Page 21 of Draco's Fire

"A little." He replied, "But there is way more nakedness involved."

Shayla unsnapped her bra and dropped it in the sand. Tyson nearly keeled over, watching her half-nakedness so close to him. Fuck. He could come unhinged just at the sight of her.

He splashed into the water, and she pulled at his shirt. He willingly threw it off, pulling her body flush against his. She was smooth and hot against his skin.

He pulled them up to their hips in the water, and his jeans pulled tightly against his skin. They kissed, pulling at each other's leftover clothes. They were naked within seconds, and Tyson held her close to his body-loving every inch of her against him.

"Don't care if your coworkers see you being naughty?" He asked her, his hand pulling her ass closer. He could feel her pussy against his stomach, and she was warm.

She looked over Tyson's shoulder, taking in the house. "I might care tomorrow, but I don't right now."

He chuckled into her ear before biting at her neck. "Skinny dipping, interesting fantasy. Mine was always eating chocolate off of a woman."

She moaned under his touch, her hand tight on his bicep. "Sounds messy." Her words came out in a hot, bothered murmur, and Tyson skated his fingers over her thigh.

"Messy indeed." He nodded, kissing her neck once more, "But imagine a tongue floating over your entire body? Mmm. The places it could travel."

He felt her thighs tighten around his hips, and he knew she was thinking about it. He knew she was imagining what he was describing for her. She hummed softly, and he kissed her collarbone, licking her softly.

She looked at him, her eyes filled with hunger. She wanted it just as badly as he had. He pulled her closer, kissing her roughly once more.

His tongue found a way into her mouth, and she moaned under him. He smiled, "Imagine my tongue doing all sorts of things to you, Shayla. I'm a talented man."

She shivered, and he knew it wasn't because of the water. She moved, grinding against Tyson's hard cock. He groaned, and she smirked at him. "I'm talented as well."

Tyson looked deep into her eyes once more, and he could feel the pull. Shayla was his mate, and he wanted her so badly. He wanted that connection, and he wanted her closer than before.

He needed her.

He kissed her deeply once more and slid into her. She clenched around him, and her breath hitched against his neck.

"Fuck, Shayla." He growled out, "The things you do to me."

Fourteen

Shayla

Shayla tightened around Tyson's cock. This was an entirely new experience for her. Sure they'd had sex before, but she'd never done it in the water. This was new.

"Fuck." Tyson growled out, which only made her that much hotter under his touch, "the things you do to me."

She wanted to tell him he did the same things to her. He made her think differently at times, and he was driving her nuts. She pressed her forehead against his, taking in a shallow breath. She loved the feel of him inside her like this, even more than before.

"You feel so fucking perfect." He pulled out slightly, just enough to ram back into her. Shayla gasped, her nails digging into his neck. She'd never felt someone so deep inside of her yet felt like they weren't deep enough.

"Fuck me, Tyson." She'd had enough playing around. All this talk had made her soaking well, and she wanted him now.

Tyson kissed her and pounded into her. Shayla held onto his shoulder, biting hard onto her lip. Maybe the team couldn't see them well, but they certainly would hear them.

"I want to hear you, Shayla," Tyson growled out, his hand grasping her hips tightly as he fucked her. Shayla shook her head.

Tyson pulled a hand up, pulling her lips apart. "I don't care who hears you. I want to hear my name on your lips when you come apart."

Tyson adjusted himself just slightly, hitting Shayla's g-spot hard. A moan left her lips before she could stop it, and she came apart. Tyson smiled against her, pulling out as she went limp.

"That was refreshing." He smiled at her, and she scowled.

"You didn't finish."

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