“Whoa.” His eyes went wide when his finger found my wetness, causing me to squirm.
“I can’t wait to get back to the room, I’m so ready.” I kissed him as he continued to play.
“Yes, you are.” He winked, removing his hand when the waiter approached. After we ordered, I presented him with his birthday gift, a black, braided-leather bracelet with a sterling-silver, heavy-duty clasp, and the initials “T” and “Z” engraved on the side touching his wrist.
“I love it, Z.” Ty kissed me, clearly touched by my gesture. “I will never take this off.”
Once our food arrived, we had little interest in eating and rushed our dinner to get up to the room. In the elevator up to our floor, Ty pressed me against the rail, his knee in between my legs, rubbing me against his jeans while he sucked on my earlobe. As our floor approached, he cupped my face in his hands. A shadow crossed his face.
“I don’t want to go, Z. I don’t want to be without you. I’m not cut out to do this.” Ty confessed.
“Ty, you are. We can. We have to. We will FaceTime every night and will see each other as often as possible.” I squeezed his hands against my face, I wanted him to believe it, so Carter wouldn’t be right.
“No. I’m serious. I’ve given it a lot of thought. I won’t be able to concentrate on anything when I’m gone, am I crazy?” Ty looked pained. “I need you.”
“Babe, I love you so much, but you truly need to do this for yourself. And I have to go to school.” I hoped to be encouraging but I was really pleading.
“I’ll never love anyone but you, butterfly. I hope you know that.” Ty stroked my face. “Nothing means more to me than you. Even the band.”
Those words caused my heart to plummet to the bottom of the elevator shaft.
“Oh Ty.” I leaned into him, holding him tightly. At that moment I knew that Carter was right and what I had to do.
I needed him so much though. If I had to give him up forever, I still wanted Ty to be my first. Selfishly, I felt that I deserved to have at least that. Ty’s lips were suckling the back of my neck, his arms running up and down my hips as I swiped the card key and opened the door. Once we were in our room, I turned around and looked into his trusting, blue eyes and kissed him like it was the last kiss we’d ever have. We had done everything together this summer but the actual deed and making love to him tonight would be my only chance.
Ty ran his hands up and down my hips, hooking his fingers in the bottom of my dress, and lifted it up over my head, leaving me only in my bra and butterfly necklace. Drawing me close, his hands roamed all over my body, as if he were imprinting himself on me. I reached back and unclasped my bra, my breasts spilled out and he immediately cupped them as he loved to do, thumbing my nipples into hard points. Walking me backward toward the bed, when the backs of my legs hit the mattress, Ty swooped down the comforter and lay me back on the sheets.
“I love you so much, Zoey.” Ty’s words bored into my soul, his deep voice broke. “I’ve been waiting for this day for so long.”
Trying to focus on anything but my despair was proving difficult until I watched my man undressing. I was now so comfortably naked in front of him. His earnest smile when his clothes hit the floor comforted me. I slowly stroked my clit for him because watching me touch myself made him go mental. Tonight was about us. What made us happy.
Snarling, he pulled down his boxer briefs and his erect cock bobbed straight up in the air, already wet at the tip. I wanted him more than I’d wanted anything in the world. I scooted closer to him, still flicking over myself. Ty pushed my legs open and, leaning over me, swiped his tongue through my fingers and my wetness. Covering my pussy with his mouth, he worked two fingers inside me.
Licking then sucking, swirling then blowing, Ty explored every part of my sex so deliciously while fingerfucking me into oblivion. Knowing that this would be the first and last time we’d be together this way was so confusing. My mind was devastated. My body was aroused. My heart loved this man more than I could comprehend.
I squeezed my eyes shut against the tears, my fingers digging into his scalp, crying out over and over in bliss as his tongue relentlessly circled my clit while his fingers curled against a pleasure spot deep inside me. All at once, I was overcome, arching up and coming so hard I nearly blacked out.
Ty held and kissed me until I was cognizant again. Lying side-by-side, Ty gazed deeply into my eyes and gently pulled my leg over his hip. Fisting his cock, he rubbed and swirled the thick crown of his penis all through my folds and against my still-pulsing clit. He positioned himself at my entrance and slowly and shallowly rocked inside me a few centimeters at a time, caressing my body with his free hand, searching my eyes to make sure I was okay. How he maintained control, I don’t know, his breathing was short and static, as if it took every ounce of willpower not to just thrust in.
“Zoey, thank you for the most amazing birthday. I love you so much.” Ty’s lips touched mine, his eyes dreamy. He repositioned
