Part 10
For the first time since that fateful phone call, Kevin made his way to his bedroom, their bedroom. There were so many memories and he hadn't been ready to face them. Now, after talking to Reverend Thomas and his day with his daughter, maybe, just maybe, he could sleep in the bed he'd shared with Tyler.
Closing the door behind him, he flipped on the light to look around the room. Tyler's favorite nightshirt hung in its usual spot at the end of the bed. It was one of his high school jerseys. He picked it up and took a long whiff of the shirt. He could still smell her on it. He closed his eyes and let his mind go back to the first time she had worn it. He had brought her to this house for a weekend away from the trouble she was faced with in Orlando and she had wanted to get out of her jeans. He had been cooking dinner for the two of them and had the living room set up with a fire in the fireplace and pillows scattered all over the floor for them to snuggle in front of the fire. When she had come down wearing just that shirt, she had blown his mind. Her hair was hanging on her shoulders and she looked so peaceful.
Setting the shirt back down, Kevin moved to his dresser to see the picture that he kept there. She had done a modeling gig before they had become an official couple and he'd snagged one of the pictures. He put his wallet on the dresser in front of the picture and proceeded to get undressed.
In just his boxers, he moved to the bed and sat down taking the picture from beside the bed. It was of them on their wedding day, his arms wrapped around her from behind as they had cut the wedding cake. She had been four months pregnant with Scott but he'd been the only one who could tell. The months before had been so tumultuous. Lou had blackmailed her into staying with Joey and then had her kidnapped to keep her away from him. It had been such a relief to get her back. He set the picture back in its place, turned off the light, and got settled in the bed. Out of habit, he rolled over to gather Tyler in his arms but she wasn't there. Instead, he took her pillow and pulled it to his chest.
Crying softly, he said, "I miss you so damn much, 'Tadpole'."
Slowly the exhaustion of the last two weeks finally claimed him and Kevin drifted to sleep. Dreams of Tyler dominated his night, the most vivid one being the first night they'd ever made love…in their house, the same night she had picked out her favorite night shirt.
As Tyler put in the tape, Kevin turned off the lights so that the only light in the room was that of the fire. Then he slipped off his boots and as the music started, Kevin took Tyler's hand and led her to the fireplace. He took her in his arms and they began to dance slowly to the music.
As they danced, Kevin sang softly to her, songs she'd never heard before and knew that he must have written for her. She just about melted in his arms right there. Tyler rested her head on Kevin's chest as they danced by the fire. Even when Kevin stopped singing, he still held her close. He played with her hair as he placed feathery kisses along her neck.
Kevin whispered, "I have waited so long to have you in my arms. You feel so incredibly good next to me."
"I feel so safe. Like I've been here forever."
"You have been here forever, in my heart."
Kevin leaned to Tyler to kiss her, placing his hand on the side of her face, his thumb brushing her cheek. Their tongues met in a heated passion, tasting each other, exploring every inch. Kevin pulled away and said, "Tyler, I love you with all my heart and I promise not to hurt you."
Tyler reached up and brushed his cheek, "You've never hurt me before."
The couple kissed again, tongues meeting in a frenzied feeding and they felt an urgency to be one. Kevin sank to his knees pulling Tyler with him. He had her in his arms and lay back onto the floor, covering her body with his. He rested a hand on her stomach as they continued to kiss. Tyler ran her hands through Kevin's hair and let out a soft whimper. With that, Kevin slipped his hand under her shirt to her bare skin and up to her breasts. He realized then that she wasn't wearing any shorts and no bra. He caressed her tenderly, noticing that she seemed to be nervous. He pulled back and looked into her eyes, "Baby, what's wrong?"
"Kevin, I need to tell you something."
"Okay."
"The night Joey raped me was the only time I've been with a man before that night or since."
"You never slept with him?"
"No, mainly because I knew in my heart that I didn't love him. I felt like I was being unfaithful....to you."
Kevin whispered as tears welled up in his eyes, "You were waiting for me to be your first?"
"I feel stupid," said Tyler as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Don't!! It never mattered to me whether you were experienced or not."
"Do you still want me?"
"More than ever," whispered Kevin. "I promise to be gentle."
"I trust you."
Kevin kissed her, his tongue parting her lips, tasting her. His hand slipped under her shirt to her breasts again where he caressed the first one then the other. He moved so that he could take her shirt off and then he moved his kisses down her neck to her breasts. He took one aroused peak into his mouth, tickling it with his tongue. As he sucked her nipple, Kevin moved his hand down her stomach to her pussy.
Tyler let out a soft moan as he did this. She couldn't believe the incredible feeling she had as Kevin touched her.
Deftly, Kevin slipped her panties off so that she now lay beside him naked. He looked at her lovingly and said softly, "You are so beautiful."
Blushing, Tyler said, "Don't you have on too many clothes?"
Kevin rolled over, undressed, and rejoined her. He kissed her, hard and deep, as he ran his hands down her chest gently grazing her breasts. Her nipples immediately grew to tight points. Tyler grazed her hands over his chest as Kevin slid his hand down between her legs again and probed her pleasure point. Her pussy was so wet that his fingers slid in easily.
"Let me do this right," whispered Kevin as he moved down between her legs. He outlined her pelvic region first with his nose, then his chin, and finally his mouth. Tyler watched him intently as Kevin spread her legs and pressed his tongue against her clit. He slid one finger inside her again, heightening her pleasure. Tyler thrust her hips towards Kevin's face, meeting his probing tongue. She felt herself cum, reaching her first orgasm. Kevin watched with love as she climaxed.
Kevin moved up so that he was looking into her eyes. He took her hands, wove his fingers with hers, and held her hands above her head. He gently slid his hard cock into her moist lips and began to stroke in and out slowly as he gazed into her eyes. A tiny whimper escaped Tyler's lips. Kevin paced himself and never took his eyes off Tyler. She felt his cock slide in and then he moved his hips from side to side. Tyler felt the pulsing in her pussy building slowly and then the contractions started.
"Oh god!" moaned Tyler. "This feels so good."
Kevin said, "Cum for me, baby. I want to see you cum."
He pumped harder as the shock waves rushed over her. Tyler was moaning and breathing harder. She could feel every inch of him as he came inside her.
They lay together in front of the fire holding on to each other. Kevin played with her hair as Tyler lightly ran a finger across his arm.
"Kev, I've dreamed about this for so long. I was scared that I'd disappoint you."
"You could never disappoint me, baby. Did it meet your expectations?"
Tyler looked into Kevin's eyes, "Most definitely! It was far more than I could ever have imagined."
"Do you want to go upstairs to bed?"
"No, I want to stay right here in your arms."
Kevin smiled as he threw a blanket over them. "I don't want you to get sick, baby."
The couple spent the rest of the night talking about music, plans for the weekend, and making love. They eventually fell asleep in each other's arms as the sky started to lighten.
Kevin woke slowly, the feel of hands and kisses on his skin. He knew that touch….soft and gentle. "Ummm, Tyler, I love waking up like this," he said sleepily as he rolled over looking for his wife. He could feel the warmth of what he thought was a body and could smell her perfume. When he opened his eyes, he was alone but he found her nightshirt on her pillow, like it usually was when they were making love. "I know you can hear me, 'Tadpole'," he said in a reverent whisper into the dark. "I love you forever."
