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This feel
s so good… this feels so good,
I thought as I let out indecipherable noises of approval.

“You like that baby
girl?” Ty asked as he finished my hand.

“Yes,” I moaned, completely relaxed.
Between the orgasms earlier and this massage, I’m tired!

“Good…now roll over.” H
e was so close and his breath tickled my ear.

I rolled o
nto my back and felt the oil drizzled across my breasts and down my belly. My nipples got even harder as the oil ran across the peaks.  His hands started with my legs, working the front with the same care and sensuality as he did the back.  Climbing out of the bed, he was back in less than a minute. Opening my legs, he put one on each side of him.
Hmmm, I feel his bare legs against mine. He must have taken off his sweat pants,
I thought as my body clenched tightly at the mental image.

He put more oil on my body and then gently rubbed across my belly.  He massaged the oil in a sweeping motion, gradually moving up.  He circled around my breasts and massaged my neck.  Once all of the tension from that region was gone, he moved to my breasts.  Alternating between circular rubbing and gentle pinching
of my nipples, my body hummed from the sensation of him playing with my breasts. 

I felt the bed dip near
my shoulders, but I got a jolt from the closeness of his lips to mine when he said, “All done.” 

He helped me take my blindfold off
and he had lit candles.  The music that swirled around the room competed with the loud hum of my body. I looked into his eyes and I got overwhelmed. I felt like I couldn’t get enough oxygen.  I started taking deep breaths, willing my heart rate to slow down.  My eyes watered so I shut them tightly, trying to calm down. 

“What’s wrong baby girl?” Ty said gently.
 

I took a deep, ragged
breath. “I just… I can’t breathe.”

He pulled me into a sitting position. 
He was just wearing boxer briefs and they did nothing to disguise his massive hard-on.  We faced each other and as concern filled his eyes, tears filled mine. “What’s wrong Sahara?” he repeated, imploring me with his words, his eyes, his touch.

What could I say to this perfect man in front o
f me to describe how I feel? How could I explain my feelings?
I thought, fighting back tears.
 
“Um, I don’t want to ruin this night. I’m okay.” I leaned up to kiss him.

“Tonight, minus Bennett’s intrusion, was exactly what I wanted. 
Exactly what I wanted. Nothing could ruin this night, Sahara. So what’s on your mind baby girl?” he beseeched me with his eyes, wanting the truth. So I gave it to him.

“I just feel
overwhelmed because you make me feel so loved.  And I haven’t felt that way in a long time. I haven’t felt taken care of in a long time. I haven’t felt as happy as I am with you in a long time. And I look at you sometimes and I know I didn’t do anything to deserve you. The way I’ve ruined…” I couldn’t finish the sentence.  I took a deep ragged breath and fought back the tears.

I closed my eyes until the tears subsided before I continued,
“I’m just tired baby…you got me off repeatedly and you relaxed my body completely with that massage.” I kissed him.  “I just got overwhelmed with my emotions.  That’s all.” I sheepishly smiled at him and dropped my eyes.

“You are so hard on yourself baby girl,” Ty whispered,
tilting my head up so he could search my eyes. “If anything, I don’t deserve you. But together, we make so much sense. I love you so much,” he continued gently, overtaking my lips with his.  Laying me back against the pillow, my mind cleared as the kiss deepened.  And as it had been since the day I met him, being with Ty brushed all unpleasant thoughts away.

Eventually
, the kiss ended when Ty rolled me on my side.  He kissed the back of my neck and trailed kisses from my neck to my shoulder.  He pulled my body against his as he got situated behind me.
Dear God, please forgive me for my pass transgressions and allow me to hold on to this feeling for as long as possible
, I prayed. The last thing I remembered was him cuddling me as I drifted to sleep.

Chapter 14
   

“Ty come quick, look at this!” I yelled to Ty from the balcony of our suite at The Hotel Plaza Athénée.  “Who’s doing fireworks this close to midnight? Or is this all part of phase three?” I giggled with excitement as I watched a random fireworks display dance across the sky. 
Absolutely beautiful,
I thought looking out at the beautiful view of New York City.

Ty had planned an elaborate birthday wee
kend for me.  According to Ty, Phase One, Friday night, was the romantic night in his loft that was interrupted.
The orgasms and the massage made up for that tenfold!
I grinned at the memory.  Saturday morning, I woke up to breakfast in bed.  He made bacon and eggs and had a large white envelope on the tray with the words “Phase Two” scrawled across the front.  When I opened the envelope, it held a handwritten note that said:

You are the mos
t important person in my life.  You have no idea how amazing you are so for your birthday weekend, it will be all about you.  Pack a bag.

I love you.

Ty

Ty didn’t tell me where we were going, but I trusted him and I let him tell me what style of clothing to pack. 
When we arrived in NYC, I was a ball of excitement. But when we pulled up to the hotel, I was stunned into silence.  The hotel was exquisite—the lobby way more opulent than the last museum I visited—with beautiful murals on the walls.  The hotel was a work of art as was the one bedroom deluxe suite.   But the view from the balcony was breathtaking.  

Just as Ty came out onto
the balcony, another wave of fireworks burst to life over the buildings, lighting up the sky.  I felt his arms circle around me and I inhaled his scent. His hands traveled across the span of my hips. I leaned my head back onto his shoulder and let out a contented sigh. “This is nice. This whole weekend has been amazing baby.”

I gushed, “Sightseeing
and four different galleries Saturday afternoon and the rooftop lounge that night…And today
,
my God, MoMA was everything I’ve always dreamed it to be. And then the Broadway show followed by dinner at that jazz spot tonight.” I turned around to face him, wrapping my arms around his neck.  “Thank you,” I said softly, leaning in to kiss him.

“
You’re welcome. I’m glad you are enjoying yourself, baby girl. But the night isn’t over yet.  Once you come inside, I promise to make things even better,” Ty flirted as he kissed me, catching my bottom lip and sucking slightly.

I shivered and felt his touch all the way to my core.  “Lead the way.” 
After the missed opportunity on Friday, I can tell that Ty has been restraining himself. Last night and this morning when I got out of the shower, I could feel his lust-filled eyes on me. So maybe tonight is the night
, I thought hopefully.

Ty took my hand and we left the balcony and walked through the living room, straight to the bedroom.  I squeezed his hand because my excitement was palpable
and it couldn’t be contained.  Grabbing my shoulders, Ty positioned me in the middle of the room, with my back toward the bed.  I grinned at him, anticipation mixed with eagerness resulted in a smile so big, my cheeks hurt.
I love this man with everything I have,
I thought.

“Baby girl,” he breathed as he took my cheeks in both of his hands, cupping my face. 

“I love when you call me that,” I sighed as I leaned my head into his hand.

“
And I love you.” Ty emphasized the words by speaking slowly.

The butterflies in my stomach
spread at the sweetness of his words.  “I love you too Ty,” I murmured dreamily.

Ty looked over my shoulder
at the clock and smiled brightly, “Happy Birthday!”  He leaned in and kissed me. As the kiss grew deeper, I rubbed my body against his provocatively.  I could feel the stirring between my legs and knew I couldn’t wait one more night.
I love him even more for respecting me and for waiting for me and for wanting our first time together to be special… I love him for all of those things. But him being so amazing only makes me want him that much more,
I thought as I snaked my hand between us and ran my hand down the front of his pants.

Ty jumped slightly under my touch
and made a noise deep in his throat.  “Sahara…” he groaned as he wrapped his hand in my hair.  He tugged at the root of my hair and caused my head to fall back.  He took that opportunity to kiss from the base of my neck around to my ear. He nipped at my earlobe before he whispered, “I have something for you.”  I shivered at both his words and the feel of his kiss.  He unraveled his hand from my hair and walked to his luggage.  He pulled out a book sized box beautifully wrapped in metallic wrapping paper.

“Baby
, you’ve already done so much for me this weekend.  From everything at Libby Lofts to everything we’ve done since we’ve been in New York. I can’t accept anything else,” I squeaked, eyes wide.

Walking up to me with his
usual confident stride, my breath caught in my chest. Looking unnervingly handsome and unbelievably sexy, he wore burgundy tailored dress pants with a white button up shirt.  His burgundy, dark grey and white striped tie was still tucked into his burgundy vest.  His grey jacket was unbuttoned and completed his look. “Sahara, this is for you,” Ty lifted the box up higher.  “And you will accept it.  What you give me pales in comparison to all of this. Take your gift,” he commanded with a sexy smile that sent volts of energy through my body. 

I smiled and shook my head in disbelief.  “You are so good to me,” my eyes shined with happiness as I took the package out of his hand.  “Look at this wrap job!
I already love it! Did you wrap it yourself?”

Ty laughed, “No, I’m talented in a lot
of things, but wrapping gifts is not one of them.”

I laughed loudly and bumped him with my hip. “Will you hold it so I can open it carefully?”

“Anything for you.” He slipped out of his jacket and tossed it on the coffee table.

I grinned at him and put the box in his
palms.  Carefully opening the paper, I pulled out a solid black box.  Slowly opening the box, I came face to face with a round cut solitaire diamond necklace with a white gold chain and matching diamond studs.  I gasped and covered my mouth.  “Baby…baby it’s beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful,” he
declared. 

I lifted my eyes to his and the whole room started to spin.  I removed my hand from over my open mouth and touched his cheek. Pulling his face down to meet mine, I kissed him sweetly.  I removed the wrapping paper and jewelry set box out of his hands and on to the coffee table.  I kissed him again, this time more forcefully.  The need, desire, a
nd anticipation propelled me forward as I started to grind against him.  His hands pulled at my hair and then traveled down my back as his tongue pushed against mine.

When we broke the kiss, I took a step back.
I peeled off the Robert Rodriguez black mesh panel flounce dress and tossed it on the coffee table.  Standing in a white strapless plunge bra with black lace detailing, white barely there matching G-string panties, and white Prada pumps with a black crisscross strap around the ankle, I moved my lusty gaze up the length of him.  By the time I reached his face, I noticed his sparkling brown eyes were hungrily devouring my body.  I sat down on the bed and scooted to the middle.  I looked back at him and waited.  It took him only a second to recognize and accept my invitation. 

As he pulled off
his tie, he licked his lips seductively. Putting on ‘Whenever Wherever Whatever,’ he quickly undressed, uncrossed my legs, and crawled between them.  His naked body felt so hot against mine. He kissed me before he moaned against my mouth, “I was trying to wait for your birthday baby girl. You made it so hard for me. All of those nights with you lying next to me braless, wearing those short shorts.” His eyes dropped to my lips and then my breasts and then back to my eyes. He kissed me again, sliding his hand down the side of my body.

Ty sat back on his knees and pulled my wet panties down my legs. He tossed them off the side of the bed before he leaned up and removed my bra, tossing that as well. He ran his hands down my belly, resting them on my hips. Taking my right leg, he put it on his shoulder and kissed my ankle. I shut my eyes and
felt the sensation of him kissing down my leg, past my knee, and up my thighs.  He moved to the left leg and kissed his way up. When he got to my knee, I was surprised by his thumb as it entered me. “God, you’re wet,” he groaned against my ankle. Removing his thumb slowly, he trailed it over my sensitive sex before reentering it inside me.

I moaned and
rotated my hips against his hand. 
I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more than I want him in this moment,
I acknowledged as I opened my eyes. He intensely watched me with lust filled interest as he replaced his thumb with two of his fingers and found my g-spot.  The familiar pull caused me to moan and close my eyes again.  The hunger and longing I’d felt for this man culminated into that moment.

“Sahara, tell me what you want for your birthday,” Ty asked quietly through gritted teeth
.

“I want you,” I panted.  My
voice trailed off in a raspy breath as I felt his tongue replace his fingers. His fingers returned when his mouth found my sensitive bundle of nerves and he toyed with it.  Kissing his way up my body, he found my hard nipples and sucked them with the same wet suction and gentle strength. 
No man has ever made me this hot before.  Not even…
, I couldn’t even finish the thought because Ty’s expertise maneuvered over my body in a way that eliminated thoughts of any other man.

W
hen he reached my lips and kissed me, I couldn’t control myself. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rotated my hips into him.
This is how a man is supposed to make you feel,
I thought as I reached between us and started stroking him.  He whispered my name and I took that as an opportunity. 

I rolled us over so that I was in control.  I kissed him on his lips making a direct beeline down his muscular chest and his rippled abs.  I hovered over him and
lightly scraped my teeth over the tip, watching it twitch.  Giving it a slow, sensual kiss, I took him in my mouth.  Wrapping my hands around the base, I licked him up and down applying pressure and suction.  My slurping mouth wasn’t drowned out by ‘Whenever Wherever Whatever’ on repeat in the background.

Ty wrapped his hand in my hair and guided my mouth to
take him down further. Ty made the sexiest noise I’ve never heard in my life from the back of his throat. I continued to work him up and down until he couldn’t take it anymore and tried to pull me off of him.  I craved the sound of his desire for me.  I knew I wanted to feel him inside me and that I should stop, but the sound of his moaning spurred me on.  Bringing pleasure to the man I love was the ultimate pleasure.

“Sahara, y
ou’re about to make me cum,” he growled as his hips jerked, pushing him deeper down my throat. “Baby girl…” he moaned under his breath as I slowly pulled off of him, releasing him from my mouth. “That was…,” he let out a deep breath slowly before he finished, “amazing.” 

“
Mmmmm,” I purred, sitting back on my haunches and admiring his virility.
He is so hard…and thick…and long.  I need him. All of him
, I thought as my heart and my body called out for Ty.

He reached to the nightstand and grabbed a condom from
the drawer. Giving me his unbelievably sexy smile, he stated, “I’m not getting off until I’ve been inside you.”

I smiled coyly and kissed him. He flipped me over and splayed my legs out.  He put on the condom and placed himself right at my entrance.
While pressing firmly against me, he slipped each of my shoes off and kissed my instep. 

He moved up and down, teasing me.
“Is this what you want?” Ty asked, his voice thick with desire. The sound of my wetness echoed inside of my body, yearning for Ty to fill me up.

“
Yes…” I dragged out the word.  “I want you inside me.” Pushing only the head in, Ty stopped and stroked me.  “Please… please give it to me.” I begged. The anticipation killed me.

We moaned
in unison as he slowly filled me the rest of the way up, feeding himself to me inch by inch.  I felt myself being stretched wide in the best way.  Kissing me, Ty started moving in an experienced rhythm.  He was hitting all of my sensitive areas with his body.  He lifted my hips from off the bed as he thrust in and out of me.  We looked into each other’s eyes and he slammed my body into his over and over and over again.  It felt so good that I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer.  My body caved to the stimulation and I found my release. 

Repositioning his body, Ty delivered long, hard strokes while playing with my nipples.
“So good baby... It feels so good,” I moaned as he brought me closer and closer to my second orgasm.

“Yes…Oh yes…baby girl,” he breathed as he
leaned forward and kissed me.  He buried his face in my hair. Pushing my legs back further, he worked his hands over my body, making me cry out.  My body was quickly giving in to the orgasm, in need of release. “That’s it Sahara... Give it to me.”