“This is what I’ve been needing.” Her mouth popped open into an O as she clawed at my shoulders, her back bowing so I’d go deeper.
Hard and fast was often how she liked it.
The time we’d spent together the day after AJ’s funeral was full of discovery. Tara enjoyed sex and all variations, even sensual and sweet. I learned quickly that I could control and dominate her, take her ass while slapping it, and bite her shoulder when taking her from behind. She desired it all. Once we’d calmed and been sufficiently sated, I loved her softly.
My Roja was perfect for me.
“I’m close, big guy!”
“Already?”As if I’m surprised.
“Don’t tease me!”
I chuckled. “All right, baby. Gimme your lips.” I loved her soft, supple mouth. Couldn’t get enough of her sweetness.
I picked up my tempo, making sure to hit her G-spot. Slipping in and out of her, I worked up a sweat. It was then I realized I hadn’t put a condom on. Had she known? Before, she would only let me fuck her with my pecker wrapped up.
I released her lips, rearing back. “Roja, I forgot to put on a condom.”
Her hand cradled the back of my head, bringing my face toward hers. “It’s okay. If you tell me you’re clean, I want your cum in me. I’m on the pill and clean.”
I stared into her gorgeous eyes for a long second, absorbing the love in them. She trusted me. It was all I ever wanted. Well, and for her to love me. I felt it deep in my soul that she did, just as I loved her.
I didn’t need to hear the words.
She likely held them close to her heart like her most precious secret. When she finally gave them to me, finally trusted me completely, our hearts would merge, forever sealing our souls as one. On that day, I would ask her to marry me.
Even if it was today.
Tara was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life loving. She would be my wife one day, guaranteed.
“I haven’t been with anyone since July third, the day before I met. I got tested a week later, hoping you’d give me a shot. I haven’t been with anyone but you,mi vida.”
Her glossy eyes smiled. “Then we’re good.”
We were fucking good.
Our lips connected as I took us both over the edge of ecstasy.
21
Hero
I ENTERED THE clubhouse with the biggest cheese grin I might’ve ever had. Damn, it felt good to be home after being gone so long.
Like the dirty fucker I was, I sniffed my fingers. Jesus, I loved the smell of Roja’s pussy. Following our shower, I couldn’t stay away from her. She let me play with her while she put her makeup on and did her hair, collecting her honey on my digits like a souvenir. Roja was priceless.
It blew my mind how fucking incredible sex was with the right woman. Sex in general, getting a release, was always good. The kittens did their jobs well…. Some better than others.
What made intimacy with Tara next to none was the emotional connection we had. From that moment in Sugar Bliss Bakery, she called to me like a fabled mermaid in the ocean. She was hauntingly beautiful. I’d seen right through her sassy mouth and attitude. Knew it was all a front to hide the brokenness in her. She hadn’t fooled me when I stared into her dark brown eyes. I’d been transfixed at that moment, and I knew… She was like me. Sad. Empty. Lonely.
She was meant to bemine.
Everything about Tara felt like home to me. Her taste, smell, and touch were all I wanted, all I needed. I couldn’t explain these overwhelming emotions swirling inside me. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, but I wasn’t about to overthink it. I’d embrace the peace that surrounded me when I held her in my arms.
Tara and I couldn’t linger in bed like I wanted. She’d refused to call in sick so we could have sex all day. I respected the fuck out of her for holding her ground and being the responsible adult while I let my pecker guide me.
When I drove her to school, I told her if I couldn’t pick her up, to hitch a ride with Madeline. I didn’t know what the day would bring as I caught up on my own work. I was confident Storm would make sure his woman got home safely, so he could do the same for mine in the event I couldn’t get Tara myself. But I’d try like hell to be there for my woman.