Hammered (Blue Bay Crew #3)- Cathryn Fox Page 0,22

With her eyes still closed, her throat makes a sound as she gives a hard swallow.

“I’m still not here,” I say and push another finger into her tight pussy. She bites down on her lips and reaches for the shampoo. She pours it into her palm and lathers up her long locks, piling them on her head and arching her back as I fuck her with my finger. A little faster now, a little more purpose to my movements. She whimpers, and the sound strokes my swollen cock.

She goes back to humming, and the sound is choppy, breathy, a little off kilter, and I love that I can do this to her. With my finger still inside her, her body so damn close to shattering, I drop to my knees and suck her clit into my mouth.

I roll the nub between my teeth and lean back, to enjoy the way my fingers move in and out of her. Christ, I wish it was my cock, but there is no time for that right now and besides, I didn’t bring a condom. Her hands fall to my shoulders and she holds on as her entire body shudders around me.

“Fuck yeah,” I murmur, and glance up to see her staring at me, those blue eyes of hers hazy and half-lidded.

“Ty,” she says, and I love the way she shortens my name. She wobbles a bit, and I stand and slide one arm around her.

“I’m here now. I’ve got you. I won’t let you fall and nothing bad is ever going to happen to you as long as I’m around.”

She presses her face to my chest, as she rides out the waves, and I cradle her to me, and hold her until she comes back from heaven. A moment later, she takes a deep breath and pushes away from me.

“That was…” She shakes her head, like she’s unable to put it into words.

“Get used to it, Haven. Don’t even think you’re going to get away with giving me a blow job without letting me have my fill of you. That’s not how this works.”

She blinks up at me, like she really doesn’t know me at all, and she doesn’t. “Yeah, I’m never making that mistake again.”

6

Haven

My God, it’s hard to think straight, and I can forget about remembering my lines. How a girl is expected to recall anything with Tyler so close, looking damn hot while working on a gazebo structure for the movie, is beyond me. I steal a fast glance at him as the warm summer sun shines down on me and almost warms the chill in my bones. I suppose nothing will do that until the letters stop, and I really hope it’s nothing more than some asshole trying to scare me for kicks. I can’t consider the alternative. I’d never sleep. Then again, with Tyler in bed with me…

“Are you okay?” Olivia, the girl who plays my best friend in the movie asks. I turn to her and nod.

“Yeah, just didn’t get much sleep last night.”

She gives me an all-knowing grin. “If I were in Tyler’s bed, I wouldn’t have gotten any sleep either.”

I stiffen, my mind going back to the loud noise I heard outside the house. Was she out there watching? No, of course not. This is a small town and obviously news travels fast. “How do you know I was in Tyler’s bed?”

“Oh, you are so busted, Haven.” She laughs and takes a big bite out of her cranberry muffin. Around a mouthful she says, “I had no idea who’s bed you were in, but from the way you keep staring at Tyler, I just guessed it was his…” She snaps her fingers. “And damn girl, nice going. That man is fine.”

“Technically I was in his bed,” I hedge. “He gave it up for me.”

“Oh, I just bet he did,” she says with a hard eye roll that almost gives me a headache, and I just laugh. Everything that comes out of my mouth sounds sexual, probably because I can’t stop thinking about last night, and really, there’s no point in denying it. We’re playing boyfriend and girlfriend for my safety. Everyone might as well know.

It just seems weird to talk about sex with Olivia, and everyone is very well aware that I just met Tyler—and probably that my brother hates him. I don’t usually jump into bed so fast. Not that there is anything wrong with that, it’s just not me. I’m glad I changed