Page 31 of Tyler

For him.

Ty lifted a hand and gently swept a strand of hair from her face, and her pulse pounded crazy strong in her ears. He was close. So incredibly close she could feel the warmth of his breath on her temple. She’d never been so aware of a man’s body or her own.

“Are you sure about this, Piper? Sometimes things are said in the heat of the moment. You’re in control. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to…” His sexy voice trailed off, and he once again left it up to her to decide, and it endeared him to her all the more.

She released him to turn off the oven, then returned to glide her hands up his chest, thrilled at the heat radiating under her palms. Ty was on fire, and her knees shook from the intensity.

“Oh, I definitely want to.” She curled her fingers into the material of his shirt and tugged him closer.

His hands settled on her hips. “Thank God. Me, too,” he muttered against her lips.

Piper chuckled. “And, Ty?”

“Yeah?” He drew back just enough to meet her gaze.

“You’ve got the pole.”

His eyes widened a second before craving filled his gorgeous blue depths. “Roger that.”

He walked her backward until the fridge met her back, and that was when he shoved a hand in her hair and brought his mouth down on hers.

A crazy heartbeat later, he pressed against her with his amazing body, and a rush of heat swept through her. She moaned and held him tight, and he immediately took advantage of her open mouth.

There was a difference in his kiss and his touch now. The hesitation…the restraint was gone. The delicious man took and demanded and gave with a thrilling enthusiasm that left her breathless and longing for more.

It was as if he embraced his hunger and shared it with her. She had an immense hunger of her own. Needing to touch him, she trailed her hands all over his magnificent form. Even fully clothed, he felt so amazing that her insides trembled.

His hands were warm and sure on her body, and the feel of them sliding up to skim the sides of her breasts had his name falling from her lips in a hitched breath.

She should probably be shocked at her utter lack of control, but not with the hot, sexy, hard man rocking against her while his tongue plunged in and out of her mouth with perfect rhythm.

He drew back slightly to drag in a breath. “I’ve wanted to do that all damn week.”

She groaned. “If I would’ve known this was what I’d been missing out on, I would’ve relinquished control sooner.”

He slid her a sexy grin. “I’m just getting started.”

Another thrill shot through her, then his lips were kissing a path down her jaw to the curve of her neck, making it hard to concentrate on conversation. His talented hands were gliding over her now, around her back, sending tiny shivers to all her good parts.

Needing to feel him—all of him—she unbuttoned his shirt, then pushed it over his broad shoulders, before standing back to watch it fall to the kitchen floor.

Holy wow…

An array of muscles and ridges not overly pumped but deliciously defined, met her gaze. Piper’s mouth watered with the need to kiss and lick every muscle and ridge on display before her. That urge propelled her forward, and she eagerly pressed her lips to one of his shoulders, across his chest to his other shoulder, while her fingers explored the ridges of his torso.

“Piper…” He slid a hand into her hair and tugged her mouth back to his. “So sweet,” he murmured against her lips before kissing her with a hunger that fed her own.

When they broke for air, she was clutching his upper arms to keep from dropping to the floor. Ty was potent and sneaky. Somehow, he’d zapped the strength from her legs.

He was potent in other ways, too. And sneaky. He found his way past her defenses. Not once had her heart bothered to block him from finding his way to hers. His honesty and genuine soul were exactly what hers wanted, longed for…needed.

She glided her fingers down the hard valleys and ridges of his stomach, and she thrilled at the way his flesh quivered under her shaky touch.

“It’s been…awhile for me.” She felt the need to warn him, especially since she knew he hadn’t been celibate since Erika the Cold.

“That’s okay,” he said softly. “Define awhile?”

Piper dropped her gaze to a scar near his collarbone. “A little over a year.”

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