Copping To It by Ava Meyers Page A

to the door,
then turned to stare at her. He waited for her to protest. When she
didn’t, he smiled, jerked the door open, high-fived Luke, then
ushered him inside.
    ***
    As Ty locked the door, he heard Luke’s
swiftly indrawn breath. Turning, he saw exactly what had prompted
Luke’s response. Claire was once more hugging her knees to her
chest and she’d turned slightly to the side. With her long hair
flowing over her shoulders, she was managing to cover her most
vulnerable parts. Nonetheless, her creamy skin, tinged a becoming
pink, was displayed to advantage, and the sides of her breasts
peeked provocatively out past her knees and arms, jiggling with her
rapid breaths. She kept her gaze averted and focused on the wall in
front of her.
    “Luke,” he said.
    The man jerked as if he’d been in a trance
and licked his lips. When he turned to Ty, lust edged the other
man’s expression before he could wipe it clean. Ty clenched his
fists. He hadn’t told Claire, figuring she wouldn’t appreciate the
information, but he’d shared the occasional woman with Luke in the
past. Before he’d met her. But sharing Claire with this man? Any
man?
    The idea bothered him in a way it never had
before. It was because his feelings for Claire were different.
Intense. Possessive. For this one time, however, he would share
her. Because he wanted to please her. And more importantly, he
wanted her to accept the sensual side of herself that was open to
forbidden fantasies. Wanted her to believe he’d always do his best
to fulfill them even as he stayed close to make sure she was
safe.
    “Uh, sorry,” Luke said, then cleared his
throat. He held up a palm, as if he sensed the possessiveness
running through Ty and wanted to calm him. “Jed skipped out. He
took several men with him and told everyone you’re officially a
brother. No one’s going to stop you if you take Claire out of
here.”
    “Did Jed say when he’ll be back?”
    Luke frowned. Stole a quick peek at Claire.
“Not until tomorrow. I think he’s going to see Hoyt in jail, then
take care of some business.”
    “Great. So we’ve got time.”
    “Time for what?” Luke said slowly.
    Claire squeaked, the sound equally mortified
and adorable. Ty walked past Luke, bent down, and, lightly clasping
Claire’s arms, urged her to her feet. She resisted at first,
contorting her body in an effort to hide her nudity. “Shhh. It’s
okay, baby. Remember what I said. This is for you. For us. And for
Luke, too. Let him look at your gorgeous body. He wants to. Don’t
you, Luke?”
    Slowly, Claire straightened, turning into Ty
and exposing her delectable backside to Luke, who wore a stunned
expression. Ty wrapped his arms around Claire and rubbed her back
soothingly with his palms. He grimaced when she shifted, rubbing
against the erection that had begun to grow the instant he’d
touched her.
    Luke might have been shocked, but he caught
on fast. “Uh, yeah. Of course, I do.” He took two steps forward.
Stopped. “I thought you were hot the second I saw you, Claire.”
    “Then come closer,” Ty encouraged. “Touch
her.”
    Flames of desire lit up Luke’s eyes, but
still he hesitated. “Are you sure she…? You..?”
    Ty tucked his chin down to look at Claire.
“Turn around, baby girl. Let’s show Luke what you want. Just this
once, okay?” He deliberately emphasized his words while he stared
Luke down. The other man held up his palms and nodded, indicating
he understood this was a one-time deal. The knowledge did nothing
to squelch his arousal; the other man’s jeans were noticeably
tighter now.
    Claire was silent and stiff in his arms, but
then, true to her courageous nature, she lifted her head. She was
flushed, breathing heavy, her eyes dilated with desire, her hard
nipples poking into his chest. “Ty…” she said imploringly.
    He knew what she wanted. Bending down, he
took her mouth in a full frontal assault, plunging his tongue into
her sweet, honeyed depths in a