Serengeti Sunrise - By Vivi Andrews Page 0,11

of her shoulder as his other hand slid up her side to cup the fullness of her breast. Her strong thighs squeezed his hips as her own began to move against him. She moaned his name, then whispered it brokenly, repeating it until it became a mantra, a rhythmic plea and exultation rolled into one.

Tyler fumbled with her belt, cursing softly, until Zoe shoved his hands aside and unfastened it with quick, deft fingers. He had no trouble with the row of buttons on her fly, flicking them loose and sliding his hand inside beneath the thin silky scrap of her panties.

At the first brush of his middle finger on her clit, Zoe’s back arched and a jagged cry ripped from her throat, her head thrown back as an orgasm shuddered through her body. Tyler continued to work the tiny bud, rubbing his finger in a fast, tight circle until she went off again in his arms. He stroked lower, thrusting a single finger into her moist channel and curling it inside her. She was so hot. Wet and tight. The way her inner muscles clenched around his finger, she’d feel like a fucking fist gripping his cock. His vision nearly went black with the thought.

He needed to get inside her. Now.

She rode his hand, panting his name, as Tyler struggled to unzip his jeans over his aching erection one-handed without success. Realizing that wasn’t going to happen, and Zoe was too close to climax to be any help, Tyler gave up on his jeans for the moment and pulled down the cup of Zoe’s bra, cradling the weight of her breast in his palm and plucking the tight bud of her nipple. Zoe catapulted into another orgasm with a shattered cry, and he eased his finger from her sheath, determined to get them both out of their clothes while she was enjoying a little afterglow.

“Tyler? You in there?”

Tyler froze with his hand down the front of Zoe’s jeans at the sound of his brother’s voice on the other side of the door. He cursed low as Zoe’s eyes met his, a spark of amusement kindling in hers. She bit her lip, a smile fighting its way past her attempts to keep a straight face. Of course she would think this was funny. She wasn’t the one about to break the world record for bluest balls.

“Tyler?” The doorknob rattled.

Tyler’s hand shot out and slammed flat against the door as it began to move behind Zoe, banging it shut before Kane could push his way inside. “What is it, Kane?” he called, then cleared his throat raggedly.

Tyler removed his other hand the rest of the way from Zoe’s jeans and braced it against the door as well. She eased her legs to the floor and tucked herself back into her bra, her eyes twinkling with wicked enjoyment.

There was a moment of silence—if he didn’t count the soft, panting laughter coming from Zoe—before Kane replied, “Have you seen Zoe? Landon wanted to see both of you as soon as you got her back to the ranch, but Caleb said he saw the tow truck pull in fifteen minutes ago.”

“I know where she is,” Tyler called through the door, choking on the last word as her fingers brushed across his fly, flicking the button open. He caught her wrist, but her fingers were hooked in his waistband and he couldn’t pry them free. “This isn’t funny,” he whispered harshly.

One golden brow arched upward as a smile overflowing with mischief quirked her lips. “You look tense.” She twisted her wrist free as Kane called through the door again.

“Can you tell her to get her ass to the Alpha’s? Landon’s wearing a groove in the floor with his pacing.”

Tyler hissed as Zoe took hold of his zipper and began dragging it down, with one hand tucked inside his jeans to caress each inch as it was released. “Tell him she’s—Jesus—fine.” More than fine. The zipper had hit bottom and so had Zoe. She gripped the base of his cock with one hand and gently brushed a thumb across his glans with the other. “We’ll be right there. In a—” She dragged her hand up his shaft, the slow milking pull knocking the top right off his head. “Fuck. In a minute.”

“More like five,” Zoe purred, wetting her lips until they glistened as she slid down the door to kneel at his feet. All his blood and good sense rushed south with her.

When her mouth closed