The taste of her sweet nectar on my tongue was like a drug. Pulling out slowly, I replaced my tongue with my finger, so that I could lick all the way around her swollen button.
Staring into her eyes, I lapped across the surface. “Is that what you want, baby?”
“Uh huh,” she gasped, gripping my hair as she squirmed.
Pressing down on her hip bone with my free hand to hold her still, I moved my finger inside her slowly, pressing just deep enough to feel her begin to tighten around me.
It was so sensual to watch her in such beautiful distress, as her entire body began to quake. Flicking my tongue faster, harder, I gave her a tiny nod.
When she let go, her wail hung in the air around us, and I felt her spasms squeeze my finger. Her hips shook as the climax seemed to go through her in waves.
All the while, I stared into those gorgeous blue eyes, knowing that the only thing I wanted in this world was to become as close as possible to this wonderful girl.
I moved back up to lie beside her, and managed to hold her against my hip without putting any pressure on the throbbing tent in my shorts.
“Thank you,” I said gently, giving her a soft, sweet kiss.
Then she giggled. “I think I should be the one thanking you.”
“Gorgeous, you don’t understand what it does to me to know that you trust me, letting me into your life like this.”
“I like being this close to you,” she said.
It was positively beautiful the way Tara relaxed into my arms, melting completely against me. As her breathing became slow and steady, my mind began to race.
What the hell was I going to do? Was I just supposed to come out and say, “Hey, it’s the funniest thing, but I’m not really rich.”
I would hate for her to be embarrassed that she was mistaken. I’d truly hate it if she turned out to be one of those people who thought that money was the most important thing in the universe.
But this time when the thought entered my mind, I dismissed it completely. There was no way she could be that type. I still didn’t know her that well, but the way she seemed to quietly study the world showed me that she was a well-rounded person.
But what would she think of me for not telling her right away? The thought of Tara being disappointed in me was nauseating.
If I wanted to continue thinking of myself as a strong man, I was going to have to make it through this. There had to be an answer. I’d wait for her to stumble on the information naturally, so that she would be all right with it.
Since I couldn’t toss and turn in her tiny bed, I stayed perfectly still, hoping that the solution might come to me in a dream. In the meantime, all I could do was keep trying to make her fall in love with me.
9
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Tara
After Jared left mid-morning to hit the gym and run errands, I cleaned my tiny apartment, then flopped back across the bed. There was so much to think about.
Perhaps my mind was still scrambled from that unbelievable five minute kiss in my doorway before he left.
Also, he had said something the day before that had been rattling around in the back of my mind ever since. There was no reason I shouldn’t work my way up to the management job. I was already qualified, more or less. I just needed some more experience.
Why had it never occurred to me to try?
By all accounts, I was a clever girl. I was always coming up with good ideas that my coworkers agreed with. I could make a prototype of my idea for a new company website, and pitch it to my boss. Even if Lynne didn’t like it, she would have to respect my initiative. Or at least, be amused by it.
Grabbing a small round pillow, I hugged it to my chest, curling up into a ball. It was hard to admit that there were many times in my life I didn’t try very hard, because I assumed it wouldn’t matter anyway.
My older sister Angela was the one with all of the luck, and all of the wonderful attributes. I’d always assumed that I would be wasting my time if I bothered to try.
Now, I felt like kicking myself in the butt for thinking that way. Why shouldn’t I try?