Carried Away (The Boys from Clear Lake Book 4) by K.C. Everly

Author:K.C. Everly [Everly, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-02-20T00:00:00+00:00

Ty’s kiss was ruinous. Soft yet forceful, tender yet demanding. His tongue slipped into my mouth, tangling and caressing. Close, but not close enough. I wanted more.

“You’re a tease,” I whined.

My arms wrapped tighter around his neck, and my thighs spread over his lap. Undoubtedly, I was making a mess of his slacks, and Ty did not look like a man who bought cheap suits.

“Kettle, meet pot,” he murmured against my lips, chuckling. “You’ve been teasing me for weeks in your tiny fucking bikini with your gorgeous fucking smile and sweet fucking laugh.”

A thrust of his hips punctuated his words, stealing gasps from me with every upward drive.

Lifting me off him, Ty pressed me flat on my back. His mouth was on mine again, our hands grabbing at clothing and pulling each other closer as we struggled to undress hurriedly.

Desperate and messy, I fumbled with the buttons on his dress shirt as he unbuckled his belt and worked on his pants. He sat back on his heels, sliding his shirt off his shoulders with a teasing smile.

Bare-chested and with his pants open, he let his eyes wander over me.

“I can’t decide if I want you in this dress the first time I fuck you.”

With one finger, he encouraged the strap of my sundress down. Then, the other side, until he exposed my breasts. Given the frenzy we’d been in moments before, Ty’s delicate movement surprised me.

I fought the instinct to cover myself. Even in the dim light of the living room, Ty could see my body for what it was.

The devilish gleam in his eyes gave every indication it pleased him.

“No bra?” He tsked, kissing along my chest as his finger widely circled my nipple. Close, but not close enough. More. I needed more.

“Please,” I rasped, my hips rising as my lower back arched off the couch.

It still wasn’t enough.

Locking my legs at the ankles and bringing our bodies together, I whimpered and writhed beneath him. His erection pressed against my belly, and my hand slid between us to stroke him.

“You have to touch me,” I begged. “Please.”

Ty gave a dark laugh, one I didn’t recognize.

“I don’t have to do anything.” He took my nipple in his mouth, and my bare skin scratched against the couch as my back bowed in pleasure.

“You don’t have to,” I panted, my dress pooled at my waist as I brazenly stroked him. “But you will.”

I bit his plump bottom lip and enjoyed the sound of his hiss with the sting of it.

Ty’s eyes flashed something wicked, his smile equally salacious. “Keep going,” he said softly. “See what happens, Bree. I love to punish a brat.”

I shuddered at his words, the steady calm despite my taunts. What was Ty like when he lost control? Really lost control. How hard would I have to push until he did?

But the only hard thing pushing was his cock heavy against me as he slowly thrust into my hand.

“Do you like punishment?” His mouth pressed to my ear, his voice deceptively gentle.

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