Conklin's Foundation (Conklin's Trilogy) (5 page)

My body began to quiver with excitement instead of fear, waiting to feel Tyler’s velvety tongue on my soft flesh.  A low hum escaped his throat as he made contact, lapping his way to my sweet spot.  He twirled his tongue, and I thought I was going to convulse.

Okay,
I might never get used to this, but definitely could look forward to it.

Tyler’s tongue was relentless, teasing and taunting, pushing me over the edge twice.  My body went limp after the second time. 
I was exhausted and overly sensitive.  Tyler’s movements slowed, and he began trailing kisses up my body, his breath heavy and raspy.  I needed to muster some strength because he was revved up and ready to go, and he deserved anything he wanted after detonating a bomb of pleasure through my body,
twice
.

I reached for
the button on his jeans and fluttered my eyes open to look up at him.  He was gazing down at me with his mouth hanging open, his chest pumping rapidly and his muscles were flexed and tense.

I un
zipped his jeans and pushed my hands under his boxers.  “What do you want, baby?”  I asked, staring up at him with heavy, sated eyes.

He quickly moved so he could yank down his jeans and boxers, kicking them off the couch.
  “I just want to be inside you. I always want to be inside you.” His voice was scratchy and full of need as he hovered over me.

I bit my lip and grabbed him, guiding him to my entrance. He moaned and thrust
hard inside of me as a hint of pain tore through me.  I winced at his curt plunge.  I was still sore from making up last night.  As nice as five orgasms in a less than a 24 hour period might sound, it can really take a toll on your intimates.

Tyler drove on, deeper and deeper, faster and faster.  After his first few drives
, I became more comfortable and found myself meeting his hips just as feral as Tyler’s movements.  He didn’t take long at this pace and was stilling deep inside me, grunting in my ear and finally collapsing on top of me.

I let out a huge breath
.  With one hand, I ran my fingers down his spine while, stroking his hair with the other.  I tilted my head into his cheek.  A small amount of stubble was already starting to form, even though he shaved this morning.  A slight smile played on my lips.

“What are you grinning about?
” Tyler asked while shifting his head to look at me with a haze over his eyes, his body completely relaxed on top of mine.  I didn’t care.  Yeah, he was heavy, but I felt safe and connected to him.

“You,” I
grinned, my smile growing wider.  Tyler mimicked my smile, nuzzling underneath my ear.  I ran my hand along the soft prickles on his back.  He sat up astride me, as though he realized what I was grinning about.

I ran my hands over his chest, smiling even wider when I reached more soft prickles.  He quickly grabbed my hand and swiftly pulled me up, moving so he was sitting
and I was straddling him.  I giggled from the sudden movement as he held my wrists, still smiling.

“So you wax?”  I giggled.

“Nathan and I hit the spa from time to time… so what?” he said playfully, but was clearly embarrassed that I had caught on.  It made more sense now that I thought about it.  His thick coarse facial hair seemed to grow by the hour; it would only make sense that he would have more hair on his body.

“I hope you don’t do it for me.
” I caressed his cheek.  “I could care less.”

He gave me a
stiff smile, “Do you have a thing for gorillas?  Because I’m sure I would look like one.”

I laughed whole heartedly.  “You would not!  Besides…
I like a little scruff,” I smiled as I caressed both of his cheeks with my hands.

Tyler smirked.  “I should say the same to you.”

My eyes went wide. 
Shit, was it already time for me to wax again? 
I had gotten another wax with Jamie while Tyler and I were apart, so I shouldn’t have any stubble.

“Don’t worry, eve
rything was nice and smooth.” He licked his lips.  “But, if waxing bothers you, I really don’t mind.”  His eyes were dancing.  Did he like an au-natural look? 
Weird.
Was that how Margo was, his first and extremely illegal experience that happened multiple times? 
Uh, gross.
  I needed to not think about her.

“I would have presumed you liked the s
haved look better… considering you enjoy… um…”  My face went crimson.  Why was it so hard to talk about this stuff?

Tyler laughed.  “
I love
um
regardless of what it looks like down there,” he teased.  I closed my eyes, too embarrassed to look at him.  Tyler gently pulled me down on the cream couch and snuggled me so we were on our sides facing each other.  I still couldn’t muster the strength to look at him.

“Come on, don’t be embarrassed.  You did fine just now.  I might go a
s far to say that you wanted it.”  He smirked, pulling my face to look at him.  He gave me a soft peck on the lips.

“It’s just different.  You do it different…
,” I whispered, moving my eyes so they were anywhere but on his. 

A smug smile played across his lips.  “Different how?”

“I don’t know…” 
He actually knew where to touch me.
 

After all that time being with Connor, Tyler made him seem like a blind man trying to figure out an optical illusion.  Maybe that’s why I was turned off to it.

“Come on, tell me what you like…,” he cajoled. 

I flushed again.  Why were we talking about this?

“You don’t have to tell me.  I’m pretty sure I already know.”  His eyes were gleaming with triumph as he pulled my hips into his.

“You like when I play with this,” he teased, moving his hand down between my legs, rubbing that sensitive little spot.  I took a sharp breath in
.  It was still very swollen.  “You like it gentle.  When I make a circle around it.  When I give it a soft little suck,” his breath was low and warm against my lips. 

Jeez was he ready to go again?  How am I ever going to keep up with him!

“Ty…,”  I rasped, taking another sharp inhale when he pressed down.  I was thinking about his words, imagining his tongue doing what he was describing.

“You’re thinking a
bout me doing it, aren’t you?” he coaxed, his breathing picking up its pace while his chest thrummed against mine.  He made slow circles with his index finger, watching me intently. His eyelids were heavy while his mouth was open.  He moved his hand downward, inserting two fingers.  It felt so nice after being stretched by him earlier.  He inhaled sharply.  “You’re still soaked,” he rasped.  “I don’t know if I can wait until tonight, baby.”

I rolled my eyes back as he moved his thumb
to caress me again. 

“A
h,” I groaned, wincing my eyes.  I was still throbbing from earlier.  He brought his hand slowly up to his mouth, sucking on his fingers that were just inside of me. 

Jesus, he has no shame.

“I guess I should give you a little break,” he grinned after pulling his fingers out of his mouth.  “We should get dinner before we go at it again.”

I opened my eyes, still breathing heavy.  The ache in my belly had started to rise again. 

“Tease,” I rasped.

Tyler laughed and sat up.  “Come shower with me,” he coaxed with a conniving smile.

I bit my lip and made sure my chest was covered by my hands.  He rolled his eyes.  “I won’t look.  I promise.  I will turn the dimmer light on, too,” he teased, reaching over the back of the sofa, throwing a blanket at me.  He threw on his boxers and ran up the spiral staircase.

I looked away, feeling stupid for being so concerned about being naked in front of him.  I had just had sex with him in broad daylight on his living room couch, why was it so hard for me to stand in front of him without any clothes on?
 

Stupid stretch marks and stupid comments from family members
. 

I thought about my mom and all the little comments she would say to me, realizing she probably never meant anything by them.  She probably didn’t even think I took them the wrong way.  But I did.  I would forever have her eyes looking over my shoulder when I looked in the mirror.

I needed to make amends with her.  But I didn’t know how.  I needed to say what I said to her.  I felt badly for hurting her feelings, but she had damaged my self-esteem so bad throughout my formative years, I just couldn’t take it anymore.  I would have to figure out what to say to her and how to say it.

I heard the shower start running and wrapped myself up in the blanket to head up the spiral staircase.  A nice warm shower with a steam
y Tyler Conklin took over my uneasy thoughts very quickly.

Chapter 3

“I love that dress,” Tyler flirted, giving my behind a gentle tap as he passed by me in the large brown tiled bathroom.  I blushed into the mirror as I finished blow drying my hair straight.  There wasn’t anything spectacular about the plain yellow dress that flowed at the waist to just above my knee.  If anything it felt Summery, not a dress for five days before Christmas. 

T
yler emerged from the vast walk-in closet buttoning up a blue dress shirt with khaki chinos.  He walked past me to another closet and came out looping a belt through his pants.  He was so dapper and handsome, very fashionable.  No doubt all designer.  He dressed better than I did.

I started to put some mascara on when he slithered his arms around my waist, kissing my exposed shoulder.

“I’m going to freeze in this dress,” I grumbled, milking the tube of mascara before I applied some to my other eye. 

His lips slowly grazed from my shoulder to my neck.  “That’s what I’m
here for, baby doll.”

I
bit my lip as I tilted my head to the side.  “We are never going to leave your condo if you keep kissing me.”

His lips came up to my ear.  “
Mmm, as nice as that sounds, I want to take you out on an official public date.  Hand holding, pulling out chairs, kissing you whenever I want, no matter who is watching.”

His eyes met mine in the mirror, his arms tightening around my waist.  I
smiled at his mischievous Conklin grin.  A grin I had seen on all of the Conklin men, but it was the cutest on Tyler.

“I still feel like I should be wearing heels.”

“The shoes you have here will be fine.  Our reservations are in a half hour.”

“You know,
I haven’t been to Louis Benton in a very long time,” I said, running my hands through my hair.

Tyler un
wrapped his arms from my waist and placed them on my hips.  “It’s very nice. Quiet and elegant, romantic, no screaming babies.”

I froze when he said the word babies. 

Fuck, my pill.

“Something wrong?”  Tyler
asked, furrowing his eyebrows at me, noticing my body tense up.

I spun to
look at him.  “I really, really want to go get different shoes.”

Tyler scowled.  “Baby, you look beautiful. You don’t need different shoes.”

“Yes, I do,” I panicked.

If I took
it later in the day, I would be safe. I needed to get home and get my pill. 

Although I hope I
won’t start bleeding.  The thought annoyed me.  The last thing I wanted while Tyler and I were so hot was my period to make an appearance, although it would be coming soon anyway, fortunately after Christmas.

“Okay, okay.
Do you think Jamie would be willing to run them down to you?  I don’t want to be late,” he grumbled.

It was my turn to scowl at him.  Why did it matter if we
were there at a certain time?

“Are you ready then?” h
e snapped, releasing me to put on his watch.

He was never this short with me
.  What was his problem?

I called Jamie when we got into the car.  She wasn’t home, but out with some friends from her old job.  I tied my gray pea coat tighter.

“You can wait in the car while I
go get them. Jamie isn’t there,” I mumbled, worried he was going to be grouchy again.

“I will go up with you,” he sighed.  I hugged myself closer.  Why was he in such a bad mood?

Tyler parked the Lexus, and we hurried to the elevator and to my condo.  I quickly ran to my room, while Tyler stopped by the flowers from Gage.  His jaw clenched then he followed brusquely behind me.

Jeez, he was
in such a hurry.  I quickly went into my bathroom and popped the pill out of the plastic container and threw it in my mouth just as Tyler was walking in the entry way.

His eyes widened when he noticed what I was doing.  “Is that really
why you wanted to come home?” he gulped.

I bit my lip and shook my head yes.

He sat down on my bed and put his hand on his forehead.  “Shit, is it okay?  Please tell me you have been taking it regularly,” he asked in a menacingly low tone.