Free Going Down by Shelli Stevens Page A

gaze from her. “We’ve got to head out.”
    Trevor gave a soft laugh. “Get out of here, already. I’m surprised you lasted this long.”
    Ellie knew her cheeks were pink as they said their goodbyes to everyone, stopping inside the house to hug his parents farewell and thank them.
    By the time they were inside Tyson’s truck and driving back to her place, her knees were shaking and her pulse pounding.
    “They loved you,” Tyson said, breaking the silence.
    She was almost glad he wasn’t bringing up the wild sex they both knew they were about to have. It was the distraction she needed.
    “I had such a wonderful time. You have an amazing family. I wasn’t sure Trevor cared for me much at first, but he seemed to warm up.”
    “He’s like that with everyone. Trev’s got some demons and doesn’t trust easily. But he liked you. I could tell he approved one-hundred-percent.”
    “And that’s a good thing?” she murmured and glanced over at him as the truck bounced down the dirt road of her driveway.
    He tore his attention from the drive, and looked at her. “That’s a very good thing.”
    Heat slid through her body, gathering heavy between her thighs at his softly spoken words.
    Want. I want this man .
    A moment later, Tyson slowed to a stop outside her house, putting on the parking brake.
    Her hands shook as she reached for the door handle, tugging it open and climbing out of the truck before Tyson could open the door for her.
    He was right behind her though, climbing the steps on her heels as she moved across the porch. But, before she could enter the house, he slid an arm around her ribcage, pulling her back against him so her ass brushed his hardened cock.
    “We were almost inside,” she whispered, her voice cracking.
    “I need to touch you. Now.” His lips found the nape of her neck, caressing the skin before he bit gently.
    Her ass clenched and she gasped. “Tyson.”
    “Jesus, Ellie, when you were leaning forward earlier, swinging that mallet…your little sundress rose high on your thighs and I got so damn hard just watching you.”
    With his free hand, he lifted her dress, rubbing his palm over the backs of her thighs.
    “I wanted to pull you off behind the trees, away from the family. Get you alone,” he muttered. “I wanted to lift your dress like this, and slip my hand between your legs. Feel how fucking wet you were.”
    He kicked her legs apart and urged her to lean forward, as if he were about to frisk her. But then his hand went straight between her parted thighs to cup her sensitized pussy.
    Ellie cried out, a shudder racking her body as her palms lay flattened against the door, holding her weight up.
    “’Cause you were wet earlier,” he went on, his voice hoarse as he massaged her mound. “I know you were. Just about as wet as you are now. Weren’t you, sweetheart?”
    “Yes.”
    She didn’t bother to deny it. To deny that she’d been thinking about him all day and what was about to happen.
    “Good girl. No lies between us, Ellie. No lies.”
    Closing her eyes, she bit her lip, trying not to let the no lies comment drag her back to reality.
    And then she didn’t have to think, because he slid the hand around her ribcage up to close over her breast through the dress.
    “I want your tit in my mouth again, Ellie. And then I want my face between your legs.” He ground his pelvis against her, so she felt the press of his hard cock against her ass. “I want you to beg. To scream my name. I want everything .”
    Her knees trembled, and she couldn’t do more than let out a gurgle of a moan.
    Tyson maneuvered his hand beneath her thong, and stroked one finger into her soaked cleft.
    “But I also want you on your knees, sweetheart. I want to watch you undo my jeans and pull out my cock, then take me between those pretty red lips of yours.”
    “ Yes .” The vision swept through her, so hot and powerful, that her thighs clenched around his hand.
    “I want to fuck your mouth. Come