“All those years I watched you in your bed, alone and with your lovers, you want to know what I saw?”
She shook her head. She didn’t want to know.
“You were never satisfied. You wanted to be. You tried to be. ”
“Not true. ” She was not abnormal. She had always climaxed.
“Very true. ” He pressed the dildo to her lips, his eyes narrowing as they parted, accepting the toy. “I saw your eyes. That’s what I watched, Scheme, when you were with those men, your eyes. And I saw a woman desperate to find that final certain something. That orgasm that went all the way to the gut. ”
Her eyes widened.
The dildo slipped free of her lips, only to draw a wicked, damp path down her chin, between her breasts, then along her stomach.
“On your back,” he whispered. “Let me give you a taste. ”
Common sense screamed no. Yet she was turning, moving to her back, fighting to breathe as carnal, wicked lust filled the room with its heavy scent.
“There we go, pretty girl,” he purred, stroking the dildo on her thighs. “Now open up just a little bit for me. ”
Her thighs parted.
“Little bit more, darlin’. ”
They were both breathing hard now, their gasping breaths filling the air around them.
She spread her legs further.
“Mmm. Those pretty curls are beaded with the sweetest juice. ” His eyes locked between her thighs; his hand trailed the dildo over the saturated area.
It skimmed her clit as she lifted closer, watching his expression. It was tight, savage, bordering on animal lust as the head of the dildo tucked between the swollen folds of her pussy.
“Bend your knees. I want to watch it go in. ”
She bent her knees, lifting closer as Tanner slid between them. She hadn’t expected that, but she really didn’t care as long as the horrible, aching hunger in her womb went away.
His nostrils flared as he drew the scent of her in.
Tucking the dildo against the desperate entrance to her sex, he pressed slowly inside.
“Oh God. Tanner. ” She shook her head, her eyes wide, locked on the sight of the erotic toy pressing inside her.
She was so wet it didn’t take the usual three tries to get it in.
“Damn, you’re tight. ” He pulled it back, ignoring her little cry before pressing forward again. “I’m thicker. ” He grinned up at her with carnal intent. “Longer. ” The dildo pressed deeper inside her. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
Hell no. Not if she had a choice.
She shook her head frantically.
Pausing, he stared back at her. “What do you want, pretty girl?”
“I want you to stop playing. ” Okay, this was the point of no return. “Fuck me or get the hell away from me. ”
The dildo slid free before being tossed away, in which direction she didn’t really care.
“All you had to do—”
She didn’t let him finish the sentence. He was on his knees, the lickable length of his cock spearing out before him, flushed, sun-kissed gold, heavily veined and mouthwateringly engorged.