For Tim

[outta_texas]

Tyra moans, pressing tight against Tim, letting her body take over. Her arm stays around his neck and her other hand presses between damp cotton and skin, her whole palmed pressed against his ass, as she arches into him.

Fuck, she wanted him.

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[texas_forever]

The touch of her hand pulls a quiet moan from Tim and he turns suddenly, dragging her with him and pushing her up against the nearest wall. The hut shudders a little at the sudden force, but, thankfully, doesn't fall down around them. Effectively pinning her between his body and the wall, he deepens the kiss, one hand sliding down the curve of her waist, a finger hooking in the front of her bikini bottoms, trying to drag them lower.

[outta_texas]

Now this...this reminds Tyra of the first ever time, pressed up against the wall at a party with her legs up around Tim's waist.

Something in her trembles, and she almost tells him to slow down, and then she closes her eyes and forces herself to calm down.

She squirms her hips between Tim and the wall, pressing her tongue against his, kneading the muscle of his ass with the heel of her hand.

[texas_forever]

It doesn't take Tim long to get hard and he is already as he rocks his hips forward, grinding against her, the friction of his underwear sweet against his skin.

Her hand is a nice help, too.

With a groan, he breaks the kiss, ducking into her neck and biting down as his other hand cups the side of her face. "Fuck," he breathes, unable to hold it back.

[outta_texas]

Tyra turns her head and sucks on the heel of Tim's hand, her breath coming hard and fast as Tim bt at her neck, as his dick pressed against her.

"Uh huh," she murmurs, swallowing hard.

[texas_forever]

It sounds like an agreement or maybe permission, he's not sure. He hadn't said it for that reason, but maybe that's how she'd taken it. The idea of it makes his hips press forward again, feeling her skin hot through cotton and suddenly needing that barrier to be gone. Now.

So, he pulls back quickly, still breathing hard as his hands drop and he pushes his underwear down. It's wet and it sticks to his skin, making the whole process kind of a pain in the ass and it doesn't help that he's in such a fucking hurry, but he finally manages to get the cloth down to his knees and kicks it off before pressing against her again, his mouth immediately finding hers in a hot, wet kiss.

[outta_texas]

Tyra leans back against the wall, breathing hard and watches Tim strip. Tim's never been shy about being naked in front of her and she's never been shy about looking at him.

Tyra swallows hard and knows that she has to get a measure of control back, now. She has to.

She steps in and kisses Tim hard, grazing her fingers down the underside of his dick.

"Bed," she says, against his lips.

[texas_forever]

The brush of her fingers makes him gasp, very softly, but Tim is nothing but obedient when she's touching his dick like that and he pulls back from the kiss. Immediately grabbing her arm, he pulls her back with him, not stopping until his feet hit the make-shift mattress and he takes a step onto it and kneels down, still tugging her with him.

It's a different angle than normal, on his knees looking up at her, but he likes it and he can still smell the salt water on her skin.

[outta_texas]

It's not often that Tyra sees Tim like this, on his knees in front of her, and she takes her time, pushing his hair back from his face and then rubbing her thumb across his lips.

Very deliberately, she reaches behind her and unties her top, pulling it over her head.

[texas_forever]

It's all he can do to hold back a groan, his hands smoothing over her hips, pulling her closer as he looks up at her. On his knees, he's not quite tall enough to reach her breasts, but he leans in anyway, his eyes on her as his mouth brushes along the smooth skin of her stomach, tongue darting out to taste her.

Fuck, she's beautiful and there's not a woman in Dillon he can think of who looks better than she does.

[outta_texas]

Tyra groans softly, at the feeling of Tim's mouth and lips against her skin, rocking on the balls of her feet as she covers her breasts with her hands and squeezes, making sure that he's watching.

Christ, she always wanted him this badly, even when she was pissed at him.

[texas_forever]

Oh, he's watching. He's watching because he can't possibly take his eyes off her, his mouth still pressed to her skin, still tasting what he can as his hands smooth back over the rise of her ass.

And Jesus, he hasn't wanted to fuck someone this badly in his life.

[outta_texas]

Tyra's hips shift forward a little when Tim's hands slide over her ass, her hands still over her breasts, her eyes on Tim's.

She smiles down at him, real heat in her expression now.

[texas_forever]

He gives a growl when she looks at him like that, his hands sliding over her hips again to tug her bottoms down, his eyes dropping to watch the skin slowly revealed.

[outta_texas]

There's no embarrassment there at all; Tim's seen her naked in just about every position that Tyra can think of, and she just stands in front of him as he feels her bottoms down around her thighs.

[texas_forever]

Tim leaves them around her thighs as he ducks down, his mouth licking down her stomach and breathing her in, hands gripping her skin tightly. He's done this before, but maybe never quiet like this. It feels different somehow.

[outta_texas]

Tyra groans softly, tipping her head back, damp hair spilling over her shoulders as she arches her hips into the touch of his mouth on her belly.

She drops one hand from her breast to the top of Tim's head, combing her fingers through long strands.