Chapter 44

Tyson had meant to let her sleep. She had been so tired the evening before, she hadn't murmured a protest when he'd removed her clothes and settled her on his bed. He had also meant to put one of his T-shirts on her. Good intentions fled as her beautiful, curvaceous body was revealed to him. Careful not to disturb her, he reached over and turned a lamp on. Her skin glowed pale in the dim lighting of the room.
He wondered how this goddess hadn't been snapped up before now. She was perfection, from her long, slim feet to her wide hips, small waist, rounded breasts and graceful neck. She wasn't fashionably slim, but soft and curved in a way that made Tyson's mouth water.
Despite her incredible body, it was her face that arrested him most. Her thick eyelashes, slightly darker than her honey blond hair, were swept down across the top of her cheeks. Her eyes, which sparked green fire when she was angry or turned to shining liquid when she was turned on. She had a strong jaw and a wide mouth with full lips. He loved the feel of her plush lips under his.
He allowed her a few hours sleep before deciding he could wait no longer. He had patiently waited months to have her in his power, and now even a few hours longer felt like too many. Tyson always got what he wanted, and he wanted Claudia.
His plan was to make sure she was well and truly turned on before taking her. He was not a small man, and though she wasn't exactly small either, he knew very few women could take him comfortably on the first encounter. Especially a woman of Claudia's relative inexperience. She'd had few lovers in her twenty-nine years and none in the last fourteen months. The wetter she was for him, the better it would be for her.
He didn't want to wake her up right away, as he was fairly certain she would begin struggling. He disliked the thought of coercing her consent. Though he would, if necessary. He would do what was required to bring Claudia under his power. But for some reason the thought of hurting Claudia more than he already had wasn't particularly palatable to him.
He started with light touches, sweeping a hand down her body, gliding over her silken skin. She didn't move. Growing more bold, he lingered over her breasts and hips. Touching her as she slept. His mouth watered at the thought of tasting her. Never one to deny himself, Tyson leaned over and gently took the peak of one plump breast into his mouth. He swept his tongue across and around the pink nipple, enjoying the way she sighed and shifted slightly toward his hot mouth. The peak stiffened in his mouth, encouraging him to move onto her other breast to administer similar treatment.
Claudia shifted restlessly on the bed, her naked body sliding against the sheets. She looked like a goddess in the glow of the lamp, with the gorgeous waves of her hair spread across his dark bedding. He sifted the fingers of one hand through the powdery soft strands, marvelling at the delicate look of the locks against his big, dark hand. His cock surged at the sinful sight, urging him to continue with his seductive intentions.
Tyson was a big man. There was no getting around the physics of their differing body sizes. He wanted her to enjoy their coupling, but worried he might hurt her. He had wanted her so badly for so long that he was afraid once he started, he wouldn't be able to go slow enough for her to adjust.
He knew her body wasn't as used to penetration as he would have liked. Not that he wanted to imagine her with other guys, but the thought of her playing with sex toys had him vowing to do a little online shopping once she was over her initial shyness. Which is something he would spend the next several weeks working on. Tyson had never been an inhibited man and he suspected Claudia could match his sexual appetites once she felt truly freed from the stresses of the past few years. He acknowledged that her existence was one of survival with little time for sexual awareness. He relished the thought of remedying that.
He knew from their earlier tussle on the couch that she was capable of passion with him. That she had been turned on was undeniable, despite her resistance. He knew he could make sex good for her and he looked forward to bringing her pleasure more than any multi-million dollar acquisition. Glad that she continued to sleep deeply, he eased the blankets and sheets that had tangled around her hips and legs away from her body. She murmured a tiny protest and mindlessly reached for the disappearing warmth.
Tyson took her wrist in his hand and gently held it against the bed until she settled again. He let her go and very gently pressed her legs apart. She had a thatch of honey blond hair protecting her vagina. She had shaved around the lips and clitoris though. He had always enjoyed a natural look on women, but found he also liked being able to see every pink part of her. He eased his body in between her legs, mindful of spreading them too much and waking her with his shoulders wedged in between her thighs.
He spread one hand above her pussy across her lower abdomen, enjoying the contrast in skin colour. The soft curve of her belly felt so good against his roughened fingers. He slid his hand forward, gently touching the light-coloured pubic hair curled above the part of her he craved to taste. He used the fingers of both hands to spread her labia apart and examine the tiny hooded clitoris nestled within. Softly, he petted her inner lips and clitoris with one big finger, shaking slightly at the effort it took not to devour her in an instant.
Tyson knew that, in order to play his cards right, she would have to be mindless with lust before she woke up and before he forced her body to take his huge cock. He was not normally known for his consideration of others, but Claudia was different. Though, through his heavy-handed intervention, she was now living in his home, he wanted her to be happy. If he could satisfy her sexually, she may learn to enjoy her time with him. He realized now that her body was only one facet of what he wanted. He also wanted to own her smiles, her happiness and her joy. He wanted every part of her.
A better man might have given her more time to adjust to life with him before making sexual demands. Tyson was used to getting what he wanted, and he was done waiting to have his woman. Leaning forward, he flicked his tongue over her clit. She quivered, but didn't wake up. He stroked her with his tongue, learning every part of how she felt and tasted. He took his time, stroking her at leisure, prolonging the moment of her waking.
His hand shook with need as he gripped her thigh and gently pushed it back, giving him better access to the heart of her. He gently pressed a thick finger into the sweet folds of her vagina, entering her slowly and savouring the tight clasp. She was wet enough to ease his way, but she was still incredibly tight. He stroked his tongue up her labia and sucked on her clit, drawing the tiny bud out.
Claudia moaned and shifted in her sleep. She rocked her hips forward, pressing her pussy against the tongue that was pleasuring her so well. She tossed her head and brought one delicate hand up to clasp her pillow.
Tyson continued to arouse her body, enjoying the beautiful pink flush that was spreading out from her core. He knew that she would wake soon and pressed his advantage, sucking and licking her with more force. He pressed his finger in and out of her body, her own pleasure easing his way. He added another finger, gently stretching her.
With a moan and a gasp, Claudia woke up.
"Tyson?" she asked, her voice husky with sleep. She blinked down her pale body at him.
He tensed, expecting fear or anger.
Claudia frowned and shifted her legs restlessly. She tried to close them, but his wide shoulders, wedged between her thighs, stopped her. The heels of her slender feet brushed against his biceps. She stared at him, her eyes wide and cloudy. Tyson moved his fingers out of her body and thrust them back in, pressing the pads of his fingers against her g-spot as he slid home. She cried out and arched her neck back, widening her thighs.
Tyson hadn't realized that she was so close to orgasm. He'd thought only to pleasure her and then convince her to go further when she woke up. He hadn't imagined she would be this responsive. She rocked her hips back and forth against his fingers, encouraging him to continue thrusting into her willing body. Tyson obliged and lowered his face to continue his oral assault.
"Oh god!" she moaned, reaching down to place a hand on the back of his head, her fingers grazing his thick hair.
Tyson grinned and around the delicious folds of her pussy said, "That's Tyson to you, darling."
"Tyson, Tyson!" she called out as his tongue drove her relentlessly toward the precipice of her orgasm.
She screamed, her body shaking and bucking against him as she came. Tyson gripped her legs tightly and watched as the most beautiful woman he could imagine flew apart in ecstasy. He had known for months that this obsession with Claudia Cantore was more than fleeting. Now he knew for sure. He was in love with the woman. He wanted all of her smiles, all of her words and all of her orgasms. He was keeping her forever.
Kneeling above her, Tyson reached for a condom and rolled it on over a cock that was almost painfully erect. He watched as she drifted back down from the high of her orgasm, a blush spreading across her breasts and the peaks of her stiff little nipples. He watched as she realized what was about to happen and slowly turned her head on the pillow, her soft, pale hair a halo against the dark sheets.
"Tyson" she whispered.
"I'm going to fuck you now, baby," he said, gripping her thighs in his hands and forcing her legs back, exposing her lush pussy. "You will belong to me after tonight."