Mine to Hold by Shayla Black Page A

playfully.
    The thought of Del masturbating just got Tyler hotter. Fuck, he wanted her bad.
    “Will you do it?” That pleading note was back in his buddy’s voice.
    Did he really have a choice?
    Taking a deep breath and hoping they didn’t all regret this, Tyler nodded. “I’d do anything for you, man. You know it.”
    He also hoped to God that after he thoroughly enjoyed fucking his best friend’s wife, he could live with the guilt.
    Eric beamed, then shook his hand. “Thanks, man.”
    “Um, any boundaries?”
    “Nah. I trust you to do what’s right.”
    A bad choice on Eric’s part. Tyler feared he’d be unable to stop himself from unleashing a whole bunch of naughty fantasies on Del and pushing every one of her limits.
    Eric grabbed her and pulled her in for a quick kiss before snagging the wine bottle and taking another long swig. Then he turned to Tyler. “You gonna kiss her?”
    Fuck, he wanted to. At the suggestion, need surged through his body, settling into his inflamed cock. How would she feel against him? Around him? Curiosity was eating him alive.
    She climbed off Eric’s lap, then drew in a deep breath that lifted her pretty, pert breasts. Her nipples were already hard, but she stared up at him through her dark lashes, her blue gaze surprisingly shy. She bit her lip.
    “Del?” Tyler held out his hand to her. His own shook.
    After a moment’s hesitation, she nodded, then curled her fingers around his.
    Desire jolted its way up his arm, short-circuiting his brain. More blood rushed south. Tyler swallowed.
Go slow. If you don’t calm the fuck down, you’re going to inhale her. Scare her. Hurt her.
    Apparently, Del mistook his pause for reluctance. She stepped against him, grabbed his face with both hands, and jammed her mouth against his in a desperate kiss.
    That was all it took to unleash his hormones off the chain. His conscience quickly followed.
    He fisted both hands into her long hair and yanked her head back, arching her body against his. With his lips, he shoved her own apart. He didn’t just kiss her; he violated her mouth, plunging inside, dying to taste her completely. Possess her.
    She moaned, rubbing that lithe little body of hers against him, accepting everything he gave her. Her flavor detonated like a bomb in his system, setting fire to his skin, dropping hot lava into his veins. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, desire settled with relentless insistence in his iron shaft, his heavy balls.
    “That’s it.” Eric hissed the words. “God, that’s hot.”
    Tyler jumped back as if he’d been scalded. He breathed like he’d run a fucking marathon, his lungs pumping hard and fast. A gorgeous flush stained Del’s cheeks. Her mouth, always full, now looked downright red and swollen. She swiped the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip inquisitively, as if trying to taste his kiss all over again. The sight grabbed him by the cock and yanked hard.
    “Don’t stop now, babe.” Eric wheeled close enough to caress her waist, her breast, then tugged at her shirt. “Take this off. And your bra. Remind me what gorgeous tits you have. Show Tyler.”
    She gave Eric a shaky nod but turned to him for confirmation. Insecurity crawled across her face. She bit her lip again, turning an even rosier red. Did she think for a second that he didn’t want her? Probably. Whatever attraction he’d felt for her had been one-sided, and he’d done his best to bury it. After all, the concept of sex between them had never been even a whisper until five minutes ago.
    With Eric watching, Tyler stepped into Del’s personal space and cupped her breast through the red silk. He dragged his thumb across her nipple. It drew up tight and needy at his touch. She whimpered. Del was welcoming him? Oh hell, that turned him on. She probably did it for Eric’s sake, but Tyler pushed that fact aside. Tonight, she’d let him fuck her. Suddenly, he couldn’t think of anyone he wanted more.
    He snagged her