Hammered (Blue Bay Crew #3)- Cathryn Fox Page 0,15
shaft until the droplet lands on my tongue.
“Mmm,” I say as I swallow his tangy saltiness.
“That is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says, his voice thicker, rough with want.
I glance up at him as his cock pulses, eager for more. I widen my lips to accommodate his girth and slide him to the back of my throat. His fingers coil in my hair and tug my curls to the side, giving him a clear view of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I relax my throat and take him a bit deeper, and his body shakes as I slide one hand around him.
“Christ,” he murmurs through grit teeth. “That is so good.” I fuck him with my mouth, and he thickens, his veins filling with heated blood and I love how fast I’m able to take him to the edge.
He tugs on my hair, pulling me off him, and heat blazes in his eyes when he says, “On your back,” he growls. “Legs wide open.”
A hard quiver goes through me at the ferociousness in his tone. I can’t believe how much I love it when he talks to me like that. No finesse, no poetry, no practiced words or hidden agenda. Just blunt, straight up what he wants. I’m definitely not used to that. What you see is what you get with Tyler. It’s a goddamn refreshing break.
He kicks his pants off and rubs his cock as his big body stretches my legs out even more, to accommodate his width. With the tip of his cock, he taunts me, rubbing that hard, swollen crown of his over my clit, before tapping me with it. He groans as he slides it along my wet folds, and I shake beneath him.
“More,” I say, and go up on my elbows to watch the way my wetness glistens on the tip of his cock.
“You’re soaked, Haven. So fucking wet for me.”
“Yeah,” I say.
“Have you been hot since you kissed me?” He angles his head, when I bite down on my lips. “Don’t bother coming at me with any bullshit. I only want the truth.”
“I have. I couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss,” I say. “What about you, Tyler?”
“If you’re asking if I wanted to fuck you the second you came through that door, the answer is yes. So did every other guy in the place,” he says, ownership in his voice and his gaze.
“The only one I want is you, Ty,” I say, and his mouth tightens again.
“This pussy,” he says and pets me lightly, toying and tormenting every nerve in my body. “It’s all mine.”
My God, the way he’s looking at my sex, like he’s going to wreck me, sends shivers of excitement down my spine. He drops down, slides his hands under my ass and lifts my sex to his mouth, like I’m a buffet and he’s about to eat his fill.
That first sweet touch of his tongue pulls a moan from deep inside me, and my clit swells beneath his scalding hot, open-mouthed kisses. My entire body jolts and I grip the bedding and tug as I toss my head from side to side.
“So good,” I murmur as he sucks on me, twirls his tongue around my plump clit, before grazing it with his teeth. He gifts me with one thick finger, sliding it all the way inside me, and stroking the bundle of nerves that most men can’t find. I tighten beneath him and let out a breathy little moan.
“I fucking love the taste of you,” he says and lifts his head and when I see my moisture on his face, my sex clenches around his finger.
He groans as my muscles squeeze his slippery finger as he works it in and out of me, until I’m panting and jerking against him, begging for release. He inches another finger in for a snug fit, and the world around me disappears. I put my hands on his body, splay my fingers, and take pleasure in the play of his rock-solid muscles beneath my touch. I push and pull, need making me lose my damn mind.
Drenched, and delirious, I buck, and squirm. “Please,” I cry out.
“Is this what you need?” he asks and applies the perfect amount of pressure to my clit, so beautiful and glorious it sends me toppling over the edge until I’m freefalling without a parachute.
“God, yes,” I cry out as the ripple pleasure of release grips me hard.