"Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"It's okay, baby."

Tears filled my eyes, making my vision blurry. I ruined it. Just like I ruin everything. Can't I ever do anything right?

"Hey." Tyrone cupped my cheek and turned my head to face him. "Look at me, Sin."

I opened my eyes and stared up at his face hovering inches above my own. His body was completely covering mine, skin against skin, and I loved the feel of it. For the first time in years I felt no panic having someone on top of me.

"I ruined it," I whispered. "I'm sorry."

"You didn't ruin anything." He smiled as he wiped a tear with his thumb. "It was so beautiful to watch you give yourself over to the pleasure."

"B-but what about you? You didn't. . ."

"It was worth it to watch you baby," he muttered.

Reaching up, I gripped his shoulders. His skin was smooth and warm and covered in a layer of sweat. But he was also firm. I glanced up at his face for a second before lowering my eyes. My hands drifted lower to his collarbone.

I traced the strong bone with my fingertips. Tyrone raised himself onto his elbows. His lower body was still firmly pressed against mine, but he had put some space between our upper bodies.

My hands slipped lower. I could feel his erratic heartbeat beneath my palm. I hesitated, and then traced his nipples.

Tyrone groaned softly his cock twitching inside me. My stomach clenched.

"You're going to be the death of me," he moaned.

"Because I'm touching you?"

"Yes, and I can feel your pussy clenching around my cock."

"Oh."

I glanced between us where our bodies were still joined. A thrill washed through me which made the heat flare to life again. I bit my lip, and spread my legs wider and then tilting them upwards. The air got locked in my throat when he moved inside me again. His body tensed above mine, but he didn't pull away.

"Sin."

Tyrone pushed himself up onto his knees and spread his legs wider, but with his body still covering mine this time. His movements were slow and careful. He raised his body a little more. My eyes dropped to the view of our joint bodies on their own accord. I moved my hips again and watched as he slipped out of me a little and then entered me again.

"D-does it feel good?" I asked him.

My eyes darted up to his face to find his eyes already on mine. He was frowning and his lips were pursed. My movements instantly stopped.

"T-Tyrone?"

"I'm trying hard not to come," he whispered.

"Why?"

He blinked at me but he didn't answer. Instead he ordered me to wrap my legs high around his hips. Tyrone slid an arm under me and around my waist. He pulled me against him, making me gasp when he suddenly sat up. With some manoeuvring, he sat back and straightened his legs. I was sitting on his lap now with him still buried deep inside me.

"I want you—" his words trailed off as his phone started ringing.

He sighed, but made no move to pick it up. His eyes caught mine briefly and then dropped to my lips. I knew what it meant. Parting my lips, I leaned forward and pressed them against his. He groaned. Tyrone buried a hand in my hair as his tongue invaded my mouth. I moaned, clutching his shoulders tighter. His hands slowly slipped down my back to my hips.

"Move your hips baby," he whispered against my lips.

I pulled away to look at him as I did what he ordered. My head dropped back and my eyes fluttered close as pleasure washed through me. Tyrone's grip on my hips loosened. My head snapped up when he sucked my nipple into his mouth. The sharp tugs sent me right over the edge again.

I cried out, clutching him tightly.

Tyrone groaned against my throat. His body tensed and a second later I felt pressure inside me. His dick jerked against my inner walls and his body shuddered against mine. With both arms wrapped around my waist and his head buried against my neck, he clung to me as I clung to him.

"You okay?"

"You keep asking me that."

"Because I want to make sure that you're okay. This was a big step for you." He pulled away to stare up at me. "I need to know that you're okay."

"I'm okay," I said softly. "I'm great. Very happy."

Tyrone smiled at me. "Glad to hear it. Now lets go take a shower, and then we'll go to bed."

My face fell. "We're not doing it again?"

"Not tonight."

I pouted.

He laughed.

Reaching up, he moved some of the damp hair behind my ear. His eyes slowly trailed over my face, searching for something. Tyrone must've found it because he pressed a kiss to my cheek.

His hands gripped my hips and slowly raised me. A moan fell from my lips when he slipped from my body. He lowered me to the mattress next to him. I spread my legs and stared at my pussy. Thick white liquid slowly seeped from my sex. It was the same liquid that leaked from Bella when she and Michel had sex.

"It's cum."

My eyes snapped up.

"It's my cum."

I jerked when he suddenly slipped a finger into me again. When he pulled it out, he held his hand closer to my face so I could see. His fingers were soaked with thick white stuff, cum like he said. My mouth fell open when he raised his hand to his face. Tyrone sucked his finger clean, and then gave me a smile.

Curiosity got the best of me. I dipped a finger between my legs and into my pussy, and then slipped it into my mouth. It had no specific flavour, a bit salty, but it didn't taste bad. When I glanced up at him, he was staring at me with his mouth hanging open.

"What?" I asked softly.

His mouth slammed shut. Shaking his head, he stood and turned towards me. I crawled closer with a small smile.

"You, little girl, are going to be the cause of the worst case of blue balls in history."