He pushed against her while his lips devoured hers and his hands moved up and down her body. With a hard yank, he ripped her panties off, and then he was pressing forward again.
Her wet heat was brushing against the denim of his jeans and the friction was making her crazy. He kissed down her neck again and then feasted on her breasts, making her wriggle beneath him as her body grew tense.
“Mmm, let’s see how you taste.”
Before she could stop him, he scooted down, lifted her skirt and then his mouth was caressing her womanhood. No man had ever done this, and Elena was now wondering why.
Tyler ran his tongue along her folds and then sucked on her pulsing bud. Then he inserted two fingers inside her and pumped them. Something inside her shattered as pleasure beyond anything imaginable rushed through her.
“Tyler,” she cried out.
He continued licking her womanhood in slow steady strokes, and she floated back down to reality. Then he moved back up her body.
She could only see the outline of his face in the dim lights of the limo, but she didn’t care. This was the most miraculous moment of her life. Her night had gone from horrible to exceptional in a matter of minutes.
“I want you so much,” he groaned.
He lifted up and tugged down his pants, and then she heard the ripping of foil before he was settling back between her thighs.
“Yes,” she sighed as she felt the tip of him pushing inside her heat.
Sensations were already building back up as he leaned down and kissed her again, his mouth hungry and tasting like sex.
Then he pushed forward, sinking fully inside her with a hard thrust. Elena tensed as a sharp pain erupted inside her. She’d been warned about this. She just hadn’t known it would hurt so much.
“Are you okay?” Tyler panted as he moved back and then sank inside her again.
He moved slowly, in and out, and the pain was overrun by a feeling of building pleasure.
“Yes,” she sighed.
Everything was okay now.
Tyler leaned down, his hand gripping her breast, his mouth worshipping her neck and his arousal plunging in and out of her. He sped up and she felt unbelievable sensations building within her.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her head thrown back as his fingers squeezed her nipples.
“That’s right baby, feel it,” he cried as he pumped even harder.
And then Elena exploded. The first orgasm had been nearly mind-numbing. This time she saw stars behind her eyes as her entire body surged with feeling. Her core pulsed around his amazing manhood, and then he groaned as his body stiffened against her and she felt him pumping his release.
Elena ran her fingers up inside his shirt and stroked his hard, heated skin, feeling utter contentment as he sagged against her.
Never had she thought she would get her best friend back. But this night was magical. When he pulled from her, she whimpered, suddenly feeling cold without him against her.
Tyler sat up and straightened his clothing, and that’s when she realized he hadn’t taken a single thing off. He’d just shifted his clothes around.
Suddenly struck with embarrassment, she sat up and buttoned up her uniform, then pulled on her coat. She could do nothing about the panties. They were destroyed. She didn’t know what to say now.
“That was great, darling. Do you need a ride home?”
Tyler’s words took a moment to process. “What do you mean?” she finally choked out.
“My buddies are going to come searching for me soon. But I can have our driver give you a ride home before he comes back for us.”
Elena’s embarrassment morphed into total mortification. She’d just given her virginity to a man who had no clue who she was. He didn’t even know her name. He was so drunk that he probably couldn’t pick her out of a lineup.
What in the world had she been thinking? Oh, right. She hadn’t been thinking.
“No. I have transportation,” she said, needing to get away from this man before he saw her cry.
“Are you sure? You did have a couple of drinks,” he said, opening the door of the limo.
“I’m not driving,” she told him.
She followed him from the limo.
When she stepped outside, the streetlights illuminated his face, a face she’d dreamed about for the past ten years.
“Thanks again, doll. That was great.”
He leaned forward and kissed her, a quick kiss. And then he turned around and made his way back inside the gentleman’s club.
It took a few moments for Elena’s feet to move, and when they did, she felt numb all over. Surprisingly, no tears fell as she walked to the bus stop, then got on and rode the route home. She didn’t even cry once she was home.
But when the numbness wore off, rage took its place. If ever there were an opportunity, she would return the favor of making Tyler feel like a used piece of trash. He was obviously destined to burn in hell, and she’d make hell come for him even sooner than anyone expected if she had her way.
Chapter Three
Eight years later
You’ve become boring in your old age.”
A remark like that from his best friend? What was the world coming to? Tyler shot the guy a look that no one could interpret as friendly, picked up his drink, and downed the rest before he bothered to reply.
“It’s called growing up, Matt. We all have to do it sometime.”
“If growing up is so much damn fun, then you can count me out,” Matt told him before scanning the room.
“I hardly expected you ever to do such a reasonable thing,” Tyler told him. “I know you too well.”
“You and I are both only thirty-one, Tyler. It’s not as if we have one foot in the grave now.”