Be With Me (5 page)

“I can’t
Emily…”

“Can’t? Or won’t? I know
you haven’t known me that long, but seriously, I’m here for you if
you need to talk.” She reassured.

“I don’t think you want to
be in the middle of it.” He sighed.

“Try me.” Emily
smiled.

“I guess I came back here
and expected things to be the same as they were when I left.
Everything is different, and I am confused.”

“Things never stay the
same Ty, that’s the beauty of life. Changing and growing is just
the way things work.”

“Yeah I know I’m sure I
sound like a little bitch whining though.”

“Nah, I know you need
someone to talk to, and Jake can be hard headed at times, so I’m
here for you.”

“My life is just so fucked
up, here I am, a wounded vet, my marriage fell apart, and I have
the hots for someone who is totally hazardous to my
health.”

“Wait, hold up…you are
attracted to that woman, what was her name…oh Maggie?”

“Told you it was fucked
up.”

“Look, the first thing you
need to do is put the past where it should be or you will never be
able to move forward or have a future.”

“Fuck, I’m damaged goods;
no one is going to want to step within ten feet of me.”

“If you never let them,
then no they won’t…”

“How the hell did you get
to be so wise? I’m sure it wasn’t my brother rubbing off on you,
because he is a douche.”

Emily laughed out loud.
“I’m not sure calling it wise is the proper term Ty, maybe I just
fucked up, and finally saw the error of my ways.”

“Either way, Jake is one
lucky bastard.”

“I will take that as a
compliment. Now, will you do me a huge favor?”

“You name it.”

“I haven’t had a shower in
two days, because Maisy is fussy, could you keep an eye on her for
me please.”

“With
pleasure.”

Emily left the room and
Tyler was alone once again with his niece. He didn’t want to think
about the fucked up shit in his life at that moment, he just wanted
to relish these small instants that made him smile.

Nine

After spending a few days
at a place I couldn’t stand, I decided it was time to get the hell
out of there for a while and reclaim my sanity. The walls were
closing in on me quickly, and I needed a breather.

I spent the days going
through my mother’s things, the items she left behind were
worthless and of no interest to me, but I was instructed to clear
out the house and make it ready for sale. I would have rather hired
someone to do the job, but as her will instructed it was my
job.

I took a hot shower and
dressed in a pair of tight jeans, emerald green silk top, and my
favorite pair of black peep toe pumps. I wasn’t sure where I would
go, but Tyler had my rental car delivered to the house so anywhere
was fine by me.

After grabbing my purse I
locked up and headed out the door. I settled into the car, and
drove down the dirt road leading away from the hell
house.

After traveling for around
thirty minutes, I entered my small home town, and looked around for
someplace that would take my mind off of the events that I was
forced to live through during my unfortunate stay here.

The town was small;
actually Podunk would describe it better. We only had one small gas
station…that was cash only, a post office, some restaurants, and of
course one bar. A drink sounded like heaven to me at that point so
I pulled into the parking lot and removed myself from the
vehicle.

It wasn’t late by bar fly
standards, but there seemed to be a crowd gathering already at The
Angry Cow Saloon.
What
the fuck am I doing here
!

I would never be caught
dead in a place like this; it was dingy, smoky, and filled with
rough necks that looked like they just escaped the prison up the
road.
Yuck!

Of course entering the
establishment was quite an ordeal, the door shut loudly behind me
and I found myself being ogled by the cream of the crop of
loser-ville. As much as I wanted to turn the other direction and
run, the alcohol was calling my name something fierce.

I made my way to the bar
itself and propped myself up on a ripped vinyl barstool. I reminded
myself to disinfect my ass after this trip, there was no telling
what sort of funk I was contracting my coming in contact with its
surface.

“What can I get for ya?”
The scruffy man behind the bar asked.

“Do you have a local
wine?”

Everyone around me began
to hoot and holler at my request. “Am I missing something?” I asked
angrily.

“Lady, you have two
choices…Whiskey and beer, what will it be?”

“I guess I’ll go with
option number two.”

He reached under the bar
and filled an oversized pilsner glass with a frothy brew. He
clunked it up on the counter in front of me and eyed me
suspiciously.

“You startin’ a tab?” He
gruffed.

“Uh, sure why not.” I held
up my beer and saluted him with it.

All eyes were on me. I
felt like a piece of prime cut steak and this room was full of
hungry canines. Normally that would have made my ego sing, but in
this place I felt filthy.

Sitting alone in a strange
bar was not my idea of a good time, but I sat there quietly,
scrolling through my phone and drinking my alcohol.

“Drinking alone?” A voice
beside me asked.

I swiveled to the side on
the rickety stool, and came face to face with Tyler.
Holy
shit!

“Looks that way.” I
replied.

“Mind if I join you?” He
smiled.

“Sure, might as well have
someone to wallow in misery with.” I smirked.

“And what sort of misery
would someone like you have today?”

“All kinds…”

“For someone so complex,
you sure are vague about everything.”

“Me complex?”

“Basically all women in
general.”

“Oh so stereotyping the
female sex, is that something you do for fun or is that something
that just comes naturally to a Neanderthal like you?”

“For fun.” His mouth
turned up in a half smile.

I held up my glass to his
and clinked them together. “Well here’s to the female sex, may we
always be complex and the butt of many jokes.”

“Here, Here!” The entire
bar cheered.

Tyler let out a laugh that
for some reason affected parts of my anatomy, which had been
dormant for some time. His smile was infectious, and I wanted to
kiss those lips of his once more.
Bad
idea
.

We sat and drank until the
room was spinning…well I did. Tyler could obviously hold his liquor
better than me.

“So…how’s the fiancée?” He
asked.

“Let’s see, he’s in
Bermuda, with God knows who, and he seems to be enjoying
himself.”

“That doesn’t sound
good.”

“Probably not. I’m not
sure what to do…and why the fuck am I taking to you about it
anyway?” I laughed.

“Maybe you feel
comfortable with me…”

“Tyler, you are the last
person on this planet I would feel comfortable with.”

“Why is that?”

“Look at you! You’re a
hunk! You are sex walking around on two legs, holy
shit!”

Something turned serious
and heated in his eyes, even in my inebriated state I recognized
the fire burning within him.

“Well since you have been
so honest with me, it’s only fair I am the same with
you…agreed?”

“I agree one thousand and
five percent!”

“Here it is then…I think
you are sexy, beautiful, and I would love nothing more than to take
you home and be inside of you right now.”

With the words coming from
that delectable mouth of his, I wanted to take him up on his offer.
What would it hurt to spend a night in his arms? Richard was on an
island, doing who knew what, and I had the opportunity to have mind
blowing sex with a hunky male. Was it wrong of me to think that
way? Was I a slut for having the thoughts of orgasms and pleasure
run through my head?

“I don’t think that would
be a good idea.” I whispered.

“Maybe not for you.” He
breathed, just inches from my face.

I needed his lips on mine
though, and the close proximity to him was making my pulse race,
and my nipples bead painfully against my blouse.

“Tyler…I’m attracted to
you but…”

“And I’m extremely
attracted to you, as you can tell.” He grabbed my hand and placed
it on the front of his pants. His erection was straining the
fabric, and made my mouth lose all moisture.

No more thinking. I wanted
him more than anything.

“Okay.” I
breathed.

Tyler threw down a handful
of cash on the bar and grabbed my hand. He pulled me outside into
the night air and pushed me up against the outer wall of the
building. I felt his body press against mine, and he emanated heat,
that I could feel clear down to my bones. His rough hands began to
dance over my heated skin, and made their way to my aching breasts.
The pull and tug over my clothing had me panting, and all I wanted
was his mouth on me.

Tyler moved his hands and
placed one on each side of my head and then I felt the zing as his
lips crashed over mine. I didn’t hesitate to let him in, I needed
taste him, and so our tongues entwined and I became damp in between
my legs.

When he broke the kiss, my
breathing was unsteady, and I was shaking like a leaf in late fall.
Tyler had labored breathing as well, and just from the sounds he
made I thought I might combust right then.

“Got to have you now.” He
growled.

He then grabbed my arm,
and led me to his parked truck. He ushered me inside and pulled his
muscular frame into the interior. I was alarmed when he didn’t
start the vehicle, but instead grabbed me and pulled me onto his
lap. His hands were all over me, under my shirt, and tugging my
breasts free of their lace confines. My shirt came over my head and
the next thing I knew my bra was unsnapped and removed with expert
precision. I leaned back onto the steering wheel to give his mouth
better access to my waiting nipples.

He sucked and molded them
with his hands and mouth, and had me on the edge of an
explosion.

“Tyler, I need you inside
me please.”

He lifted me off his lap
and began to unbutton his jeans. “Take off your pants.” He
commanded.

I did as he said, and
shimmied out of the skin tight denim, throwing it into the floor
board of his truck. I watched in the low lit surroundings as he
pulled his cock from his pants and reached into the
console.

He removed a condom, and
within record time, ripped it open and sheathed himself. I climbed
on top of him and looked into is amazing blue eyes. I wanted to see
his reaction when he entered me; I needed to see if it affected
him.

I lifted myself up, and
used my hand to place his waiting member at my entrance. When I
tucked the head into my warm flesh he let out a hiss. The sound
went straight to my soaked sex, and without warning him I plunged
down until he was buried to the hilt inside of me.

The sensation I felt was
unlike anything I’d ever known before. I felt so full, and so
connected to him.

“Damn you are tight.” He
began to wiggle his hips.

I raised myself up and
thrust down on him once more and could feel my climax building like
the perfect storm. My actions became quicker, and I knew it
wouldn’t be long until I exploded around him in pulsing waves of
pleasure.

“That’s it, ride me, and
take what you need.” He groaned.

Over and over again I
moved on him like I had done it a million times. The first waves of
my orgasm hit, and I threw my head back and screamed.

“Holy fuck I’m coming!” I
yelled.

“I feel it baby, damn that
feels good.”

The sensations kept
rolling over me and I thought I might pass out from the enormity of
the pleasure.

“Oh fuck! I’m gonna come!”
He shouted.

I felt his cock pulse and
thicken, and to prolong his enjoyment I kept riding him with
complete abandon. Tyler let out the most animalistic groan I had
ever heard, and it set me over the edge again. I tensed up and
began to grit my teeth. He continued to pulse inside of me until he
was spent.

Once my second orgasm
subsided, I collapsed forward onto his t-shirt covered chest. Our
breathing and panting was in sync, and I could hear the massive
thud of his heartbeat.

“Are you okay?” He
asked.

“I…I’m fine, I
think.”

He laughed. “That was
amazing.”