm wearing is not only short but leaves almost nothing to the imagination. "We are going to write porn so that women can read it like ladies."

I push my tits into his face, and he groans before covering my exposed skin in kisses. "Is it going to be vanilla or steamy sex?" Tyson looks up at me. "It's going to be kinky scenes, right?" A grin appears on Tyson's face. "I'm afraid I don't have a lot of experience with kinks," I pretend to be so very innocent.

Tyson seems to bite the bait as he asks, "Are you wet right now?"

I comb his hair with my fingers before caressing his cheek. "Very. What are you going to do about it?"

His hand goes between my legs, and he runs his fingers along my pussy, and his eyes turn black with lust when he realizes how wet I am. "Oh, Little Queen, the things I'm going to do to you."

"Like what?" I say before I remove his glasses, put them on the desk, and kiss him.

Our mouths devour each other as Tyson and I finally let the lust that has been consuming us day and night for the past month free. I want his hard cock inside me, fucking me until I'm so sore, he will have to carry me back to the cabin, where the others are waiting for me, and they will make me cum until I pass out from exhaustion.

My hands go to his fly. "I want you inside me right now," I pant as I try to release his cock from his pants.

Tyson grabs my wrists and lifts my hands above my head, forcing my back to arch. "I will take my time, tasting every inch of your skin before I finally push my cock in your sweet pussy."

A quivered breath leaves me because I know Tyson is about to fuck me senseless.

His free hand pulls down the front of my dress, revealing my tits. "From the moment I saw you," he says, while the tip of his finger circles my left nipple, "I imagined what your tits would look like."

For the past two weeks my tits have been more sensitive than ever and each time one of the guys plays with my nipple it drives me insane. My pussy clenches painfully. "Tyson," I whimper because I want him to push his dick inside me. His hand move to my other nipple, the tip of his finger brushes against it. "I jerked myself off thinking my dick was between your tits." I'll let him fuck my tits every day if he gets me off right now. His palms weighs my tit. "Your tits are bigger than usual." Are they? "Absolutly fucking loving it," he says before taking my left nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. I try to rub my pussy against his thigh but he yanks me higher, lifting my ass in the air. I cry out in protest, making Tyson more feral for me. "It was wrong of me to have such filthy thoughts, but I couldn't help myself."

"You're only two years older, a teen just like me," I remind him.

He slaps my tit before rolling my nipple between his fingers. "I was eighteen, I was supposed to know better than to seduce you." His hand goes from one tit to another, torturing my nipples and making me moan.

"At sixteen, I was old enough to give my consent."

His hand goes between my legs, his fingers caressing my thighs. "What about now, Little Queen? Do I have your consent now?" My teeth sink into my bottom lip. The inner side of his index finger brushes against my pussy. "Judging from how damp your panties are, you want me to fuck you, but I won't do it unless you beg for my cock."

My eyes go wide. "Beg for your cock? Jasper and Rueben are more than eager to fuck me."

Tyson gently rubs my clit with circular movements. "But you want me." Before I reply, he says, "Don't bother denying it, because you wouldn't be here otherwise." He is not wrong. I do want him. "I came here with one purpose only."

"Why do you want me to fuck you?" Tyson asks.

I blink, confused. "Because I'm horny."

"That's all?" He sounds disappointed.

What did he want to hear? That his dick is the best in town and I only want to jump his boner?

"I finally trust you with my body," I open up.

Tyson licks the valley between my breasts before kissing me. "I've known it for a while now. Else, you wouldn't have let me touch you so freely all these weeks."

Our gazes collide and despite the haze in my head, I try to think of a better answer for him. His fingers probe my entrance and even if my panties are in the way, I want him to dive his fingers so deep inside me that they reach my cervix. "Tyson," I whimper, hoping he will give me what I want.

"Unless you answer my question, I will stop."