by Olivia Brynn
She breathed deep of his musky scent, that completely male smell that made her lower body squirm and her mouth water. She dipped her tongue inside his bellybutton, French kissing the indentation while he silently urged her lower with a needy flick of his hips. She grinned, knowing she had all the time in the world, and maybe just this one chance with Tyler naked beneath her. When she thought he’d suffered enough, she slipped off the edge of the bed and engulfed his cock in her mouth in one movement.
“Holy shit.” He tightened his grip in her hair but relaxed it just as quickly.
Jaycee trailed her finger through the silky path of hair from his navel to the base of his staff. His dark skin hot beneath her hand. The sight was so beautiful she hummed with him in her mouth. He tasted a bit like latex and his previous ejaculation, and the memory of their earlier tryst only spurred her to take him deeper into her throat.
She cradled his cock in her hand and sucked her cheeks in, pulling him deeper into her mouth until her lips met her twisting fist. When she didn’t think she could take more without choking, he thrust up until his tip kissed the back of her throat.
He was so big. Hot and hard. Jaycee swallowed through the urge to gag and Tyler swore, thrusting against her throat. She swallowed again and he cursed again.
Oh, the power. She slid her hand up and down his base and sucked. From his growling moans and surging pelvis, she knew he liked the way her tongue undulated against him. She tightened her hand and twisted.
“You’re gonna make me lose it.”
“Mm,” she continued her twisting, sucking pattern. She wanted him to lose it. The mere thought of his loss of control made her mouth water. She moved up and down him, slowly increasing in speed until he cradled her head with his hands and pulled out of her mouth.
“No.”
Jaycee licked her lips, watching his cock throb in her hand, still glistening with her saliva. She brought her gaze up to his and blinked.
He met her gaze for only a moment. The hunger consuming her must have shown in her eyes, because he bared his teeth and threw his head back into the mattress. “Jesus-fucking-shit-goddamn…” He grabbed his cock, covering her hand where it lay, and squeezed. Harder than she ever would have done. He took a few short breaths, then some longer ones before he met her eye again. “Shit, baby. That was close. I can’t come in your mouth,” he said calmly. “You need proof that I’m clean.”
Jaycee took one long look at his arousal, then up his hard body to his face. “Condoms?”
“Nightstand drawer.”
She rolled off him and pulled open the drawer. Inside lay three condoms and nothing else. She had one in her grasp before stopping cold. Condoms in his nightstand. Damn. Just how many women did he bring home like this? Was she one of a long string of conquered co-eds? She stared at the package and her skin turned clammy.
“Now I got you wondering about my past, right?” Tyler rolled so he was halfway on his side, but resting partly on top of her. His eyes crinkled with mirth but she didn’t see any duplicity. Yes, she was wondering about his past, but it really wasn’t any of her business. As long as he wore a condom.
From his drawer.
Maybe he was a Boy Scout.
He plucked the foil package from her hand and leaned into her space. “I’ll tell you everything, if you want to hear it. Whatever you want to know. I promise there is nothing about my past that would scare you.” Those eyes were so expressive, and they shone with honesty.
Did she want to know? She focused on the almost imperceptible cleft in his chin. “You…uh…aren’t seeing anyone right now, are you?” She scraped her fingernail against that indentation, the beginnings of a five-o’clock shadow emerging.
“No,” he answered without hesitation. “Even with as much as I want you, I wouldn’t do that to a girlfriend.” He raised one eyebrow. “You?”
She shook her head. Why she trusted him so implicitly, she didn’t know. She shoved aside her worries and focused instead on this naked aroused man. The man she’d been dreaming about for months. If he could calmly offer to share details of his sex life, then she could calmly wait to hear it. “As long as you’re single, we can swap stories later.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He tore the condom package open and rolled it on with one hand, never releasing her from his direct stare. “Right now I can only think of one thing. One woman.” He lapped at her distended nipple, then kissed his way down her sternum. “You’re mine right now, Jaycee. All mine.”
Possessiveness had never turned her on before, but those words coming from his lips made her arch her back to get closer to his marauding tongue. Before she could prepare herself, he covered her slit with his mouth. Jaycee barked out an inhuman squeal at the first touch of his tongue against her sensitive flesh. Heat rushed from her core to her fingertips.
“Mm, steady, girl.” He played with her trim pubic hair and spoke with hot puffs of air against her clit. “Relax. I’ll be busy here for a while. Just enjoy.” He slid a finger inside her.
Relax. Right. With Tyler Johnson’s mouth performing talented magic between her thighs. Relax. After a few long minutes of relaxing, Jaycee bit her lip to keep from screaming. The square glass light fixture swirled crazily and she held on to his sturdy shoulders as pulsating waves of pleasure rushed through her body in time with Tyler’s grunts of enjoyment.
Jaycee released her hold on him—sure that she had left tiny crescent-shaped gouges there—and flopped back onto the bed.
“Beautiful,” he murmured against her flesh. Although he no longer tormented her with his wildly talented tongue, he kept his lips in contact with her sex and breathed soothing heat against her until the quivering subsided.
“Come to me.” She tugged on his biceps until he crawled over her.
“Damn,” he nuzzled her neck before resting on top of her, pushing her deep into the soft mattress. “Your voice gets so husky and sexy after you come.”
She shuddered when another pulse of release worked through her. She should be satisfied. With an orgasm that powerful, her body shouldn’t be aching for more, but all she knew was the emptiness. Arching against him, she rotated her hips, searching for relief. “Let me feel you inside me.”
With one flick of his hips, he slid inside. Jaycee luxuriated in the fullness. She squeezed him, holding him as tight as she could, but he pulled back and plunged inside again.
He sucked air through his teeth, then released it to pin her to the mattress with an intense gaze. “So damn hot. Feels so good to be here, Jaycee.”
“I like you here.” She wrapped her legs around his thighs, changing the angle for his next push inside her.
He stared deep into her eyes as he began a steady rhythm. Jaycee couldn’t look away. Even though she swore he was reading her innermost thoughts, she was barely able to blink. Either the man had the patience of a saint, or she’d been with some extremely selfish lovers in the past. Tyler wasn’t using her body to get off; he was sharing a beautiful act of mutual pleasure. The way he studied her made her feel cherished. This visual connection turned out to be just as hot as their physical one. Slowly, he increased his tempo and his face softened to a smile that she couldn’t help but return.
He straightened his arms to watch where they were joined. Dark man and pale woman, uniting in the most elemental of ways, the eroticism of the sight was enough to make Jaycee’s walls clench around his intrusion.
He pinched his eyes shut for a moment, then opened them, revealing a fire behind his chocolate irises. After a little half groan, Tyler’s jaw dropped open and his face tightened. Jaycee matched each stroke, guiding him with both hands on his hips.
Desire looked so sexy on him. Jaycee held on tight and rocked into each of his thrusts, never releasing his gaze, even when she wanted to let her eyes drift closed in pure pleasure. His consistent pace kept her orgasm from rushing over her as it had before. This time the end rolled through her in a tingling wave. She let her feet slide to the bed
, and enjoyed each pulse as Tyler continued his rhythmic thrusts, drawing out her release.
“Oh yeah.” He dropped his head below his shoulders and his body was racked with a jolting shudder.
He was so thick that she could actually feel his orgasm releasing inside her. Pulsing against her walls in an erotic drumming beat.
He covered her, and she wrapped her arms around his sweat-sheened back, and her legs around his. He rested only a moment before sliding from her body to dispose of the condom.
“Horizontal sex has its good points.” He returned to his position between her legs and laid his head on her stomach, a sleepy grin curling his lips.
“Maybe.” She traced his eyebrows with her finger. “But I’ll never look at that stairway the same.”
Chapter Three
Ty wrapped his arms around her waist and rubbed his nose against her navel. The gentle way she stroked his scalp and neck was almost enough to lull him to sleep, but her voice roused him.
“I hope you know I missed my calculus class today. If I fail, I’m blaming you.”
He smiled against her abdomen. He hadn’t even asked if she had other plans before dragging her across campus to his apartment. Not that she put up much resistance.
“You’re in luck.” He licked a circle next to her navel. “I happen to be an excellent calc tutor.”
She laughed, and the sound tickled his cheek.
“If it makes you feel better, I just skipped a pretty important test in philosophy.”
Jaycee sighed, a long indolent sound. “I hope it was worth it.”
“Definitely worth it.” He nibbled on a rib and she squirmed. “Any other plans tonight?”
“Nope.”
“Good. I’ve just got softball practice tomorrow afternoon. If you’re lucky I’ll let you sleep a little bit between now and then.”
“Sleep is overrated,” she said lazily.
Her nails scraped a light path along his skin. He probably wouldn’t be able to move now if a fire alarm went off. He was so comfortably exhausted. His entire body buzzed with satisfied pleasure. He tried to remember ever feeling this sense of euphoria after sex. The last time he’d been with a girl, he didn’t even give in to the obligatory afterglow cuddle. Hell, he’d had so much on his mind, he might as well have jacked off.
Nothing like this. This was definitely different. In a good way. With Jaycee he didn’t want to let her go. He’d hold her like this all night if she’d let him.
He tightened his arms around her. They hadn’t talked about tomorrow. Or anything past satisfying their urges of here and now. He sure hadn’t thought further than today, but the last thing he wanted to do right now was leave this bed.
“I’m still not sure I’m not sleeping through psych class, but this dream was worth it.” She traced the rim of his ear with a finger.
“Thanks for letting me join your dream.”
She giggled. “You’ve been there before.”
The knowledge that she had fantasized about him sent pleasure through his veins. Tyler adjusted his body and made himself comfortable. He’d enjoy it as long as he could. Just as he thought he might drift to sleep, Jaycee’s stomach growled, then shook with suppressed laughter.
“Hungry?” He chuckled and kissed the rumbling.
“I guess so. I was just thinking of the spaghetti dinner my sorority had planned tonight.”
Tyler put on his best puppy dog face, the one that always got him out of trouble as a kid. “Does that mean you’re leaving?”
“No.” She gave his jutting bottom lip a playful tug. “It means I’m hungry.”
He dropped his gaze to her left nipple. To his delight, it tightened as he watched. He reached up to praise it with a brush across his fingertips. “If you’re not sick of me yet, I’d like to buy you dinner.”
“Mm. Keep that up and I’ll forget all about dinner.”
“That’s okay with me too.” He pressed his lips against her nipple and sucked it into his mouth. God, she tasted good. Clean and cool, like ice water on a hot day.
“You’re just trying to…ah, yeah I love your tongue.” She ground her hips against his belly. “Trying to save a little money on dinner, huh?”
“Not at all.” He switched to her right nipple and sucked it between his teeth. “I just want you good and hungry.”
He didn’t think it was possible, but his cock stirred with each gyration of her hips. Could he ever get enough of this woman? He smiled with her nipple between his lips. He would do his damndest to keep Jaycee around long enough to find out.
“Tyler!” A deep voice boomed through the front door and Jaycee’s body jerked beneath him. Donnell. Ty recognized his voice. Knowing it was only his brother, Tyler held Jaycee steady with one hand and continued suckling her, comfortable in the knowledge that the door was locked. Nothing his brother had to say was important enough to pull himself off the woman in his bed.
“Tyler,” Jaycee whispered, but he stifled her struggles to cover herself.
“Shh, he’ll go away.”
“Ty! I know you’re in there, I saw your car out front.” Donnell hammered on the door. He wasn’t going away.
Tyler reluctantly released her nipple from his mouth with a pop. “Yeah, I’m in here, but I’m kinda busy. Go away.”
“Stop playing with yourself and put some pants on.” Donnell’s voice barked through some feminine giggling. Shanay had to be standing beside him. Oh God. His sister was the last person he wanted to see right now.
Tyler looked up at Jaycee, her face white as a sheet. He smiled to encourage her, and when she opened her mouth to speak, he covered her lips with a finger. “Just my brother and sister,” he whispered, then shouted, “What do you want?” over his shoulder.
“My car won’t start. We had to take the goddamned bus from the gym because you wouldn’t answer your fucking phone.”
“It’s good for you.” Tyler disregarded her wiggling and scooted up Jaycee’s body to nibble on her neck. “I told you I’m busy.”
“You can jack off anytime. I need a ride to the parts store for a battery.”
“Come on, Ty,” Shanay whined. “Donnell picked me up from work in that piece of shit car, and I’m dying to get home and take a shower.”
“I’m busy.”
Jaycee pushed at his shoulder. “It’s okay. Let’s go help your family. I wanted to get something to eat anyway.”
“With me,” he growled. Why the hell was he acting like a wolf guarding his mate?
She laughed and kissed him. “Yes, with you.”
“You got someone in there with you?” It sounded as if Donnell had his face up against the door, as if he could see through it.
“I told you I was busy,” Tyler shouted back. This time Jaycee smiled with him, a pretty blush coloring her cheeks.
“Yeah, but I thought—”
“Chrissy? Is that you?” Shanay’s voice rattled along with the doorknob.
Tyler scowled. “Very funny, Shanay.” Chrissy had been following him around for months, but her annoying hero worship had irritated Tyler so much that it had turned into a running joke.
Jaycee’s wide eyes proved that she didn’t find it funny.
Tyler shook his head. “Don’t worry. My sister just likes to use this girl to tease me. I told you I wasn’t—”
“Well, who is she?” Shanay’s voice interrupted him.
“Keep being assholes, and we’ll leave through the fire escape and you can find your own damn car battery.”
“Just hurry up.” Donnell kicked the door.
“I want to get to Lucky’s before it gets busy,” Shanay added.
Tyler didn’t hurry. He’d found a patch of skin beneath her ear that he hadn’t yet tasted, and it would take a few minutes to rectify. Jaycee’s attempts to push him away dwindled into a whimper, and only then did he move his attention to her mouth.
“You taste damn good.” He pulled away enough to see her face, flushed with desire, her e
yes dilated.
“So do you.” She licked her lips and his dick stiffened even more.
He grinned. “You’re just hungry. I promise I’ll feed you after we take my brother to the parts store. Okay?”
Jaycee nodded, and it took a hell of a lot of willpower to pull her upright and leave the bed.
His eyes were glued to hers as she dressed. He didn’t bother hiding his lust, especially when she bent over to pick up her bra, giving him a great view of her creamy white ass. With every piece of clothing she put on, all Tyler could think about was when he could take each one back off. He always thought a woman undressing was sexy, so why was it that watching this one redress was turning him on? She sat on the edge of his bed to slide her shoes on, and only then caught him staring.
“Are you going like that?” She grinned. “Not that I mind, but we might have to settle for a drive-through.”
Tyler glanced down. He held his boxers, but hadn’t put a stitch of clothing on. Jaycee sat cross-legged on the bed to watch. He laughed when she started humming raunchy stripper music as he pulled on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt.
“I love your sense of humor.” He grasped her hands in his and kissed her. “You’re gonna make me smile for lots of reasons.”
“You already called me a smart-ass.”
“You were being one, weren’t you?”
She bit her lip with a smile. “A little bit.”
He tickled her ribs until she squealed, then soothed her by holding her tight against him. “I can’t get enough of you, girl. Did you dab some crack behind your ears or something?”
She started to laugh, but his tongue on her jugular turned it into a moan. “No, I don’t go near the stuff.”
“Neither do I, but if it’s anything like what you do to me, I can see the street value.” He peeled the neck of her tee shirt aside to continue kissing across her shoulder, only releasing her when Donnell started pounding on the door again.