Hammered (Blue Bay Crew #3)- Cathryn Fox Page 0,14

over the sides of my breasts.

I suck in a fast breath, my nipples puckering before his eyes and the pleasure radiating from his body lets me know how much he likes that. I arch my back a bit, offering myself up to him and he growls deeply before bending forward and sucking one nipple into his hot mouth. My hands go to his shoulders as he swirls his tongue over my bud, teasing and tormenting, and sucking so hard I feel the pull between my quivering legs.

“Tyler,” I whisper, and race my hands over his broad shoulders, scraping his skin with my nails, clawing at him for more. He slides a hand into my sleep shorts, and a little breathy whisper catches in my throat.

Wasting no time, he parts my wet lips with his scalding fingers and caresses my clit. Molten heat blisters through my body. I moan as he mutters curses under his breath. “So good,” I whimper, and move against his finger shamelessly. With his mouth still on my nipple, his rough finger swipes my clit, then circles it until I’m damn near delirious. My God, it’s been so long since I’ve been touched—and never like this—I’m about to climax.

One glorious thick finger slides inside me, and he presses the palm of his hand to my clit. I practically shake against him, a hard tremble from deep inside vibrates through me as he reduces me to a needy, quivering mess.

“Ty,” I say, and his head lifts, his eyes meeting mine, the curve of his mouth tightens—so does my sex.

“You like this, Haven? You like me fucking you with my finger?”

I put my hands on his chest, race them over his hot flesh and revel in the way his muscles flex beneath my touch. “Yes,” I say and buck against his finger as he fucks me with it. “I’m so close…” I murmur and nearly cry out in distress when he pulls his finger from my shorts, leaving me empty and aching.

The next thing I know I’m on the bed, flat on my back, and he’s peeling my shorts from my hips. He hastily removes them and tosses them aside, leaving me completely naked. “I want my mouth on you,” he growls. “When you come, it’s going to be all over my tongue.”

“Oh my God, yes,” I blurt out and it brings a small smile to his face. He stands over me, takes a moment to look at my body, and the lust reflecting in his eyes washes over me like a hot caress. Arousal pulses through me, a hot burst of need that scalds from the inside out.

“Open your legs. Show me that pretty pussy.” I widen my legs, giving him what he wants—what I want. I lay there, wide open and vulnerable—things I normally go out of my way to avoid. Honestly, I’ve never put myself on display, probably wouldn’t with any other man either. There’s just something about Tyler that brings this out in me. I barely know this ferocious fighter, yet I like who I am with him. No pretense, no acting, just the two of us being totally honest with one another, giving and taking what we need—abiding by the rules.

He scrubs his chin and curses under his breath. “Something wrong?” I ask as he takes deep breaths, like he’s trying to get his raging need under control.

“Yeah,” he says his gaze slowly moves down my quivering body. “I need my mouth on you, I need to taste every goddamn inch of you, but my fucking cock, greedy bastard that he is, wants inside.”

“Show me,” I say, shocking myself. “Show me your cock, Tyler.”

His gaze is dark, intense, ravenous as he tracks back up my body, until we’re staring at one another. I have never seen a more beautiful man. Everything about him is hard, lethal, intense. A caged animal seconds from becoming untethered. “You want to see it?”

“Yes, please.”

He rips into his jeans, and tugs them down, releasing his gorgeous cock. He takes his thickness into his hand and pumps a couple of times. I sit up, wet my mouth, and reach for him.

“Do you think I could have a little taste before you fuck me?” I grin as dark lashes fall over hard eyes blistering with heat. I like that I can do this to him.

“Jesus, Haven,” he groans, and steps closer.

I angle my head and open my mouth to catch the cum pooling on his crown. He pumps again, squeezing his