All Wound Up

Until he put his mouth around her clit and sucked. Then, everything changed. It was like being struck by lightning in the best possible way, a sharp, sinful strike of pleasure. She let out a low moan, her hips arched off the bed, and she gave herself over to Tucker, to his devilish lips and tongue and his relentless assault on her body.

His mouth was hot, and his fingers entered her, probing her with soft, rhythmic strokes until she was certain she’d never make it out of this without a cataclysmic orgasm.

And when it hit, faster than she’d imagined, she fisted her hands in the sheets, rocked her sex against his mouth, and thoroughly fell into the release, her entire body shaking with the force of what had to be the best damn orgasm she’d had in . . .

Her mind and body were too far gone to do the math. All she could do was hold on and enjoy the quivering ride. And when she relaxed, he was there, his face looming over hers to take her mouth in a kiss that tasted of sex and hot desire.

He didn’t give her a moment to catch her breath, his erection steely hard and hot against her thigh.

Which was fine with her, because she was throbbing, primed and ready for him.

And they had all night long to enjoy each other.

TUCKER’S FINGERS WERE STILL BURIED INSIDE AUBRY, the hot, pulsing contractions from her orgasm wrapping around him. His mouth was on hers, her hands roaming over his skin. Every part of him was feverishly hot and coiled with fiery need. All he wanted to do was bury his cock deep inside her until she convulsed around him.

He moved his fingers in slow, gentle movements, not wanting her to come down from that high of release. He wanted her hovering, still ready, hot and needy so he could bring her right to the brink again. Only this time, he’d be inside her.

“You ready?” he asked.

She smoothed her hand across his face, her fingertips so soft he wondered if he’d ever felt anything like that sensation before as she ran her finger over his bottom lip. And when he moved his fingers inside her, she gasped.

“I’m ready for whatever you have in mind.”

For someone as reluctant as Aubry had been about being with him, he liked that she was all-in right now, that there had been no hesitation on her part.

“Good.” He bent and kissed her, then whispered against her mouth. “I have a lot in mind.”

He withdrew his fingers, then licked them. “You taste good. I wonder how many times I can make you come tonight?”

Her gaze was direct. And hot. Filled with promise.

“A lot, probably. It’s been kind of a sexual drought for me.”

“Drought’s over, babe. I have a box of condoms in my car.”

Her lips lifted. “I have a box in my bathroom. I think we’re good to go—for tonight, anyway.”

He laughed and swept his hand over her breasts, watching them rise and fall as he brushed her nipples until they lifted into tight peaks. He bent and took a taste of each one. Soft, then hard little nubs that, when he sucked, made her moan.

She responded so damn well to him, and it made his balls quiver. He wanted to take all night long learning her body, but right now he wanted to feel what it was like to be inside of her.

“Give me just a second,” she said, rolling over and getting out of bed.

He lay on his side, enjoying the view of her very fine ass as she disappeared into the connected bathroom. She returned not long after with a box of condoms in her hand. She took one out of the box and tossed it in his direction. He caught it in the air with one hand.

“Nice reflexes,” she said.

“Part of my job.”

“How’s the leg, by the way? And the head? And your testicles?”

He laughed, pulled out a condom and rolled over to lay the box on the nightstand. “All in working order.”

“Good to know.” She stretched out on the bed, pulling her arms over her head. “Especially the testicles.”

He tore open the wrapper on the condom, applied it, then crawled between her legs, spreading her thighs. “Yeah, I’m going to be using my balls tonight. They’re already filled with come. I’m about ready to burst from touching you and kissing you.”

He spread himself over her body, leaning in close to brush his lips over hers. “And tasting you. Everything about you makes me hard.”

She took in a deep breath. “Let’s get you inside me, then. I’d hate to think of you suffering any longer.”

He fit the tip of his cock against her, then eased inside, cupping her butt to pull her up close as he gave a first thrust.

Oh, yeah. Just as hot and tight as he imagined she’d be. And when Aubry wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips, he seated himself fully inside of her. It was goddamned perfection.

She smelled like sweet cotton candy, felt like soft heaven, and as he moved within her, her body gripped his cock tight.

“You feel good,” he said, reaching down to slide a hand over her hip, levering himself close so he could hit all her hot spots as well.

Her nails dug into his arms. “Oh, yes. Right there, Tucker.”

She rocked back and forth against him as he pulled out, then slid in again. She was right there with him, her gaze pinned to his as they moved together in a slow, deliberate pace at first. He measured the signals she gave him. She liked it easy, and he could handle that for now. He took in the sounds she made—breathy little moans and gasps that made his balls draw up tight and made his cock harden like steel. He enjoyed watching her nipples pucker up when he rubbed his chest against her breasts.