“Silver bracelets,” Alexia said, her voice laced with husky undertones.
Tyler grinned as he drew her arms over her head and cuffed her. When he grazed his fingertips along her flesh, she arched her back and parted her lips. He continued the gentle exploration of her body, causing her to writhe helplessly beneath him.
Alexia squirmed beneath Tyler’s muscular body. The thrill of being vulnerable to this man was exhilarating and dangerous all at the same time. He had the power to bring her pain or pleasure.
She tried looking from beneath the blindfold to see what he was doing, but couldn’t. She licked her lips in anticipation as he thrust repeatedly inside her.
“Oh, Alexia, sweet Alexia,” he murmured. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” he whispered against her ear as he held himself deep inside her.
“Oh, dear God!” she whimpered as his dick throbbed inside her pussy. Her juices trickled along her inner thigh as Tyler fondled her breasts. Painfully, he squeezed her nipples as he thrust his hips against her.
“Babe, you’re going to make me come,” he said in a low, warning growl. “Your pussy
…
so wet, so tight.”
She loved how he talked dirty to her while he drilled inside her. Sometimes he’d slow down, gently easing his way out of her and slamming it back in. He stroked her long, hard, and deep, making her scream like a banshee.
“Don’t stop! Unhh!” she groaned. Her voice was shaky, and she was determined to see Tyler spill his seed on her skin.
“Come for me,” he urged. Tyler snatched the blindfold off her eyes. “Look at me when you come
…
please.”
The feeling centered in on her clit, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she allowed the feeling to overtake her. “Tyler!”
“Alexia!” His voice thundered above her. She could feel his cock twitching inside her. He withdrew his dick, reached down, and snatched the condom off.
Thick, ropey streams of cum landed on her skin. “Mmm.” She reveled in the hot feeling of semen against her skin.
Tyler’s semen
. She sighed when he kissed her on the cheek and watched as he went to the bathroom and retrieved a warm cloth to clean her up.
“Aren’t you going to untie me?” she asked playfully while he cleaned her thoroughly.
“No.” He chuckled softly, made another trip to the bathroom, and returned. “You still haven’t told me what I wanted to hear.” He retrieved the key and unlocked the cuffs before he laid down beside her.
“Thought I told you plenty,” she whispered while staring into his eyes. Tyler’s eyes always mystified her. It had been so long since she’d gotten lost in them. Now it was time for the difficult part. It was time for her to come clean, and she promised herself she’d answer his questions honestly.
“What happened between us?” He twirled a piece of her wavy hair around his index finger. “If you were afraid to marry me, I wouldn’t have pressured you.”
“It wasn’t even like that,” Alexia shook her head and smiled.
“Oh. Your parents?” He arched a brow and sighed. “Isn’t it just like Miranda and Kelsey to control every aspect of your life? Hell, they hated me the first time you introduced me to them. So. What was it? They threaten to take away your trust fund?”
“That’s not even funny.” She knew he meant it as a joke but it stung just the same. “Still haven’t lost your sense of humor, I see.” She punched him on the arm.
“Hmm, still strong, I see.” He laughed as he pulled her on top of him. “Spill it, woman. Tell me why you broke my heart.”
“I don’t think I broke your heart. You always used to call me little rich bitch.”
“Don’t tell me you were that sensitive.”
“I’m joking.” She pulled from his grasp and sat up while covering herself with the covers. “Look, this is going to be hard for me to say
…
”
“Just say it. It’s been two years. I think I can handle the truth.”
“I stood you up because
…
I was pregnant with your son
…
Kelvin.”
The only sound in the room was that of the classic rock now playing on Tyler’s Bose. Tension filled the room and neither one of them spoke. For several minutes they sat staring at each other.
“I’m sorry. Say that again?” Tyler frowned and glared at her in disbelief as he sat up in bed. “Did you just say you were pregnant with my child?” He rose from the bed and paced back and forth in front of her.
Shame washed over Alexia as he continued shooting daggers at her with his eyes. She wished the floor would open up and swallow her whole so she wouldn’t have to face him. But that was exactly how her troubles had started in the first place.
“Dammit, Alexia! Answer me! We have a two-year-old son together?”
“Please hear me out.” She swallowed hard several times, afraid he would fly off the handle. He stood in front of her with folded arms. “Please
…
don’t hate me.”
“Finish it!” he demanded.
“I made the mistake of telling Mom, and she told Dad. This was after I didn’t show for our wedding. They wanted me to give him up—you know, get an abortion.”
“My child wasn’t good enough, right?” He smirked.
She looked at him for a few seconds. “I’m sorry. You know how they are. They wanted me to marry someone from our background. A self-made millionaire they’d already hand-picked for me.” She watched with grief when Tyler punched the wall and cursed.
He set his angry gaze on her. “It was supposed to have been me and you against the world back then.” He lowered his voice and plopped down on the bed beside her. “How could your parents have been such assholes?”
“They disowned me because I kept Kelvin.” She placed her hand on top of his. “He’s my world and so are you.”
“Apparently I wasn’t enough back then,” Tyler lamented.
“Back then I was confused and scared. I’ve known for a long time the mistake I made, and I’m so sorry.” She squeezed his hand. “If you hate me, I understand it, but please
…
Kelvin is your son. Don’t make him pay for my mistakes.”
He glanced at her sideways. “So. Had I never made the effort to seek you out, I wouldn’t have known, would I?”
“Honestly?”
He nodded. “Honestly.”
“Probably not. You were gone, your brother wouldn’t tell me where you were. I did try to find you. He was so mad at me. I don’t blame him, though.”
Tyler shook his head. “Yeah, that’s my fault, I suppose. He was honoring my wishes.” He clasped her hand between his and kissed it. “We’ve both made mistakes.” He lowered his head. “So. That’s why you’re dancing.”
Alexia nodded. “Yep. It’s only a temporary fix, at least until I can get in with Stallzheimer, Schmidt & MacKenzie. If you noticed, I don’t look directly at the crowd when I’m dancing. I’m looking over them. I have several drinks beforehand to loosen up.”
Tyler grinned. “Yeah. I saw that. I wasn’t just looking at that kick-ass bod of yours.” He winked at her and pulled her against him. “Time to get dressed and get our son.”
The End
Biography
Charisma Knight lives in the Maryland area with her youngest daughter and her soul mate. You'll discover her stories are a mixture of erotica and erotic romance that contain a wild edge with a little fantasy sprinkled throughout. If you're an avid reader of Charisma's stories, don't be shy—she loves to receive e-mails from readers. You may contact her at
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