Marie Harte - Foxy Lady

The door closed behind him, but only Julia’s hands kept Ty from charging after him.

“Relax.” She stroked Ty’s chest, remembering how he’d looked without his shirt. The feel of his power addicted, aroused and made her yearn. She buried her nose in his throat. “You smell so good.”

Ty kissed the top of her head and hugged her. “I can kill him later.” He tugged her closer, and she felt his erection pressing her belly. “I’d rather play with you now.”

He kissed her and the time for talk faded. Worry, fear and anger disappeared as passion filled her with an emotion she didn’t want to but couldn’t help feel—love for the man who’d claimed her. Maybe it was time to claim him right back.

Ty didn’t know what the hell he’d walked into, but Julia still smelled like Julia. Gerald hadn’t tried anything more serious than holding her hand. Ty would pummel his best friend tomorrow. Right now, he couldn’t get over how good his woman felt in his arms. The slender fox, so sleek and pretty, stirred his desire like no other. He had to force himself to slow down, to savor her.

“I want you so much,” he said thickly. “In a bed this time.”

She nodded shyly, her golden eyes shining with lust and a deeper emotion he wanted desperately to believe. He’d been rough and possessive, but now he wanted to be gentle. To show his vixen he could care for her, soothe her with—

“ Fuck. ”

With deft fingers she unfastened his pants, and her hand curled around his cock, hot flesh to hot flesh.

He groaned, aching. “I want to last.”

“Later,” she breathed.

To his shock, she sank to her knees before him and peeled down his clothing. His jeans sagged at his thighs, but his cock remained ramrod stiff, trembling under her hot breath.

“Julia,” he said on a groan, and watched as she slowly opened her mouth around the head of his shaft.

So erotic. Better than any fantasy he could imagine. His mate on her knees, pleasuring him. He threaded his fingers in her dark red hair and rubbed circles over her scalp, careful to be gentle when his body urged him to grip her tight and fuck that mouth with punishing thrusts.

“So good,” he rasped as she licked and sucked, laving the underside of his crown with a tongue that felt like silk. “Julia, I’m going to come if you keep this up.”

She answered by cupping his sac and taking more of him in her mouth. He wasn’t that far in, but she worked the most sensitive part of his cock. Her nimble hands rubbed his thighs, his balls, and teased his ass. The contrast of her soft hands and his hard body aroused him, increasing his urge to protect, to claim.

He wanted to spill inside her sex, to flood her womb with come. But he’d never last. Already the surge of ecstasy built at the base of his spine, traveled up his balls and spread through the rest of his body.

He tightened his hold on her head, keeping her still as he pushed short, firm jerks between her ripe lips.

“I’m coming. Baby, swallow me.”

She moaned and sucked harder, rubbing his balls with firm hands.

He glanced down to see her nipples pressing against her shirt. Dark red hair framed her face and his cock. Her scent intensified and her tongue whipped him into a frenzy he could no longer hold back.

He jetted down her throat with a hoarse shout of her name.

Ty finally ceased, weakened on trembling legs. She let him fall from her mouth and pulled up his pants. She fastened them and smoothed her hands down his front.

“Better now?” The sly look in her eyes warned him to tread warily.

“Almost.” Shit.

Her eyes creased with a smile.

“So, you think you can control me with sex,” he said softly.

“Think? I know I can control you with sex.” She placed her hands on her hips, her tone light. Flirty?

He grinned, loving this side of her. “Okay, so I’m easy. But, baby, I give as good as I get.” He took her in his arms before she could run and carried her into his bedroom.

“You’re a neat freak too.”

“What can I say? I have control issues. Like someone else I know.”

She smiled at him and twined her arms around his neck. Their lips pressed together as he lowered her to his bed. The kiss turned from exploratory to carnal. Much as he tried to slow things down, Julia wouldn’t let him. A real firecracker in bed. His woman.

He stripped her clothes off and removed his.

Looking down at her with just the setting sun over her body, Ty fell deeper under her spell. “I’ve never seen a more beautiful picture in all my life,” he whispered with reverence.

He traced a finger over her neck, down her throat to her delicate collarbone. The milky white mounds of her breasts ended in rosy tips tight with arousal. He lowered to take one nipple in his mouth, sucking before biting with a gentle sting.

She moaned and arched into him, stroking his hair with possession.

Ty turned to her other breast and laved her flesh while he plumped her sleek curves with large hands. He looked darker against her unblemished skin, so male against her feminine loveliness.

“Ty, take me.” Julia squirmed under him, caging his hips with her strong legs.

But he refused to be pushed. He lingered over her breasts, tasting and playing. He nipped her when she tried to pull him to her and laughed at her frustration.

“Oh no. I’m not stopping until I get a taste of that sweet cream you’re hiding.”

She writhed, rubbing against his swelling dick.

“You are so sexy. I bet you taste like honey.” He kissed down her belly, each hip, and bypassed her shaved mound to the inside of her thighs.

Moisture pooled between her legs, her need strong and growing stronger the more he played.

“You’re driving me crazy. Please,” she panted, petting his hair, his shoulders, any bit of him she could reach.

Ty slid a finger between her folds, parting her so he could better see her beautiful response. Swollen and wet, her sex beckoned him closer. He closed his mouth over her clit and pushed his finger inside her.

She bucked against his mouth and he groaned, consumed by her essence. Everything about the woman resonated on his level. He thrust his tongue into her, lapping up her scent now ingrained into his brain. She grew wet for him. Not anyone else, but Ty.

He toyed with her pussy, eating her and fucking her with first one finger then two. Her nub grew taut, filling out as she neared her climax. Her breathy cries pierced the remaining, crumbling walls around his heart until he fell headlong into love. So deep, so fast, he wanted to sink inside her and never leave.

“Come for me, baby. Come hard,” he rasped.

She cried out and shook, clenching his fingers tight as she spasmed. Enthralled with her response, he ignored the pull on his cock and continued to caress and put pressure on the tight bud under his thumb, wringing out her pleasure until she was spent.

“No more,” she groaned and sagged beneath him.

“Just a little bit more,” he said thickly and climbed on top of her. Pushing past her swollen folds, he eased into her snug sheath, ready to blow. It didn’t take him but three thrusts until he came inside her, showering her with more of his come.

She wrapped her arms around him, kissing his chest as he spent. Content to remain inside her forever, he didn’t move until she nudged him.

“You’re getting heavy.”

He groaned and withdrew, leaving a mess all over her thighs. “You smell like me. I like it.”

“Alpha jerk.” She snuggled into his arms, and the moment felt surreal.

“Please don’t tell me I’m dreaming.”

“I could say the same.”

Thoughts swirled and danced, images of potential tomorrows if he didn’t muck up today. He had never taken as big a risk as he was about to. But he couldn’t hold it back any longer. Ty prided himself on truth and fairness. He couldn’t deny himself or her for one more minute. “Julia?”