Going Down by Shelli Stevens Page A

Ellie with her hands and knees on the floor, her back arched, Tyson’s cock jerked. Damn, he wanted her again. Which made no sense. Why he could want a woman who could look him straight in the eye and lie without batting a lash.
    “Okay, maybe you’d better not watch me,” she muttered. “I can’t think. You’re getting me all hot staring at me like that.”
    “You can’t see me watching you.”
    “I can feel it.”
    “Mmm. All hot, huh?” His blood pounded in a metronome of need. Everything primal rose to the surface inside him. He shouldn’t want her, and he could tell himself again and again that he didn’t. But damn it, he did. And despite his don’t touch her buzzer going off at full volume, he suddenly found himself reaching for his belt buckle.
    She must’ve heard the rasp of his belt through the denim of his belt loops, because she twisted her head and glanced at him over her shoulders.
    Ellie’s eyes widened and he heard the swift breath she caught.
    “What do you think you’re doing?” she asked unsteadily, and began to move into a new pose.
    “ Stop . Don’t move,” he ordered and stood up, pushing his jeans and briefs to the floor after grabbing a condom from the pocket. “I want you just like this.”
    It was easier if he didn’t have to look into her eyes and think about how she’d lied to him. Having her this way meant he could focus on just the moment, and how damn good it would feel to be inside her.
    A shudder ripped through her body, but she didn’t move. “Tyson, I’m not quite done.”
    “No, you’re not,” he murmured and came to kneel behind her. “In fact, you’re just starting, sweetheart.”
    He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her yoga pants and panties, tugging them down, baring her ass as they fell to her knees.
    “Damn.” His voice turned husky as he caressed one firm globe. “You look so hot like this.”
    “Tyson,” she protested weakly. “I’m all sweaty.”
    “I like it.” He moved his hand lower, to the cleft of her pussy that lay just below her ass, and pushed a finger through her folds to rub her clit.
    A tremble rocked her body and she sighed, pushing back against his hand. He rubbed her steadily, thinking about nothing except making her nice and wet, ready to accept his dick.
    He plunged a finger into her channel a minute later and found it creamy and welcoming.
    “I want you now,” he muttered.
    “Yes.”
    “Fast.”
    “ Yes .”
    He sheathed himself with the condom, gripped her hips and then plunged into her from behind.
    “Jesus.” He gasped as her walls clenched around his cock, so hot and wet.
    “Tyson. Oh, God. Oh, God. Yes .”
    Blinded by lust and lingering anger from her lies, Tyson tightened his grip on her hips and pounded into her. Hard. Fast. Letting his turbulent emotions show through in the way that he fucked her relentlessly.
    Ellie’s moans turned guttural and she pressed backward to meet his thrusts, bringing him deeper with each penetration.
    Knowing he wasn’t going to last very long, but wanting her to explode with him, he reached around to find her clit again. He pinched and rubbed, heard her cry of pleasure right before she clamped around him. Clenching and unclenching.
    Her hoarse cry of his name sent him over the edge. His mind exploded with light and his knees trembled as he came hard. The roar that left his chest sounded almost animalistic.
    She fell forward, lying on her folded arms with her ass still in the air and him buried deep inside her.
    When his mind cleared, Tyson slid from her and closed his eyes. Disbelief and anger slid through him again. Jesus. He’d lost all control. Not an ounce had remained as he’d taken her.
    He’d come here with a purpose to find out the truth, but then he’d walked in the door and his priorities had changed.
    His jaw clenched and he shook his head. Well, now that he was done thinking with his dick, he would get the answers he’d come for.
     
    “I should