Chapter 47

Tyler felt the warmth of the tears that Meredith continued to shed on his bare chest. She had immediately collapsed against him and had snuggled up so tightly to him, he didn't want to let her go. Even though she still cried, it had slowed considerably and her breathing had evened out, matching his.

"Thank you," she whispered, running the back of her hand across her nose.

"Hey," he caught her chin, tipping it so that he could look into her eyes. She felt his hand come up behind her head and tangle in her hair to keep her steady. "The pleasure was all mine. You are one hot piece of ass," he teased.

She gave a very unladylike snort that caused a smile to spread across his face. "I can still feel how hard you are," she wiggled against him.

"Doesn't matter," he shook his head. "This has been the most pleasure I've ever had. You let me worry about how hard I am."

That didn't sound fair to her, almost like he was taking something away that should be hers. "What if I wanted to help