Kenzie deepened the kiss as she turned so they were chest to chest. Never breaking from the kiss, she lifted on her knees, moving to better reach him. Her tongue delved deep inside his mouth, taking anything he had to offer as his hands found the hem of her shirt, sliding inside to the bare skin of her back. She gave a little moan at the contact while wrapping her arms around his neck. In the next move, she pulled him forward, drawing him down on top of her body as her leg stretched out between him and the sofa. Thank God for an oversized sofa that fit them comfortably together and for this woman who hadn’t played coy in what she wanted.
Only briefly did he pull away from the kiss, pushing back on his knee. She had tangled their legs together. He moved enough to spread her thighs open before he leaned forward, pushed a decorative pillow underneath her head and cradled his body on top of hers.
“Am I too heavy,” he asked, positioning himself where he could easily get to her lips.
“No. It feels good,” she said, lifting her head to place a soft kiss on his lips. Another invitation, he was certain, but he purposefully kept it light.
Moving his hand to her face, Ty brushed away the hair. All the signs were there that she wanted what he did, but she’d said last night that she needed time. “I wanna make love to you, Kenzie. I’d normally just work in that direction, but you’re too important to me. I need you to want that too before we go there.”
“It’s been a long time for me,” she confessed in little more than a whisper. “And the last time wasn’t a good experience. I’m not sure I’m very good at sex.”
Ty just smiled down at her and spoke from his heart. “After watching you last night, I promise you’re good at sex.”
“I’m not sure that counts. You’re always sweet to me. I’m not sure you’d tell me if I’m not,” she said, lifting again to kiss his lips. This kiss seemed more of an appreciative peck, and he eyed her closely when she dropped her head back to the pillow.
“I’ll always be honest with you,” he said, pushing a hand underneath her head, tilting her as he lowered. He sank his tongue inside her mouth, kissing her like he had every right to be there. He probed deep with an all-consuming tenderness he didn’t know he even possessed, but this woman always seemed to bring out in him.
Driven by pent-up desire and passion, she surprised him. Kenzie had no hesitation. She opened wide while snuggling against his chest, wrapping him in her arms. She stroked her palms up and down his back, extending her hands as far as they could reach before tugging at his shirt until her fingertips tentatively caressed across his lower back. That small skin-to-skin contact couldn’t have been more effective at driving his arousal wild had she swallowed his dick to the root.
He tore free of the kiss, shoving backward toward his heels, lifting off her. He reached behind his head, tugging at the material of his T-shirt to pull it over his head and toss it carelessly aside. Shockingly, as Kenzie watched him, she did the same, rising enough to take the bottom of her shirt up. Ty was mesmerized, letting his eyes take their fill as he reached forward, yanking her arms up to pull the cotton over her head. He tossed her shirt in the same direction as his own.
Never would he have thought he could be any more aroused, but his dick kicked up a notch, turning painful in his jeans as she lowered to her elbows exposing a white lace, somewhat see-through, demicup bra barely covering the darkened nipples of her breasts. He was so transfixed, he missed her unhooking the back clasp until the material slipped free, exposing those two flawless mounds. Oh hell, he was in so much trouble. His hands reached out as he bent his head forward, his mouth fastening on one perfectly made pink nipple.
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Nothing in the world compared to this man bending over her. He was sculpted like she’d never seen anyone before. Every muscle in his chest, all the way from his shoulders to his six-pack, was carved and well-defined. He wasn’t lean, but he also wasn’t bulky, instead just nearly perfect as anything she’d ever seen before.
Ty’s eyes were riveted to her breasts from the second she’d removed her shirt. His face had actually flushed before he took her nipple straight into his mouth. Her gaze locked on Ty’s lips as he laved the small tip with his tongue and his hand squeezed the swell, lifting the underside until his mouth opened to take more inside.
Pleasure shot through her body, arching her back, making her toes curl. On a deep throaty moan, she lifted a hand to his head, threading her fingers through his thick strands as her eyes stayed glued to his mouth.
His free hand began skillfully plumping and kneading her waiting breast as he continued to work furiously at his sensual assault. Seconds later, Ty reared his head back, the gentle suction extending her breast until the tightened tip popped free. Kenzie arched her chest toward him again. The stimulation he induced spiked, landing squarely between her thighs. He stared down at her. She’d never quite seen that look in anyone’s eyes before, especially not directed toward her. He smiled proudly. Her nipple was tight and protruding, sticking straight out toward him.
Ty never hesitated; his gaze drifted to her other breast, and he started all over again, not stopping until he rose above her to inspect his work, his palms mashing both sides together.
“You’re exactly like I hoped you’d be.” He said the pleasing words as he lifted his gaze to hers for the briefest of seconds before lowering his head again. He went to the bottom of her left breast, right where the skin began to curve, and started sucking. The sweet sting would no doubt leave a mark. Again, she reached for his hair, her fingers threading through the thick strands.
Ty pushed back to his heels, unbuttoning her jeans then sliding the zipper down. As he worked with one hand, he slid the other between her parted thighs, pressing firmly into her hot core. “I want you to be as wet as you were last night. Are you?”
Speaking, let alone coherent thought, seemed almost impossible. Pulsing with passion, she rolled her hips against his hand as her fingers rose to the nipples he’d just made hard. What was happening to her? Kenzie closed her eyes, giving a deep, throaty moan when he increased the pressure between her legs.
“Oh hell yeah, I think you are.”
He slipped his hand inside her parted jeans, moving under the elastic of her panties. The mind-numbing tingles that shot from her center had Kenzie jerking her head forward to stare at the magic of Ty Bateman. When his fingers found their mark, moving sensually over the most intimate part of her, Kenzie soared to readiness. The grin that hit his lips as he hovered over her, watching her reactions, made her heart beat a little faster. Then he did the most extraordinary thing of all. He pulled his hand free and lifted his fingers to his mouth, sucking them inside.
“I knew you were gonna taste good.”
Oh God!
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Ty ignored his own need and focused on this gift he’d been given. Intent on exploring every inch of this woman, he refused to hasten this experience no matter how badly his dick begged for a release.
Lifting Kenzie’s leg, Ty positioned her for a better angle in his quest to relieve her of her jeans. He tugged at both the blue jeans and the pretty cotton panties until he was forced from the sofa to pull them completely off. It wasn’t a hardship to stare down at her. She lay there, looking up at him with such awe, like he’d given her the rarest of gifts and they’d barely even started. Her hands, the same ones he’d admired over the last few days, framed those spectacular breasts. The mark he’d given already grew darker, and she lifted her now bare knee back into place against the inside edge of the sofa, her other leg dangled off the side.
He wondered if she realized the invitation of her pose.
Her heavy breathing drew his attention to the rise and fall of her stomach; the concaveness showing him that she did indeed need to eat a little more. He’d work on that. And every thought he’d had slipped from his mind as his gaze drifted down and he stared at the small patch of hair between her legs.
He had an overwhelming urge to touch that curly cluster. H
e couldn’t ever remember having sex with a woman who hadn’t shaven that off. His mouth began to water as he finally dropped her jeans to the floor, the muted thump the only sound in the room beyond their whispered breaths.
Kenzie lifted as he reached for the condom he’d placed in his back pocket, tossing it on the coffee table before he hurriedly unbuttoned his jeans, shoving them down his legs. When she extended her hands toward his dick, he shuffled back out of her reach while still lifting his legs to try to relieve himself of the unwanted denim. “Baby, no. Next time. I won’t last.”
Her eyes had been focused on his cock and they lifted toward his face. There was uncertainty there. Getting one leg free, Ty bent to the sofa and crawled on top of her, pushing her back down. Her expression changed again, turning soft and sweet as she lifted a palm to his face. They spoke at the same time.
“You’re beautiful,” Ty said, leaning in for her mouth.
“You’re beautiful,” she said, smiling up at him. Ah, those words had never meant more. Ty crushed his mouth to hers. All the tentative unsure moments were gone. Back to the fluidity they always shared in these unguarded exchanges. Kenzie wrapped her tempting body completely around him, sliding her hands down the side of his pecs, her fingertips reaching in to tease the small bead of his sensitive nipple before moving lower, skimming lightly over his stomach muscles.
She must have liked what she searched. Seconds later, she shoved her tongue inside his mouth and wrapped her legs securely around his waist. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. What a fucking turn-on, and Ty kissed her with every bit of driving passion she’d stirred inside his veins.
Abruptly, Ty tore away, rising above her. She distracted him, threw him off his game and easily diverted him from his most immediate plans. “I wanna taste you.”
He shoved back on his heels, pushing farther down the sofa and spread her legs as wide as they could go. There would be no working up to this moment. He ran his fingers lightly over her soft wet curls and decided to explore that later. He opened her. Seconds later, Kenzie moved, her body jerking. As he lowered his head, he lifted his gaze and it collided with hers. He extended his tongue and started from the bottom, giving one long caressing lick straight up her center. He rose enough to pin her with his gaze. “You taste like honey.”
He became a man on a mission. Ty feasted on her body, not stopping until he’d caressed every inch of her delicious core. The small whimpers and tight pulls of his hair were enough to ensure he was doing everything right. When her hips violently arched, dislodging him from his goal, Ty lifted a hand to her hip, holding her tightly in place.
“Please, Ty. I can’t…” she begged from above, her fingers frantically moving through his hair.
“You can,” he breathed, blowing across her heated center, surprised at the small goose bumps springing up along her thighs. She tasted so good and the passion building inside her kept her soaking wet, begging him to continue. He lowered again, enjoying the depth of her reaction. Ty focused on that sensitive bundle of nerves. He flicked and thrust his tongue then added a finger, lightly teasing the delicate entrance. When her body tensed and tried to pitch forward, he used his teeth to gently nip at her clit while shoving two fingers deep inside her soaked heat. Her reaction bordered violence at the intensity of her climax and he rose to watch her come undone. God, what a sight she was with her head tossed back, her hands digging into the sofa, and those nipples straining for his touch.
“Taste how good you taste,” Ty said, lithely moving over her body. He slid a hand under her neck, lifting her head to meet his kiss. Ty claimed Kenzie in that moment, driving forward past her barely parted lips, swiftly finding her tongue, moving his across hers. No doubt, this gorgeous woman was meant for him. His dick ached to consummate that thought, and he found himself grinding into her belly, needing any relief he could get. He’d denied himself while trying to explore her, and at this point, it wouldn’t take much to find his release.
Ty wrenched free of the kiss and dropped her head back on the pillow to move back between her parted thighs. He reached down to grab his cock, giving himself one long slow tug with his gaze still on her.
“Open your eyes, Kenzie.” Ty ghosted a finger over her, barely touching her sensitive clit as he positioned himself at her entrance. He allowed himself one more tug while swiping a thumb over his leaking tip.
“Open your eyes, baby,” Ty said a little more urgently. He desperately wanted to look into those majestic blue eyes when he entered her for the first time. His dick seemed to have other plans, craving to literally punch forward to enter her.
“Ty,” she whispered, finally gazing up at him. It was there, on her face, he knew without question she’d experienced everything he had. They were right together; more right than anything he could have ever guessed. He moved while holding her gaze, his broad head easily breaching her opening as he pushed forward, slowly burying himself in the snug, warm confines of her spectacular body.
“Fuck, it feels good,” Ty breathed, screwing his eyes closed as he concentrated on not blowing his load. She was tight and he was thick, but she was so fucking wet it was an easy thrust forward.
Ty fell forward, dropping his forehead to the area between her breasts. Her hands came up, reaching out to touch him anywhere she could. It was a sweet move, encouraging, and he stretched his hands underneath her, slightly lifting her ass. The angle was perfect, burying him to the hilt.
“Fucking shit, Kenzie,” he breathed against her skin. The pounding in his brain made it hard to think, but hell, it was remarkable he hadn’t come right then. “You’re so goddamn tight.”
Holding on by a thread, Ty forced himself to move his hips. He slid almost out and shoved forward again. Kenzie shouted out an unintelligible something while digging her fingers in his skin. Ty kind of lost his mind. Nothing in the world existed but this woman in this moment. He moved his hips back again, this time reaching around to lift her leg, draping it over his arm before he shoved forward sending shivers racing up and down his spine.
“Fuck,” he breathed, still trying to hold himself together. His body flexed as he fought the build in the base of his spine, strengthening his will. Sex with McKenzie Stanton was going to be the best of his life.
Ty forced himself to focus, slowly creating a rhythm. He moved back and forth, in and out, in powerful thrusts of his hips, pushing himself to the root every single time. Kenzie cried out again and again, proving he’d found her magical spot.
“You feel so good. I can’t stop,” he said through heavy breaths. He lifted his head to look at her as sweat trickled down his face. The moment was too much; the exertion of holding off his most primal needs was excruciatingly difficult.
“Don’t stop. Keep going, Ty,” she encouraged, now lifting her hips, moving in time with him. Every so often, he’d slam forward with a little more force, watching her lose her mind and smiling when he made his angel squirm.
Ty used his foot on the floor to build momentum and began to piston his hips, driving faster in and out of her body. When her arms reached above her head to help hold her in place, Ty managed to snake a hand under her back and lift her, dragging her to the plush rug on the floor while never breaking the connection he had with her body.
Kenzie dug her feet in the floor, lifting her hips, pitching forward, better able to draw Ty snugly back inside the cradle of her body. Ty became a man possessed, wildly bucking his hips in powerful, quick thrusts. He fell forward, anchoring himself on his elbows, wrapping her long hair in each fist as he tried to stare into her eyes. “There’ll never be enough of this.”
When Kenzie matched him thrust for thrust, pumping her body against his, the world ceased to exist. Ty barely managed to slide a hand between their bodies, hardly touching that sensitive clit before she stiffened, driving her body forward.
There was no more holding back. Ty came on a roar, spilling himself deep inside her body.
Chapter 13
When Ty collaps
ed on Kenzie, she eagerly wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him, snuggling closer, keeping him right there with her as she managed through her second mind-blowing orgasm of the night. Of course this man would give her staggering sex on a level she’d never known really existed. Then having him lying so close, their bodies still connected in the most intimate of ways seemed to be the icing on her already fabulous cake.
Now, several minutes later, she had crashed back into reality, the buzz from the life-altering sexual experience quickly displaced by Ty’s hard, muscular body on top of her with the unforgiving hardwood floor beneath her. Things like breathing were beginning to take precedence over the romance of the great sex they had just shared.
She loosened her arms and let her feet slide down the length of his legs. Several more long moments passed as she listened to his deep even breaths. Finally, she dropped her arms altogether, untangled their legs and tried to scoot out from underneath him. The nudge seemed to help. Ty startled awake. He apparently didn’t understand her need to breathe and cuddled more fully into her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and pushed his arms underneath her as he hugged her closer to him—like that were even possible.
“You’re the best I’ve ever had,” he whispered sweetly against her sweat-soaked skin. He had such a tight hold on her she couldn’t manage a proper shudder as his breath coasted over her overheated skin.
“You’re hurting me.”
“You’re healing me,” Ty countered lazily, clearly not paying attention. His nose followed the length of her neck and then back down again, lightly kissing her right above the collarbone.
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