Page 20 of Approved (The Dapper Duck #1)

Chapter twenty

WEST

The anticipation I was feeling was unmatched by anything I had known in the past.

My feelings for Tyler were intense, and I wanted us to connect in this way more than anything.

The skin on my torso was hypersensitive; chills traveled over my body each time his lips touched me.

He had no idea how much control he had over me right now, but if he knew, he wouldn’t abuse it.

I hadn’t realized I would feel so worshiped by him when I made my request.

I had wanted to feel linked with him, and there was no other word for how I felt right now.

“Tyler, that feels so good. You spoil me.”

His eyes landed on me from under his long lashes.

My head was propped on a pillow, so I could see what he did, and my heart flipped in my chest when he smirked.

“There is so much wonderful skin to worship, West. I could spend days kissing every inch of it.” My cock twitched at his words and he noticed.

“Oh, you like it when I say nice things about you.”

I knew I blushed when he said it.

“I like you touching me.” I shrugged.

“I better get back to it then.” He grabbed some pillows and tucked them under my hips, which raised my ass giving him a better angle, for when he was in me.

I physically wiggled thinking about it.

“What was that?”

I laughed a little.

“Thinking about you in me.”

“I have a lot more kissing and licking to do before that happens.” I couldn’t decide if I loved or hated that.

Obviously, he was going to do what he wanted, so I might as well relax and enjoy it, or at least relax as much as a person can when someone is using their tongue to torture you.

His mouth on me felt amazing, as he scraped his teeth along my ribs, then bit my stomach in several places.

When he sucked a mark on my skin right at my V line a moan escaped me at the pain and pleasure.

He pushed my legs open my knees flopped to the side exposing my groin and ass.

He made a little moaning noise that made my stomach warm, and my ass flexed.

Unable to take my eyes off him, I watched as he kissed my inner thighs, then worked his way toward my aching cock.

“Ouch.” He looked up and smiled after he bit me just above my groin, then licked the length of my shaft, sucking on the taut skin, then bringing only the head into his mouth where his tongue gathered the sticky fluid I leaked for him.

“Your mouth is unbelievable. That feels so good.”

His response was to suck, and lick more before he took one of my balls into his mouth, and teased the sensitive skin with his tongue.

Everything he did took me deeper into bliss, it was a battle to enjoy the pleasure he gave me and not stop him so I could give him the same he offered me.

He flicked his tongue down my taint and over my hole, then flattened his tongue and licked my entrance.

“Oh, Jesus. Christ.” Over all my years nobody had eaten my ass, and that one lick sent me into a whole other level of pleasure.

“You like that?” He asked like he couldn’t tell from my response.

“I like everything you do. That feels amazing, though.” Suddenly, I was embarrassed because it seemed like I should have experienced all the possible sexual things.

“Nobody has ever touched me like that.” I wasn’t sure why I felt I had to tell him, but he made me feel things I had never felt before.

“Oh, really?” His voice held both curiosity and a question.

“I liked it a lot.”

He chuckled.

“Let me show you a few more things I know you’ll love.” With that he started to devour my ass like it was cake.

He kissed my hole, then used his tongue to relax and soften me.

The feeling of his tongue on those delicate, sensitive nerves, my body started to quiver in a way I was unable to stop, and what he was doing felt so good that it made me lightheaded.

He kissed, sucked and licked me for a long time, then pushed my thighs back so he had complete access, I was exposed but there was nothing I wanted more than to enjoy the feel of his mouth on me.

“You are so responsive to my touch, I can’t wait to be in you.” Honestly, I couldn’t wait either.

I hadn’t bottomed much because it wasn’t usually fulfilling, but there was nothing more I wanted now.

Tyler drizzled lube down my crack and then coated his fingers.

“I am obsessed with you like this. You look so needy. I want to fill that eager hole.” I hadn’t expected him to talk dirty to me, but I liked it.

He ran his finger around the sensitive skin, then slipped a finger inside, easily passing the tight muscle since he had relaxed me.

He started to pump his finger, my body accepted it easily, and I immediately wanted to be filled more.

“More.” It was the only thing I could manage to say.

“Greedy.”

He understood my needs, though, and pushed another finger inside, running over my prostate, which lit me up from the inside out.

“Holy shit, Tyler. Again.”

“Baby. I love to see you this way. Begging me.” His words made my heart flutter, and I felt fuzzy all over.

He already had so much of me, but I’ve never enjoyed intimacy in this way, and we were having fun while we enjoyed each other's bodies, which was new and wonderful.

He hit my prostate several more times, which sent shocks throughout my body. “Can you fuck me now please?” He looked up at me raising his eyebrows, then cocked his head.

“I don’t know.” He stretched me open more, then added a third finger to make sure I was ready for his long thick cock. He was above average, and I was sure he took that into account. “Based on the noises you are making I am not sure you want my cock.”

“Tyler. Please.” I moved my hips chasing after the fullness. “I need you in me.” He had me so wound up, which I loved, but needed more. I needed Tyler. “Please.”

“Good boy, I like how you beg for me.” He pulled his fingers from me, and I missed them instantly. Getting on his knees, he leaned over me, his tongue teased mine, and he moaned softly. I ached for him to be in me, but I could kiss him for days instead. His lips moved along my neck sucked a mark then moved down my chest and bit a nipple. Between my thighs, he positioned himself, his hand stroked his shaft a few times, then he held it tight and slotted himself against my opening. He leaned forward, letting his head slip inside of me. I knew how to welcome him into my body, and he had prepped me so well that I had no worries about pain. “How does that feel, baby?”

The terms of endearment were doing me in. I was connected to him physically, but emotionally too. I wanted to give him everything, including my body. A tear slipped down my cheek. “I love you, Tyler. Make love to me.”

“Oh, West.” He said in a gasp. “There is nothing I want to do more.” He leaned over me and slid slowly into me. When his balls were tight against me, I took a breath and enjoyed the full feeling of him. We fit together so well, I wanted to say I felt complete, even though that was a crazy thought. I pushed that away and let the feeling wash over me.

“You feel so good.” I managed to say as he leaned in and we kissed, while he started to roll his hips, his cock moved inside me. He was slow and steady, his abs rubbed against my rock-hard shaft, which gave me a little friction that turned the heat inside me into a wildfire—every stroke was exquisite, making me feel things I had never felt before. We moved together, our bodies writhing and searching for that pinnacle. “I’m not going to last long. I need you to come for me, Baby.”

I didn’t need much more encouragement. “Fuck. Tyler. Sweetheart. Yes.” I wrapped my arms tightly around him, and my nails dug into his back as I bit down on the muscle just above his shoulder—that was going to leave a bruise. My orgasm surged through me, as my body trembled with each spasm. The pleasure ran up and down like an electric current as I coated the space between us with my release.

“Oh, West.” He growled then buried his head in my neck while he pulsed inside me, both of us shuddered and moaned for a long time. It was not only the strongest orgasm I had ever had, but it was also the most emotional. Tyler lay carefully on top of me, his face against my neck, his lips teased the skin while we both breathed hard, enjoyed the bliss, and loved each other.

“You are amazing. I love you.” I whispered into his hair and kissed the side of his head. “Thank you. Thank you so much for being with me in that way.”

Tyler raised his head and looked me in the eye. “Thank you for letting me have you that way, it was perfect.” I went to get some wash clothes and used them to clean us both up, then sat on the bed. “You’re still staying right?” He asked.

“There is no place I would rather be. Let me get us some water and lock up.” He smiled at me and pulled a pillow against his chest.

“Okay. Come back quickly.”

In the kitchen, I found Earl, covered in cheesecake. We hadn’t put it away properly, and it seems he felt, since we were busy, he could just help himself. “God damn it, Earl.” I picked the little dragon up and carried him to the sink, where I had him stand in the basin. I rinsed off his tummy scales with the sprayer, then wiped his face clean. “You are a menace, but really cute.” I kissed his head. “Go to bed with your Daddy.” I watched as he flew down the hall.

When I returned to the bedroom, my eyes landed on Tyler, the sheet wrapped around his waist, most of his body on display. The sight of him took my breath away. He was beautiful, and he was mine. How did I get so lucky? When I slipped into bed, Tyler moved over to me, his head on my chest, my arm around his back. This felt like where I should be, what I had been missing all along. We fell asleep wrapped around each other. I hoped to be like this with him for a long time.

I woke up with Earl looking at me while he sat on my chest. Tyler wasn’t in bed, but I could smell bacon, which made me think Tyler had sent the little dragon in to wake me up. He had probably promised him some of that bacon. When I entered the kitchen, Tyler wore only boxer briefs and an apron while he put batter in the waffle iron. A bowl of fresh fruit, some honey butter, and syrup was on the table. Looked like we were having waffles and bacon for breakfast. He knew how much I enjoyed them yesterday, and my stomach rumbled at the prospect. When Tyler saw me, he filled a mug with coffee and came over to me, then asked for kisses. They weren’t deep but were tongue-heavy and carried a lot of heat. Today, I could feel the desire behind the kiss.

“Good Morning, Sexy.” I liked the look he gave me at the compliment.

“Good Morning. How are you feeling? Sore?” I certainly could feel that he had been in me the night before, but it was a pleasant reminder. It had been a long time since I had bottomed, and I looked forward to the next time with Tyler—he was a fantastic lover. He guided me to the kitchen table, where we sat and enjoyed our meal. We still needed to discuss a few things, but it had been a lot over the last few days, and it was time for us to plug back in to our businesses and any other things that might have been set aside over the previous few days.

“I think I need to go to The Dapper Duck today. At least for a few hours, I’ve put a lot on Spark’s shoulders and need to show my face.”

He nodded. “Yeah. I am going down to the shop. I need to check on Jamie, and it’s a lot of work for one person. I think we have enough business now to hire at least someone else part-time. Thanks to your special offer.” He nudged me with his thigh.

“I am happy it helped.” I leaned over and kissed him. I could tell we were on the way to building a solid foundation for our future, and it felt good. Even though this morning felt incredibly domestic, it made me stupidly happy.

Tyler and I slept at my house the rest of the week. Larry and Charlie got along like siblings, and it was wonderful to see since the two were at my house all day. They were pretty cute together, and it did my heart good to know we had our family unit, even if it was a little different.

During the week, I did some research for our future, as promised, I planned to find a therapist who would help both of us navigate Tyler’s PTSD. I could see a future with Tyler and wanted the very best for him, which felt natural because he was everything to me.