“I don’t care who’s on top, Evie.” His tongue licked my ear. “I just care that it’s me you’re thinking about when my hard c**k is inside of you.” He grabbed my hand and placed it on his hardness. “I want every long hard stroke to make you think of me.” My fingers gripped his hardness and I swallowed as he grew even harder in my hands. “Now take your clothes off, put on the panties, bra and blindfold and wait. Don’t touch yourself either. I want your body waiting in sweet anticipation for the moment when one of us touches you.”
“I don’t want–” I started, but he cut me off and stepped away from me.
“Legs in the air, Evie. You’ll find the not-knowing when or who will make it, even more exciting.” And then he walked out of the room, leaving the door open. I stared at the open door and then at the underwear he’d given me. I couldn’t believe that I was even contemplating staying; especially after seeing the letters and being locked up in the room. However, I just couldn’t seem to leave. Not yet. I wanted to see how everything was going to play out. I wanted to find out exactly what was going on here. And if I was honest with myself, I wanted to be with Tyler as well. I didn’t think about that too hard though as I didn’t know what it said about me.
Chapter Five
Tyler was right. The anticipation of not knowing what was coming was exciting and scary. As I lay on the carpet by the door, I felt self-conscious in my bra and panties. I also wondered what the f**k I was doing lying here. I have to admit that a part of me felt like a fool. I mean, how can you not? Here I was, practically naked, with my legs in the air, waiting for someone to come and touch me. Yes, it was the sexiest situation I’d ever been in, but it was also one of the dumbest. I know some people would wonder why I stayed then. They’d ask, like Hailey, what happened to my brain? What can I tell you? I don’t know. Maybe the endorphins that were rushing through my body were warping my mind. I don’t know. I can’t explain it. My brain was shouting at me to leave, but another part of me - the daredevil part - didn’t want me to leave. The daredevil part of me wanted to see what was going to happen. The confident part of me felt like I could get through this. It was almost as if I had something to prove to myself. I wanted to get to the bottom of the Eugenie mystery and I wanted to work out Tyler’s story. I knew that wanting to sleep with Tyler wasn’t something I could control. It was my body, it was my soul. There was a deeper story to Tyler. I could see it in the sadness of his eyes. I could hear it in the hesitation in his voice when he spoke about Grant. I could feel it in the way his fingers touched me tenderly. Something in him struck a chord in me.
I heard the footsteps coming towards me and I froze. All of a sudden, I wasn’t as excited. All of a sudden I was tense. I couldn’t see anything though the blindfold. I’d have no idea who was touching me. It was a weird situation to be in. It was scary, but it was also exhilarating. A part of me had always wanted to explore my sexual side, but I’d always held back. I wasn’t sure why. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was sexually repressed or just scared what society would think of me. So I’d always been the good girl. I’d stuck to only sleeping with the guys I’d dated, even when they hadn’t been great in bed. Even when I’d been propositioned by men so hot, they’d melted my panties off with a look. I hadn’t slept with them because I wasn’t a one night girl. I wasn’t a girl who f**ked, just to f**k. Though that had obviously changed now. I’d slept with Grant and I’d enjoyed it; psycho or not. However, in this moment, all I could think about was Tyler. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to be touched by him. I wanted to feel the electricity coursing through our bodies as we made love. I wanted to be taken to the top of the cliff, not knowing if I would make it down alive. I wanted to jump off of a building, not knowing if a net was waiting there to catch me. I wanted to be consumed by him. My body felt feverish just thinking of him. And then I felt the first touch. Right in the middle of my legs. The fingers rubbed me gently back and forth and my entire body shook immediately and I felt the pressure against my clit. I felt the fingers moving back and forth gently and then more roughly, as if they knew how close I was to an orgasm already. My legs fell to the ground and he growled and pulled them back up. I moaned at the loss of his fingers and felt him move my legs over his shoulders. He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips.
“Tyler.” I said gently, knowing it was him from his taste and smell.
“You saw me?” He responded as he pulled the blindfold off of me.
“No.” I licked his lips as I shook my head.
“How did you know it was me?” He looked at me with surprised eyes.
“I knew your smell. I knew your taste. I knew your touch.” And then I said the words I’d been thinking from the beginning. “And I knew it was you that would come.”
“Oh?” His eyes twinkled. “You knew huh?”
“I knew.” I nodded. I knew deep inside that there had been a little bit of doubt, but internally I’d known, somehow, that it would be him that came. I wasn’t sure I’d have been able to sit and wait if I’d thought there was a real possibility that Grant was going to come.
“You sound very confident.” He smiled.
“Was there a possibility that Grant was going to come?”
“Grant went out, so no.” He paused. “Not this time.”
“Not this time?” I raised an eyebrow at him.
“How do I know you won’t change your mind and want him instead of me?” He stood up and pulled me up with him.
“I’m not that sort of girl.” Even as I said the words, they sounded false after everything that had happened.
“What do you want to happen tonight, wolf hunter?”
“I don’t know.” I whispered as his fingers ran across my shoulders.
“Touch me, tease me, and never leave me. Kiss me, lick me, I won’t think you’re easy. Fuck me, blow me, and close your eyes. I’m going to take you on the ride of your life.” He whispered in my ear as his fingers trailed down my stomach and closer to my panties. “Do you like this, Evie?” His voice was raspy, more urgent and his eyes searched mine. I stared back at him with my heart pounding. I shivered at the look of desire in his eyes. I was in over my head and I knew it. He smiled then, a warm satisfied smile as if he could read my mind. His fingers stopped their journey and he grabbed my hands. “Are you ready for what’s next?” He pulled me closer towards him, not blinking. I nodded slowly, barely believing that I was actually in this situation and agreeing to his unspoken offer.
“Good.” He said before his lips crushed down on mine, claiming what was his. I melted against his chest and kissed him back passionately. Wanting to be an active part of this journey he wanted to take me on. His hands squeezed my shoulders as he kissed me and I cried out as he pulled my hair roughly. He chuckled at the sound and pulled away from me. “You need to toughen up if you want to do this. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” I finally whispered a reply. “I understand.” Though I really wasn’t sure what he meant by toughen up.
“I like you Evie. I really do.” He said as he reached behind me to undo my bra.