Free Night Is Darkest by Jayne Rylon Page A

You’re amazing.” He surrounded her in a tight embrace while he pressed light kisses to her face and neck. “You know that, right?”
    “Of course.” She beamed up at him.
    A laugh burst from his chest, lifting her heart. “And incorrigible.”
    His hand swiped her wrists from the counter, dropping her flat as he pinned them above her head. In the process, her bowl shot out from beneath her, spilling the contents on the counter. Unconcerned, Tyler proceeded to tickle her.
    Her legendary sensitivity made her a giant target for this kind of torture. She writhed on the cool surface, trying for some purchase to avoid his hands. Each squirm and thrash ground her body against his. She laughed through the sensual torment, feeling free. She didn’t have to hide the way he turned her on with his intimate teasing for once. For the first time in three days she felt at ease.
    When his fingers hit the vulnerable spot on her ribs, she shrieked, “Mercy! Mercy!”
    “Hmmm… This has some possibilities.” Tingles ran up her spine as he towered over her, wicked intent gleaming in his bright green gaze. “What will you give me to stop?”
    Lacey licked her lips in anticipation. “How about a blow job?”

Chapter Six

    Tyler groaned when Lacey wriggled beneath him, getting unintentional revenge by grinding her pelvis against the growing bulge in his jeans.
    “I didn’t get to taste you the other day.” She started to scoot off the island but he restrained her. “Please, Ty.”
    “There’re broken dishes on the floor. You can’t kneel there.” The world spun around her when he positioned her as he pleased. On her back, her head hung off the counter close to where Ty stood. She watched upside down as he shoved up the hem of his cotton shirts then yanked the button fly of his jeans wide apart. From the gap in the straining fabric, he withdrew his aching cock. “And, God help me, I can’t make it upstairs. Suck me, little one.”
    One of his hands nudged the jeans past his hips far enough to free his balls before gathering the fall of her hair into his palm as he supported her neck. She moaned when he tugged her into position but, just before his other hand guided his erection between her lips, he paused. “Have you ever done this before? Don’t take more than you’re comfortable with.”
    She winked up at him. “I’m not that innocent, Ty.”
    A low growl rumbled from his chest. “I liked thinking of you as mine.”
    With deliberate languor designed to drive him insane, she stretched her neck to sip the glistening drop off the tip. Then she flicked her tongue against the sensitive underside of the head before licking a path along the prominent vein to the base of his erection, nestled in his trimmed pubic hair.
    Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of his free hand clamped onto the edge of the island as he fought to restrain himself and let her have her way with him. Encouraged, she engulfed his sac in her lips, sucking his balls with gentle pulls.
    “I’m going to hunt down the dude who taught you that.” His rasp betrayed his arousal. When she chuckled around his vulnerable flesh, his cock jumped against her chin. “Shit! I want to see you. Lift up so I can get these off.”
    The waistband of her cutoff sweats slipped over her hips. Ty flung them across the room. They hit the wall then slid to the floor. When he realized she didn’t wear panties to bed, he groaned then leaned over her torso to bury his face between her thighs. Her mouth opened wide on a sigh just as he lunged forward to lap at the arousal coating her folds.
    The position thrust his shaft toward her open mouth. In one long motion, she took him inside, stopping only when his impressive hard-on bumped the back of her throat. He widened his stance, giving her room to maneuver even as he flung an arm over the far edge of the island to perform a blind search of the contents of the drawer between her dangling calves.
    If his cock hadn’t