Page 26 of Almost Rotten

“There it is,” he praises.

Good grief.

Heat licks up my spine and a moan works its way up my throat. I zip my mouth shut, determined not to let it out. Not to make another sound.

I can’t move.

I don’t want to move.

I want to stay right here, with my body pressed against his length. With his arms wrapped around me, locking me in place.

No.

Fuck.

I close my eyes, willing that thought to flee.

But then Ty brushes my hair to the side and lowers his head, and I lean into him.

Allowing.

Existing in this screwed-up place where I’m straddling him and he’s holding me and we’re both exactly where we’ve wanted to be for the first time in years.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited to have you?” He nuzzles into my neck and plants a featherlight kiss below my ear.

I do.

Too long.

He waited too fucking long.

An image of Mercer materializes in my mind. Followed quickly by one of Noah.

They dissipate as Ty runs his hands up my back on either side of my spine.

When he reaches the top, he captures me by the shoulders, locking me in place.

I shift, gauging my chances of escaping, but go nowhere.

He’s holding me so tightly I can’t move up, down, or to either side.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited to touch you? To taste you? To fucking have you, Sawyer?”

Warmth spreads through me.

His lips land on my neck, and he guides them painfully slowly down to my collarbone, leaving goose bumps in his wake.

He releases his hold on my shoulders and caresses my sides, dragging them around until he’s cupping my breasts over my shirt.

I lean in on instinct.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited to feel these?” He squeezes my breasts, his massive hands almost big enough to eclipse them.

Tongue darting out, he drops his gaze, kneading them with deft fingers. His breathing picks up, his pupils dilating further as he homes in on my piercings, as if he knows they’re there, despite the padding of my bra hiding the outline of them.

He twists just enough to send sparks through my pussy.

A barely there whimper escapes me.