Page 86 of Missing Pieces (Men of Manhattan 3)

"Tyler," I panted. "I need you."

"I need you too, Hails." His breath was hot against my skin as he took one of my nipples into his mouth and lightly tugged.

Oh God. It was like my nipple had a direct line to my groin. I was practically dripping with desire.

"Fuck me, Tyler," I moaned.

He sucked on my nipple even harder, ignoring my plea.

I reached down and unbuttoned my shorts. I couldn't wait another second. I needed him inside of me.

He grabbed my hands to stop me, as he left a trail of kisses down my stomach. He tugged on the waistband of my shorts and slowly pulled them and my thong down my thighs. I was so aroused that just the feeling of the fabric trailing across my skin turned me on even more.

"Tyler, please, I need you." I kicked my shorts off as soon as he pulled them past my knees.

"I know." He lightly kissed the inside of my knee.

God, kill me now. I was going to die from horniness. "No, I need you to fuck me." I could hear the desperation in my voice.

"Not tonight." He kissed the inside of my thigh.

What?

He continued his torturously slow ascent of kisses up my leg.

"Please, Tyler." I swore I felt him smile against my skin again. He kissed high up my thigh and then I felt his breath against where I needed him most. Please. "I'm losing my mind."

"If I don't taste you I'm going to lose my fucking mind."

Jesus, that mouth.

He thrust his tongue deep inside of me.

Oh, God yes that mouth! He was finally answering my pleas. And it was even better than I could imagine. I gripped the sheets as he slowly swirled his tongue inside of me.

I would have grabbed his head so he wouldn't stop, but I didn't think I needed to. He was completely devouring me. It was like I was the only sustenance he needed.

My hips arched toward him. It was like they had a mind of their own. I loved his tongue but I needed more.

He pressed down firmly on my thighs, spreading them even farther apart, as he swirled his tongue, hitting all my walls.

"Tyler, please."

He thrust his tongue even deeper.

Jesus. What was he trying to do to me?

He rubbed his nose against my clit and I completely shattered.

"Tyler!" My hands clenched the sheets even tighter. I hadn't been expecting that at all. How had he done that with just his tongue? I tried to catch my breath as the bliss started to subside. And I tried not to think about the fact that I was lying naked on the bed, completely spent, and he was still fully clothed. "That was amazing," I said breathlessly.

He didn't say a word as he grabbed his t-shirt by the nape of its collar and pulled it off over his head.

I swallowed hard as I stared at his perfect abs. When my eyes met his, I realized he was staring down at me with a smile on his face. I pressed my thighs together. I didn't want to feel self-conscious around him, but when he looked at me like that I couldn't help it.

He put his hand between my knees and spread them apart again. "I don't think I've ever see you more beautiful."

I closed my eyes and shook my head.

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