upper body that could grace the pages of any men’s fitness magazine. He removed his jeans and boxers and his cock rose proud and thick from his groin. No matter what she thought of herself, or what other men thought of her, she obviously turned Tyler Blake on. He got a condom from the bedside table, unwrapped it and sheathed himself. Kirsty wriggled wantonly. She was going to have that big lovely cock inside her and she couldn’t wait.
He got back on the bed, lifted her legs so they rested on his muscular shoulders, and entered her. She gasped as she felt him push past her folds and slide into her. He grunted and pushed deeper, his girth stretching her. Propping himself up on his knuckles, he dipped in and out of her, taking pleasure from her tight pussy and giving her pleasure with his thick length.
He looked into her eyes as he plundered her with his manhood and she could see the lust he had for her. She had never thought any man could want her so much. The look in his eyes, combined with the hardness of him inside her made her feel feminine and wanted. She gripped him with her inner muscles, giving him pleasure to equal that he gave her.
Her body shook and quivered beneath him but she didn’t feel the usual self-consciousness she had felt with Simon. Tyler wasn’t taking her like this because she was the only woman available at the time; he could have anyone he wanted. He had chosen her. She felt an orgasm build within her body and she panted in time with the sensations that threatened to overtake her. Tyler knew how close she was and he increased the depth of his strokes, sending her over the edge as the orgasm ripped through her.
She clamped down on his cock as her muscles tightened pleasurably and he grunted a she felt her grip him. Kirsty cried out and shuddered as she rode the wave of bliss inside her. Tyler pushed himself deeply into her until she felt him tremble against her and he groaned, his cock twitching inside her. She watched him as he came and she felt desired. Simon had used to take ages to reach his peak, working hard to get there. It seemed that she turned Tyler on so much that he could hardly hold his passion back.
The billionaire publisher pulled out of her and they lay together on the bed, both breathing heavily and recovering from their exertion.
* * *
‘Tell me about the pictures,’ she said, resting her head on his chest as he stroked the back of her neck lightly.
‘Pictures?’
‘The ones on the walls. Abandoned factories.’
‘I was a photography student in college,’ he said.
‘You took them?’
‘Yes. They are some of my early businesses. I bought those old factories and revitalised them. They don’t look like that anymore, except in those photographs. They’re thriving companies now.’
‘You must have a great vision to see the potential in those crumbling factories.’
‘Not really. I just see things differently to most people.’
‘Does that include me?’
‘How do you mean?’ He played with a lock of her hair, twisting it around his finger.
‘I’m not exactly every man’s cup of tea.’
‘You’re mine,’ he said, looking into her eyes.
She smiled and snuggled into him, her hand stroking his hard abs. ‘Are you sure?’
‘You don’t believe me? Just let your hand go a bit lower.’
She stroked down his flat stomach to his groin, her fingers bumping into his hardness.
‘That’s how much you turn me on,’ he said.
She played her fingertips over the swollen length of his shaft, lightly stroking down to his tight balls. He shifted slightly and his breathing changed, becoming deeper. Bringing her fingers back up his length, she made her grip firmer, loving the feel of him in her hand. She reached the tip and pulled back on his foreskin, pumping him gently and making him gasp.
‘That feels good,’ he whispered. With her thumb, she stroked the underside of his shaft while her fingers played around the head, squeezing gently and stroking over