That one exception

Part 7

"No it did...no poking things inside you...that right?" I leant forward as if I was going to claim his mouth again, instead I move at the last moment and kiss him lightly on the side of his mouth, hearing him making a plaintive noise, I smirked enjoying the sounds he was making more than I probably should. I watched as he nodded slowly as if he was so distracted that he wasn't sure what he'd been asked.

 "What about this?" I pressed my lips to his, my tongue quickly exploring his mouth before I pull back, forcing myself to keep control of my own desire, I wanted to know how much I could tease him before he either said or did something about it. 

He squirmed against me, making me focus on every little movement of his body, he swallowed loudly before stammering between heavy breaths "uh...N-no...kissing is...good"

I nipped at his lips, moving back and asking if he was sure every time he moved to meet my lips.

"You're sure?...You're really sure?...cos I wouldn't want to do something you don't like....are you sure you're sure?" I could see him start to get frustrated with me constantly interrupting something he wanted to happen. A deep growl of frustration bubble up from his chest as he tried again to break my grip on his wrist, reaching back with his other hand to try and pry my fingers loose giving me the perfect opportunity to capture both of his hands behind him. He looked up at me and frowned as he tugged against my grip. "Oops" I smirked as I lent down and started nibbling on his neck.

"What...No...no oops...Tyler...don't tease" Mini whined as he became more and more out of breath.

"But you make the cutest noises when you turned on" I teased as I bite down on the marked sweet spot and was rewarded with the sound of him trying to hold back a moan as his body betrayed him by melting into my arms.  All pretence of resistance gone as he stood in my arms completely pliant, with his head back and eyes closed as I nibbled and kissed the entire length of his neck, ears and jaw, drawing a whimper or moan from him with every nip and kiss.  Moving his hands so that his wrists crossed I held both in one hand as my free hand slid under his shirt, tracing every curve, bump and indentation as I hungrily devour his mouth once more.  I wanted more, to hear the most abandoned moan I could coax out of him and watch as his grasp on his self-control slowly came undone. 

"W-Wait" he gasped his eyes half closed, his body still like putty in my hands

"Do you want me to stop?" I struggled to control my overwhelming need, even my voice was strained with lust as I pulled back a little to give him some space.

"No!... g-god no...I just n-need to....do something" his aroused stammering did nothing to quell the urges I was struggling with.  I nodded and moved back a few steps reluctantly letting go of him so he could move.  He stepped forward putting his hands on my chest and making me step back until I hit the end of the bed, over balance and fall into the sitting position.  Before I could complain he had his hands around the back of my head and his mouth claiming mine in a very demanding kiss. I heard myself moan into his mouth as he straddled my legs, his ass settled over my hips and wriggled until he was comfortable, and the bulge inside my jeans struggling painfully against the denim, which I am sure he must have felt through the thin fabric of his sweat pants.  He tugged on my shirt pulling it up and over my head, our kiss breaking only for the micro second it took for my shirt to pass between us.

I was so focused on the kiss and the feel of him against me that I didn't notice he was pressing me backwards until my stomach began to feel the strain of holding me up. He pressed his whole body against me pushing me back onto the bed.

"If you wanted to be on top that bad you just had to say" I groaned as he ground his hips down into mine, he sat back up and smirked at me. Resting my hands on his thighs I realise how well built he is, from this angle I will admit it was a little unnerving.  I watched him start to peel off his t-shirt and instantly pushed myself up, grabbing the fabric before he managed to pull it far enough up his arms for his head to pop out of the neck effectively binding his arms over his head and blindfolding him at the same time.  I couldn't help but chuckle at the frustrated sigh from him as though he was completely un-surprised that I had done it.

"Remind me to kill Evan for putting that idea in your head" he grumbled squirming slightly.

"By the time I'm finished you'll be thanking him"