Page 58 of Reckless With You
I froze, and so did she. I had a feeling she hadn’t thought she’d answer like that.
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah. I’ve used a plug or two in my time. I think I can deal with your finger.”
I let my head fall back as I closed my eyes and groaned.
“You really shouldn’t say things like that when I’m already so far on edge. I may not even get inside you before I come at this point.”
She laughed, reaching between us to grip my cock. My head shot back so I could look at her, and I groaned. “Don’t do that, baby.”
“You mean…this?” She so innocently asked before stroking me through my jeans, giving the base a squeeze.
I leaned away from her touch, and when she tried to reach for me, I took both hands in one of mine and put them above her head against the door. “Okay, my turn.”
“Show me what you got, Tucker.”
“Gladly.” Then I kissed her again, leaving soft bites and nibbles along her jaw and down her neck. I let her hands go so I could strip her out of her jacket and then tug her shirt over her head. That left her in her bra and pants and boots, and I swallowed hard, trying to look my fill.
I let my jacket fall to the floor, toed off my shoes so I wouldn’t forget later, and then moved down her chest to leave smacking kisses along with tops of her breasts over her bra.
“Like the lace,” I said, cupping her bra-covered breasts and letting my thumb slide against her nipple.
She sucked in little sharp breaths and nodded.
“I’m glad you like it. Although I wore it for me, not you.”
“Well, I like the way you treat yourself.”
Then I leaned down and sucked her nipple through the lace, loving the way she purred.
I gave the same attention to her other peak, grinning as I pulled back before kissing her on her lips again.
Her hand slid up and down my back, tugging at my shirt, so I reached around and pulled it over my head, leaving me shirtless and loving the way her gaze raked over me.
“You know I saw you in that towel earlier, but damn, your body’s a little intimidating.”
I raised a brow and looked down at her curves. “Um, hello, have you seen yourself in a mirror? Fucking sexy as hell. Never feel intimidated by me.”
“You’re sheer perfection, Tucker. And you know it.”
I shrugged, pushing back some memories from before. I hadn’t always looked like this. I worked hard now because I had the time and the money. I hadn’t had either when I was younger, and I had been rail-thin. It was hard to stay fit and healthy when you were going from foster home to foster home. And, sometimes, they didn’t have enough food, even though they got money from the state.
Fingertips feathered along my cheek, and I looked down at her.
“I didn’t mean to make you go away.” Her voice went soft and straight to my heart. I swallowed hard.
“No worries. I’m right here. Just you and me.”
Her gaze searched my face, and she smiled. “Good.”
I kissed her again, this time a little slower before my mind was entirely back into it, and then I deepened it. I wanted to go hard, fast, and pour out my demons. Be ourselves. If we went too soft, got too romantic, it would only hurt us in the end. This would just be beard sex, whatever the fuck that was. Hard, fast, and everything we needed.
At least, I hoped so.
I undid her bra, let it fall to the floor, then I lavished attention on her breasts, looking at the red tips of her nipples as I sucked hard.
She moaned, her body shaking. I didn’t know if I wanted her to get off at the door.