“What if I told you I was ready?” My finger skates lower and curls into his chest hair, swirling it, tugging it lightly.
“Ruth?” he groans, a warning in his deep voice. One I should heed. But I don’t want to.
I lean forward and run my lips along his broad chest, lightly nipping his nipple.
“Oh shit! Dammit, woman. I’m trying to be good here but you’re fucking killing me,” he growls.
“Then quit trying to be good. Just try to be good enough. Good enough to make me feel good, even if it’s only for a little while.”
“Ruth, baby. I’d make you feel good every night if I could. But your brother…”
I shove his shoulder and when he falls backwards I straddle his hips. I can feel his steely length through my panties and I clench my legs around him, moaning. “Jeremiah isn’t here and it’s none of his business who I choose to be with. All I need to know is do you want me?”
He growls and rolls me under him. His lips find mine in the dark and he devours my gasp, moving his lips across mine in a desperate tangle of tongues, teeth and reckless need.
“Hell yeah, I want you. I’ve wanted you since I first saw you,” he growls roughly.
I laugh lightly. “Was that after all the tickets?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I’ll get them taken care of. The mayor is on my ass about them anyway.”
“Hattie is not someone you want to mess with.”
“I know.” He slides down my body and my breath catches in my suddenly dry throat.
“W-what are you doing?”
His calloused hand finds mine in the dark. “Hold onto something, baby girl. I’m about to make you feel really good.”
I snort. “Wow! Someone’s pretty damn sure of themselves.”
“Nope. But I’m gonna work my ass off for it.” And with that, his head drops between my thighs and I feel him kiss my thigh then suck it hard. “I want to leave my mark on all of your perfect body. So every asshole out there knows it’s mine.”
He moves higher, shoving my knees wide. Then I feel his tongue trail heavily through my folds. “Oh shit,” I moan.
“We’re just getting started,” he chuckles. He dives in and drags his tongue over and over through my lower lips until my hips are chasing his touch. His mouth closes around my weeping slit and his teeth nip at my clit then tap it ruthlessly. Tap, nip, tap, nip…until I can’t help but groan, my hands tangling in his short, dark hair.
“You’re driving me crazy, Tate! Don’t stop,”I gasp, shamelessly pulling his head tighter to me.
“I’m not stopping, baby girl. You taste like fucking heaven. I don’t ever want to stop.”
I squeal when he drags his tongue, pressing deeper into my empty tunnel. He laps at me and I feel that pressure in my belly winding tighter, until it’s like a coiled spring that breaks under the pressure. I scream when ecstasy explodes through my body, ripples of pleasure barreling over me like a tidal wave dragging me under, swirling me into the churning waters until I can’t even see. I pant and moan, lost to the waves of release tearing at my body.
He moves over me and growls, running the thick head of his cock through my juicy slit, bumping into my clit until stars burst behind my eyes again.
“Tate, please,” I moan, my fingernails digging into his slick shoulders, tugging and pulling. “Please.”
“Are you sure?” he asks, hesitating and pulling his thick rod out of me.
I grab his face and gasp, “I need you now. Fuck me right now!”
His face contorts into a primal scowl. Without anymore questions he slams inside me in one quick thrust that steals my breath. He stops when I gasp and groan. “Are you good?”
“So good,” I whisper shakily. “I’m so damn full. Shit! Don’t stop! Keep moving. It feels so good.”
Like I gave him permission, he pistons into me, driving me up the bed until I have to put my hands up to keep from hitting my head.
“Yes,” I scream, another wave of release dragging at me, pulsing in my veins.