STELLA’s POV
Tyler’s blazing eyes didn’t leave mine as I made my way to him. I propped my knee up on the bed and pulled myself up. At the same time, Tyler lifted himself up against the headboard and held his hand out for me.
The second I placed my small hand in his, he wrapped his fingers around it and pulled me onto him. My knees went to his sides and I was straddling his lap. I had done this before with him, but not without his clothing.
I held myself up using my knees so we weren’t touching, but Tyler wasn’t having it. He positioned his hands on my hips and gently pushed me down. The second our bodies touched, I began to stir. I knew this happiness that I felt wasn’t going to last and I felt like Cinderella, waiting for the clock to strike to end the day, and not the blissful night because it was just four in the afternoon.
“Much better.” He said and gave me a crooked smile.