The Freeuse Remedy by Wilde Cyra

The Freeuse Remedy by Wilde Cyra

Author:Wilde, Cyra
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-12-05T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter eleven

KIMMY

I jolt awake, warm breath tickling my ears.

Tyler.

He’s spooning me, one arm draped over my waist with his hand just below the swell of my breast. Holy sex marathon. Lucky the thing with Abel and Cain didn’t pan out, since I couldn’t even handle one man.

Tyler Ashton is a beast in bed.

Maybe he’s right, after all. I must’ve been wasted that night all those years ago because I don’t remember him being this … skilled. The man is insatiable. Dominant. Oh, and filthy as hell.

My entire body aches, but in a delicious, well-fucked kind of way. Guess Tyler really delivered. God knows how many orgasms he gave me. My toes are still curled from the last one—me, clawing his back, screaming his name. And him, pounding me hard, telling me he …

Heat creeps up my neck.

Owns my pussy?

I squeeze my thighs to check if I can feel Tyler dripping out of me—except he shifts behind me, rubbing his morning wood against my ass.

Slowly, I roll over in his embrace.

Awake, Tyler is a smug bastard. Always sporting that smirk, those dimples.

Sleeping Tyler is … approachable. Messy hair. Dark, inky lashes. His stubble in need of a trim—the way they scraped between my thighs last night …

I swallow, my gaze dropping past his strong jawline to his eagle tattoo. What’s the real story behind it? Probably to impress the ladies. But the timing is strange.

I trace the outline of each feather, memorizing every line.

Tyler stirs. I’m about to retract my finger when he seizes it, blue-green eyes snapping open. “Morning, princess. Miss me already?”

How. Annoying.

I yank my hand free.

He chuckles and props himself on an elbow, biceps flexing.

I wiggle out of his embrace, but his arm tightens around my waist again, pulling me in.

“Where are you going?”

“Breakfast, shower, things people usually do when they wake up. In case you’ve forgotten, this isn’t a shagcation. My mom—”

“Your mom can wait.” He rolls me over, pinning me beneath him. Trails open-mouthed kisses along my jaw, my neck. “In case you’ve forgotten, we had a deal. Your body is mine for forty-eight hours.”

“Thirty-six. And counting.”

His nostrils flare.

I arch a brow, triumphant.

If Tyler thinks he can boss me around just because he rocked my world last night, he’s dead wrong. And yes, I agreed to our Christmas fuck buddy deal, but not to his terms. My terms. Never his.

Except my skin tingles everywhere he touches me. And my pussy is … wet. Needy. Still, I don’t have to fold right away. Sure, I lost every round last night, but that doesn’t mean he can steamroll me all weekend.

Tyler grips my chin. Claims my lips. Slow. Sensual. Exploring … conquering. Damn him and those talented fingers toying with my breasts.

“We need to—”

He swallows my protests, nudging my thighs apart so he can settle between them.

After the multiple rounds last night, I should be running for the hills. Instead, I rock my hips against him, craving his thick, hard cock inside me.

“Breakfast or my dick? Your choice.”

I narrow my eyes.



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