Free Copping To It by Ava Meyers Page A

pussy.
Instantly, she imagined how it would fill her, stretch her, test
her limits with the pure pleasure it would infuse her with.
Resolved to take him over the edge with her, she sank down, loving
the way her body initially resisted the invasion. He watched her
take him as if it was a wondrous sight. “Deeper,” he urged. “Take
me deeper.”
    “I will. I’ll take all of you. Everything
you have to give.”
    Pressing her palms against his chest, she
ended her statement with a swift downward thrust that buried him to
the hilt inside her.
    They both cried out. Hands cupping her face,
he pulled her down for a kiss. She covered his hands with her own,
then entwined their fingers as she rose up and slammed down on him
again. They both surrendered control at the same time, and she rode
him hard and fast, taking him just as she’d wanted to. He gave
himself to her, moving and whispering and thrusting and lunging
until they both exploded, and this time neither of them made a
sound. It was as if they wanted to contain every drop of emotion
and sensation within their bodies so as not to waste a precious
drop. But the whole time, they stared at one another, never looking
away as they carried each other to heaven.

CHAPTER SIX
     
    Ty and Claire dressed silently. Despite the
powerful connection they’d experienced only minutes before, the air
was rife with tension. Unfortunately, it was a tension that Ty
himself was emanating. He knew it. He tried to extinguish it. He
couldn’t.
    Now that it was time to leave, to get her
out of the world he’d been living in — or, to be more precise,
make-believing-in — he was filled with a combination of urgency and
dread. Urgency because he’d been hit by a bad feeling the second
their bodies had separated. Dread because a part of him was reeling
under the emotional onslaught of what they’d just shared.
    Ty was a damn good undercover cop because he
had great instincts. The fact that he was getting a bad feeling
now, just as he was prepared to get Claire to safety, couldn’t be
ignored.
    Ty was also damn good at taking care of
people, women especially, and he had no doubt that Claire would be
more important to him — hell, she already was — than any person
he’d ever met. What he was no longer sure about, what he had no
experience with, was entrusting himself to the care of others.
Hell, he’d practically handed her the key to his wellbeing, and if
she decided to walk away, it would destroy him.
    He’d given everything to her. Hadn’t even
thought to hold back. She held all the power now. What if he
couldn’t satisfy her the way he thought he could? What if he wasn’t
enough for her sexually? What if she changed her mind and decided
life with a cop, one whose job entailed long hours and sometimes
long periods of separation, wasn’t for her? What if —
    Ty jerked as something cool cupped his
face.
    He blinked.
    Claire.
    “— thoughts?”
    “What?” he said.
    “I said, are you having second thoughts?
Because if you are, don’t worry. I —I understand things got a
little out of hand here. So you don’t have to be afraid I’ll — I’ll
expect anything from you.”
    Her lips stretched into what was supposed to
be a reassuring smile, but it was obviously false.
    Dickhead, he thought. If he could have, he
would’ve kicked his own ass. Here he’d been, freaking out and
feeling insecure, and what had been the result? He’d made her doubt
his desire for “expectations.” Seeing her working so hard to
reassure him made his fears of power and abandonment vanish.
    Because as much power as she held over him,
he knew he held the same over her.
    He hadn’t been alone when he’d experienced
nirvana in her arms. If she needed him half as much as he needed
her, nothing would keep them apart.
    Apparently uncertain how to interpret his
silence, Claire glanced away. “We’d better go. I heard a car
outside and —”
    “What? Shit.” Something else he’d missed
because