All the President's Men 2: Tyler's Tasty Treat

Tyler took the supplies provided and gently cleansed the two wounds remaining on her back. “This looks good, you shouldn’t need the bandages more than a day or two more.” He told her as he ran his hand over her back.

“That’s good, I’m glad it’s healing.” She answered, slightly out of breath. She wasn’t sure why she was reacting this way to having his hands on her. He had touched her plenty of times in the last few days, but now his touch was somewhat different.

Tyler quickly and efficiently finished changing her dressings, then slipping his hands around her, brushed his lips over the back of her neck. “All done baby, how does that feel?” he asked in a deep, gravelly voice.

“Umm…good…thank you…I should get up and dressed now.” She answered placing her hands over his to leverage herself up.

Using his hands on her waist, he pulled her further into his lap and smoothed his lips over the back of her neck to her shoulder, slowly running his hands up her body to cup her small, firm breasts.

“Oh, Tyler…I—” She moaned.

“Yes, baby, do you want me? I heard you in the shower. Were you thinking of me? Did you touch yourself here?” He murmured against her neck kissing, licking and nibbling, his hands palming her breasts.

“I…you did…um…please.” She couldn’t seem to form words, his hands felt so good on her breasts. Arching her back and pushing into him, she moaned again.

“Yes, baby, I heard you call my name, were you playing here?” he asked as he turned her head and brushed her lips, trailing one hand down to her mound and squeezing, leaving the other hand playing on her breast.

“Oh, please,” she cried again, wanting more.

Brushing her lips again, he pinched her nipple and when she opened her mouth, slipped his tongue in. Turning her more firmly in his arms, he trailed one finger into her folds, finding her clit and gently stroking it.

“I can make it good for you. Do you want this Tammy? Please baby let me make you feel good.” He crooned, adding another finger and applying more pressure to her clit.

Tammy shuddered and arched in his arms wanting more, but not knowing what.

“Tyler, I…I never—” she tried to tell him.

“Shh, baby, I’ll make it good,” he said, slipping one finger inside her.

“But…I haven’t,” she tried again.

Tyler pushed deep inside her until he felt the barrier. Now he understood what she was trying to say. She was new to this. How this beautiful girl had managed to keep herself a virgin, he had no idea.

“Baby, have you ever been with a man before?” he asked, nibbling on her lips and slowly turning her to straddle his lap and face him.

He pushed the robe off her arms and the towel fell to pool in her lap. Pushing the towel to fall on the floor, he slipped three fingers inside her and pushed his thumb to circle her clit.

His mouth still against hers, he asked, “Baby, do you want me? I’ll make it good for you, please, baby.” He started kissing and nibbling her breasts.

“Oohh, Ty, I…don’t…please…oohh.” She moaned as he took a breast in his mouth. She did want this badly, but was scared and not sure.

She hadn’t had any affection or tenderness since her mother died. Her father didn’t care and she was never with any of the families they stayed with long enough to bond with them. She was starved for kindness and love.

Tyler was providing that, and closing her eyes, she let herself relax into his arms. What would it hurt to trust him? She had been strong for so long. She wanted someone to hold and take care of her.

Reaching down, she wrapped her hands around his head and pulled him closer. “Yes,” she whispered, “yes I want you, take me, make me yours,” she said, holding him tighter.

“Hold on baby, we’re taking this to a bed,” he told her, standing and slipping his hands under her thighs to hold her.

Tammy wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder as he carried her to his bedroom.

Kicking the door open, he laid her on the bed and crawled over her, taking her mouth again. “Just relax, baby, I’ll make it good.”

Being careful not to put too much pressure on her back, he moved her to the center of the bed.

Standing up he looked down at her with lust, staring deep into her eyes. “Shh, baby, I’ll take care of you.” He told her as he quickly removed his shirt, shoes and socks. Undoing his pants, but leaving them on for now, he grabbed a few condoms from the bedside table and put them within easy reach.

Tammy watched as he removed his clothes. He was gorgeous in them, but without them there were no words to describe what she was seeing.