So Toxic(Bad Boy Next Door Book 4)(69)
Ty pauses two steps down. “Kiss me now. I think it’s stopped bleeding.”
“I doubt it.” I give him a gentle push.
Three more steps, and he stops again. “I’m sure it’s done bleeding. Kiss me.”
A sigh escapes me. “Get a move on.”
“Fine. Be that way, Florence.”
EPILOGUE
Caden toddles from his grandpa to his daddy. Ty picks him up and flies him through the air to his Uncle Jake. “Take him for a bit, would you?”
Stevie sits next to me, leaning close and whispering, “I’m gonna have to strip naked and throw myself at that man, I swear.”
I pull back. “Who? Jake?”
“We live right next door to each other. He doesn’t even acknowledge that I’m alive.”
“Maybe you intimidate him.”
She studies her prey as she takes a long sip of her pink frozen drink adorned with a tiny umbrella. “Nah. I bet he thinks I’m a slut.”
“Oh, stop. Why ever would he think that?” I feign disbelief.
She shrugs. “Maybe because of all the guys sneaking out first thing in the morning.”
“Well, perhaps, you should slow down the head count, if you think it’s messing up your game with your”—I lay my hand over my heart—“…one true love.”
She sneers. “Bitch.”
I pinch her arm. “Brat.”
She turns to me and slides her hand over the lowest part of my skirt. “This gown…it really is The Dress. I’m so glad you decided to renew or redo or whatever with your vows.”
“It was Ty’s idea. But, yeah, I’m glad too. It meant more this time.”
A warm hand lands on my shoulder. “It was my idea. And, if you’ll please excuse us, Stevie, I need to borrow my wife for a little bit. I have another idea.”
She salutes us with her drink as Tyson steers me into the house.
“What is it?” I ask as he places his hand at my lower back and continues propelling me toward our bedroom.
“Can’t wait any longer. I need some of that pussy.”
I stop. “Ty! We have guests.”
He kisses my nape while he pushes me through the bathroom door. “It’s getting dark, the alcohol is flowing and free…they won’t miss us for at least an hour.”
“But what if they hear?”
“We’ll go all the way into the closet. Plenty of walls and doors to separate us…and if that’s not enough, too bad.”
Any reasons I think I have turn to fairy dust when Tyson’s tongue sweeps past my lips. He grabs my ass and pulls me close. His hard-on presses into my belly. He holds my chin and grinds against me as he plunders my mouth—and my heart.
I run my hands up his lapels and over his shoulders, sliding my fingers through the soft hair at his nape. Warmth spreads through my core and cream flows to my slit.
He walks me backward through the bathroom and into my closet. “Time to take this pretty dress off.”
I grin. “What? You don’t like my gown?”
“What’s that old saying?” He yanks the back, and buttons pop off, one by one. “I’ll like it better on the floor.”
Tingles spread from my entrance to the rest of my body. I swallow. We have a house full of guests, yet here I am, unable to tell him no. Something about Ty makes me do things I’d never have thought I would. My pussy swells and pulses when I think of him taking me outside of that hotel room.
Tyson picks me up, his lips on mine as he drops me on the dais. He slides his palms up my legs and over the tops of my thighs. He strokes my slit as he captures my mouth, his tongue slipping in and out in time with his thumbs at my entrance.
His hands and lips entrap me. He tugs at his tie, ripping it off. I push his suit jacket from his shoulders onto the floor and get to work on his buttons. But I only get two undone before he grabs the front of his shirt and yanks. Now it’s his buttons that fly every direction as he pulls his shirt off and immediately divests himself of his tight white tee.
The pressure between my legs cranks up when Ty lays his big hands on my breasts. His magic fingers knead them until I arch my back and thrust them into his palms. Then he yanks the top of my dress down so it’s right below my tits, pushing them up for his mouth to capture one at a time, licking, sucking, tasting each pebbled nipple as he gathers my skirt at my waist.
In the next second, Tyson’s hand is in the middle of my chest, gently laying me down. He tugs the dress off, baring me to his sight. He walks around the dais, his eyes never leaving me as he removes his belt and unzips his pants, letting his cock loose.
I swallow again as he leans in, grabs me under my arms, and pulls me to him. His dick is temptingly close. I’m going to do something else I’ve not done yet.