Free Skye Blue (Hell Yeah!) by Sable Hunter Page A

McCoy.
    A contented smile curled her lips. She had slept with Noah McCoy.
    Oh, she hadn’t just slept with him; she had been had by him—thoroughly. Just the memory of what they’d done together made tiny rivulets of pleasure run through her veins.
    Very carefully, she raised up on one elbow and looked at him. My God. The man was a work of art.  All of the McCoys were big men, but Noah was big and beautiful. In the repose of sleep, his face was serene and perfect. He reminded her of what Dustin Hoffman once said about working with Brad Pitt. ‘He makes the rest of us look like onions’. Skye smiled. Next to Noah, any man paled in comparison.
    Lifting her hand, she ached to touch him. He shifted in his sleep and she held her breath, but he hmmmed and stretched his arms over his head. The movement just accentuated his pecs, his abs—God, she was turned on.
    What was she waiting on? This most likely was a one-time thing. An opportunity like this wouldn’t come again. She wanted to experiment. Slipping the cover back, she let her eyes rove over his body. Golden brown skin, just a shade or two lighter than hers. Flat stomach, that amazing wedge shape from his muscle-capped shoulders and perfectly defined chest. But what lay below the waist was even more alluring.
    His cock was hard and swollen. She couldn’t have resisted if her life depended on it. Morning wood. Going to her knees she studied the object of her desire. Oh, yeah.
    Skye had slept in his arms, naked. And she was more aware of her body and its desires now than she had ever been. Her breasts were so sensitive, her nipples so swollen. She cupped them and lifted them, toying with the tips. Staring at Noah’s cock, she wondered how much she could get away with. Ah, well. He’d just have to endure.
    Maybe he would sleep through it.
    Bending, she licked his shaft from root to tip. He jerked in his sleep, but he didn’t awake. Pulling at her nipples, she nuzzled his cock, inhaling his scent, amazed at the silken feel of the steel-hard rod. Taking the head of his manhood into her mouth, she sucked on it like a peach, letting her tongue bathe the tip. A ripple of bliss shot through her.
    She was enjoying this and she wanted more. Taking his shaft in one hand, she bent closer and traced her nipple with the head, leaving a trace of precum on her areola. Immediately her breast tightened. Moving over slightly, she gifted her other breast to the same rare treat. God, she wanted Noah.
    Hovering over him, her breasts dangled down—even to her own eye they were lush and aroused. Placing a hand on either globe, she settled the quivering mounds on either side of his cock and pressed them together, capturing him between them.
    Noah groaned. Her eyes flew to his face, but he still slept. Taking that as a sign she should continue, Skye moved her body up and down, sliding his cock between her breasts. Looking down, she groaned. Never in her born days had she imagined doing anything so sinfully sweet. The sight of Noah’s cock nestled in the valley of her tits was arousing beyond the point of endurance. Wanting to taste, she lowered her head and kissed the tip, dallying her tongue in the slit, all the while moving her body so her aching flesh caressed the rock hard shaft.
    Noah opened one eye.
    Did she actually think he was sleeping through this? Could any man ignore such ecstasy?
    “You’re killing me, Princess,” he groaned.
    Skye bounced a little, which caused her breasts to jiggle, further exciting his cock. Noah groaned again. “Sweet Jesus.”
    Meeting his gaze, Skye understood. She had him at her mercy. “Shall I please you?”
    “I beg you. Don’t stop.” His voice was deep, husky, with a sexy catch which spoke of his excitement.
    “I don’t want to stop.” She slid his cock between her breasts, licking the head, taking him deeper in her mouth. An ache began to pulse rhythmically between her legs. Letting go of her breasts, she got down to business. Clasping