She rubbed her pussy against the roughness of his slacks. Slipping her hands between them, she undid his belt and pushed the zipper down. Moving to reposition, she took the opportunity and shoved his pants down, marveling at the sight of him totally naked before her.
He lowered his weight onto her and finally, his hot, hard cock pressed her wet center. Then he sucked her nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth, gripping her flesh so tight, she’d have marks on her breast.
She rocked her hips against him and his cock twitched. Tucker took her mouth, and she strained to wrap herself tighter around him. His hand found her wet folds. One blunt finger parted her, pressing inside. She screamed out her need for him. He pulled back and said, “I saw some condoms on the counter…in the bathroom.”
She sighed. “Hurry.”
At least his brain was working. She hadn’t given protection a thought. Then he was back, opening a condom as he walked. He rolled the prophylactic over his length. The rubber didn’t quite make it all the way down. “I’m safe,” he said.
“Me too,” she muttered, pulling him back to her.
Tucker was gentle. First he played with her, tenderly opening her to him with his fingers, then pressing the head of his huge cock against her center. When the tip touched her opening, Tara went wild, bucked and rocked her hips, wound her legs around his waist, tried to pull him in further. Her urgent need for this man was taking over her body.
He must have had other ideas, because he shifted on the sofa to a sitting position and pulled her onto his lap, where she straddled his thighs. He thrust upward, but let her set the pace. When he rocked against her, the head of his cock finally eased into her waiting body. Satisfaction tugged at her emotions. It was what she’d been waiting for all evening, and it felt right—this crazy connection between them was intense. Her emotions were electric, her body on fire. He was still, his green eyes glued on her face, watching her every move, letting her take his length at her own pace. The way he studied her reactions was erotic, made her feel things she’d only imagined before.
His cock slipped easily into her pussy as she lowered herself. His upward thrust matched hers, his wicked gaze drank her in as she took his full length.
Her tongue slid in and out of his mouth in a rhythm he mimicked with his hips, and she sighed each time he pulled out far enough for her to miss the feel of his burning flesh. When he ground his hips against her, his cock hit her g-spot, making her shiver from head to toe. The tip of his cock pressed against her womb, and she took every inch he gave.
At his upward motions, she matched him, harder, faster. The desire flashing in his eyes awed her. She’d only just met him, but he fascinated her completely.
He pulled her lower lip between his, drugged her with hot, wet kisses. His climax slammed inside her, and like a match, set her ablaze.
“Yes…” she heard herself utter before losing sight of reality for the second time. She milked him with her inner muscles, refused to move from his lap as he continued to throb inside her.
Many heartbeats later, she had more strength and lifted her head. “Didn’t you say something about a bed before?”
A boyish grin curved his lips. “Yeah, I did. We didn’t make it there.”
She laughed. “No, we didn’t.”
He took her mouth in a tender kiss and stood. When his long fingers dug into her bottom, she gasped, but swooned in the thrill of him buried deep inside as he carried her to the bedroom. He deposited her gently on the bed and kissed her forehead. “My lady…the bed.”
She giggled, something she hadn’t done in a long time. The sound shocked her. “Indeed.”
“I’ll be right back,” he promised before leaving the room, a beautiful space dominated by a four poster with lovely damask bedding. She pulled down the corner of the covers and crawled under. The snug weight made her feel secure.
Tucker reappeared, pushing in the cart from the sitting area. He lifted a silver lid she hadn’t notice before. “Are you hungry? I ordered sandwiches too.”
“You think of everything.”
“Ah, not quite,” he said, holding up one lone condom.
She couldn’t help being disappointed. “One?”
“Apparently the hotel thinks two is enough.” He smirked, devilment dancing in his beautiful green eyes.
“And I think they are wrong. How about you?”
“Definitely,” he said, lifting half a sandwich to his mouth as he settled on top of the covers next to her.
“Gosh, you’ve worked up quite an appetite.”
He smirked around his sandwich. “You did it do me.”
He leaned over, and she took a bite of his sandwich.
“Mum,” she hummed. The covers fell to her waist. She felt relaxed and lighthearted, totally at home.
Tucker’s gaze focused on her body for seconds before returning to meet her eyes. “So, have you done this before?”
“What? Steal bites of people’s sandwiches?”
He shook his head, a seriousness playing across his features.
“This…” He waved his hand between them.
“Oh…no. I uh, not really. You?”
“No, never. What do you mean, ‘not really’?” he said with raised brow.
“Well, okay.” This was crazy, but talking to him was too easy. “So I’ve done this.” She waved her hand between them. “Once, but I knew the man much longer than ten minutes.”
“Then how could it be the same?”
“Because I knew going in that it was a one night deal.”
“Ah.” He shrugged. “I guess I can see that.”
“Why me?” He’d piqued her curiosity beyond belief with this line of conversation.
“Chemistry, maybe?” He sighed and finished off his sandwich, then took a swallow of water. “You intrigued me from the first time I saw you,” he said, dragging the covers down the bed and maneuvering under them.
She laughed. “Me, intriguing? That’s a new one.”
His gentle hand lifted the weight of her breast, and as he teased the nipple between his fingers, blood pulsated through her body at warp speed.
* * * *
Tucker dipped his head, pulling her puckered nipple into his mouth. Her soft skin felt like silk. He pressed her engorged nipple against the roof of his mouth, teasing her. Anchored to her breast by her hands in his hair, he grabbed her hips and pulled her down the bed.
He kissed a trail between her breasts and lifted his head. “Yes, utterly intriguing.”
She laughed. “I’ll call it lust.”
He nibbled at her soft skin and she laughed some more. The sound pulled at his gut as nothing had in a long time. She was too much for just one night. But he’d be home in twenty-four hours. Right now he would give and take all he could.
With only one condom left, they had to be creative. “Will you stay tonight?”
She looked at him in a way that made his gut clench. “Yes. I will.”
On his knees, he lifted the covers. The lamp he’d left on earlier bathed the room in a warm glow.
She was beautiful. With the thigh-highs gone, her tanned, slender legs looked dark against his. He’d been spending too much time inside. Her amber colored hair spilled over the pillow, her well-kissed lips were parted and her eyes