fighting a battle of her own. Holding back from…something.
“Hailey, whatever you want.” He started to move back up her body.
“You can…I want…” She trailed off. “Whatever you want. I don’t… It’s okay…”
He had never seen Hailey Conner stumble over her words. He’d never seen her look unsure.
But she wasn’t really saying no. He’d stop. God, somehow he’d stop if she told him to. But he had to start before she could stop him, right?
“I want to taste you,” he said huskily. Taking a chance, knowing that she might slap him, that this might end all of it, he brushed the pad of his thumb over her clit.
She gasped, then bit her bottom lip. And did not slap him. Or even stop him.
“I can’t explain it,” he went on, circling over the slick spot again. “I just need to get my tongue on you. Right here.”
Her stomach sucked in, as if she was holding her breath.
“I’ve never done it before. And I won’t do it if you don’t want it. But I’d love for your pussy to be the first I ever taste.”
She flopped back flat on the sleeping bag with a whimper. “Oh God.”
She liked when he was demanding. She liked that firm note in his voice. “Let me taste you, Hailey.”
She put a hand on her stomach, the other over her eyes and took a few deep breaths. Ty slid his thumb around her clit, then lower, over the silky pink flesh. When he got to her opening, his pressed his thumb partway in.
Her body seemed to clamp down on him and she gasped again.
He moved his thumb in and out, loving seeing it all as he did it. He’d been here before. Well, not here , but with other girls. But he’d never had a chance for up-close study.
He could stay right here for a year.
He slid his thumb in farther and her hips bucked.
“How long’s it been?” he asked before he thought better of it. Before he thought about the fact that he didn’t really want to know when she’d last been with someone else.
“Never. Forever.” She was breathless and her answer was more of a pant than anything.
“Never?” he asked, frowning. “What do you mean?”
“It’s never been like this.” Again that breathy, panting thing made it sound as if she was talking without realizing what she was saying.
Ty paused and looked up. Her hand still covered her eyes.
Gratification flashed through him so strong and so fast that he felt lightheaded for a moment.
“Damn right it hasn’t,” he said—and lowered his mouth to her clit.
She could stop him, but he was going to have a taste of this woman before she walked away.
She cried out when his tongue flicked over her sweet spot. But it wasn’t just a cry. It was his name.
That was what shoved him over the edge.
He licked and sucked, pressing his thumb into her heat as her hips bucked and lifted. She was sweet and spicy at once, and he needed more. He slipped his thumb out and replaced it with his tongue, thrusting into her, drinking in everything about the moment, from the taste and feel of her on his tongue to the sounds she made and the way she gripped his hair, pushing him against her harder.
He moved again, replacing his tongue with two long fingers, stroking deeper, and returning to her clit where he licked and sucked harder this time. He was just going with instinct here, letting his lust guide him and going by Hailey’s reactions.
They seemed to be on the same page.
All too soon he felt her body clamp down on his fingers and she cried out, again his name, as hot wetness coated his fingers. The surge of satisfaction would have knocked him over if he hadn’t already been down.
The only thing that could make him lift his head and drag his fingers from her body was the realization that now he was going to finally sink his cock into her sweet heat.
He reached for the duffle and grabbed for the box of condoms he kept in there.
But when he found the box, he didn’t feel any foil packets.
No.
He sat up quickly, pulling the bag to him. He turned the box
“Hailey, whatever you want.” He started to move back up her body.
“You can…I want…” She trailed off. “Whatever you want. I don’t… It’s okay…”
He had never seen Hailey Conner stumble over her words. He’d never seen her look unsure.
But she wasn’t really saying no. He’d stop. God, somehow he’d stop if she told him to. But he had to start before she could stop him, right?
“I want to taste you,” he said huskily. Taking a chance, knowing that she might slap him, that this might end all of it, he brushed the pad of his thumb over her clit.
She gasped, then bit her bottom lip. And did not slap him. Or even stop him.
“I can’t explain it,” he went on, circling over the slick spot again. “I just need to get my tongue on you. Right here.”
Her stomach sucked in, as if she was holding her breath.
“I’ve never done it before. And I won’t do it if you don’t want it. But I’d love for your pussy to be the first I ever taste.”
She flopped back flat on the sleeping bag with a whimper. “Oh God.”
She liked when he was demanding. She liked that firm note in his voice. “Let me taste you, Hailey.”
She put a hand on her stomach, the other over her eyes and took a few deep breaths. Ty slid his thumb around her clit, then lower, over the silky pink flesh. When he got to her opening, his pressed his thumb partway in.
Her body seemed to clamp down on him and she gasped again.
He moved his thumb in and out, loving seeing it all as he did it. He’d been here before. Well, not here , but with other girls. But he’d never had a chance for up-close study.
He could stay right here for a year.
He slid his thumb in farther and her hips bucked.
“How long’s it been?” he asked before he thought better of it. Before he thought about the fact that he didn’t really want to know when she’d last been with someone else.
“Never. Forever.” She was breathless and her answer was more of a pant than anything.
“Never?” he asked, frowning. “What do you mean?”
“It’s never been like this.” Again that breathy, panting thing made it sound as if she was talking without realizing what she was saying.
Ty paused and looked up. Her hand still covered her eyes.
Gratification flashed through him so strong and so fast that he felt lightheaded for a moment.
“Damn right it hasn’t,” he said—and lowered his mouth to her clit.
She could stop him, but he was going to have a taste of this woman before she walked away.
She cried out when his tongue flicked over her sweet spot. But it wasn’t just a cry. It was his name.
That was what shoved him over the edge.
He licked and sucked, pressing his thumb into her heat as her hips bucked and lifted. She was sweet and spicy at once, and he needed more. He slipped his thumb out and replaced it with his tongue, thrusting into her, drinking in everything about the moment, from the taste and feel of her on his tongue to the sounds she made and the way she gripped his hair, pushing him against her harder.
He moved again, replacing his tongue with two long fingers, stroking deeper, and returning to her clit where he licked and sucked harder this time. He was just going with instinct here, letting his lust guide him and going by Hailey’s reactions.
They seemed to be on the same page.
All too soon he felt her body clamp down on his fingers and she cried out, again his name, as hot wetness coated his fingers. The surge of satisfaction would have knocked him over if he hadn’t already been down.
The only thing that could make him lift his head and drag his fingers from her body was the realization that now he was going to finally sink his cock into her sweet heat.
He reached for the duffle and grabbed for the box of condoms he kept in there.
But when he found the box, he didn’t feel any foil packets.
No.
He sat up quickly, pulling the bag to him. He turned the box