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Tucker
I whip off both clothing items, tossing them to the floor.
“Done. I like your bossy bedroom talk, Spitfire, but I can take it from here.”
“Tucker… please.” She has fire in her eyes. “In for a penny, in for a pound.” She tugs roughly on my hair, smashing her lips against mine, letting me know I have the green light.
What a team player.
I don’t even hesitate, molding my palm over one large breast through her pretty blouse. “Mmm… real breasts,” I murmur, drawing in quick breaths while rubbing her puckered nipple.
She responds to my touch, pressing her body closer to mine. And I know she can feel me.
“Tucker… my nipples…”
I spank her ass cheek.
She yanks on my hair. A storm is brewing in her eyes. “You just wanted to spank my arse again,” she accuses.
I grin wickedly, raising my hands to the top button on her blouse.
She smacks my fingers away. “Too slow.”
Look who is spicy.
I watch her nimble fingers make fast work of the buttons.
“Somebody is in a hurry.”
“You talk too much.” She smothers my chuckle with her mouth, showing me how impatient she is for her release.
Christ, this woman can kiss.
“Damn, woman, you’re an overachiever when you’re bossy.”
She unclips her pretty bra from the front with a practiced flick of her fingers, spilling out her large breasts.
All the air gets sucked out of me.
Caveman roars his desire in my head.
Nothing else in the world exists.
“Well, look who just got more than they bargained for.” Jesus, this woman is perfect. She’s embracing this moment. “Where’s a camera when you need one,” I murmur as though an afterthought. “You have no idea what a vision you present to me dressed in knee-high socks, a thong, and your pretty blouse unbuttoned, your bra split down the center and more-than-a-handful natural breasts pointing their nipples at me your face haloed with a mane of wild hair. We need to do this more often. You know later, we should think about evening the playing field.” I point down to my shorts. “Somebody is a little overexcited again. Just an idea, but I could shuck out of my shorts and boxers, and I’ve got the game Twister with our names on it. I am willing to take one for the team and nude up for you.”
Ophelia’s laugh is the sweetest sound in the world, but I want her moaning. I suck one taut peak into my mouth, lathing the tip while palming her other breast. And because I am an equal opportunities guy, I swap to the other perky peak until she can’t silence her desire any longer.
Nuzzling the side of her neck, I murmur gruffly against it, “I want to taste you so bad, woman.” I hear her sharp intake of air. “Slip out of your thong if you want my mouth on you.”
Her body wiggles while I mark the base of her throat, sucking and licking, drawing soft pleas from her while my hard-on is raging for a release.
I line my lips up with her ear. “Shagspeare, keep the deity vocals down. We may be on the top floor, but unless you want Teagan and my innocent older sister to hear you and flood you with questions tonight, keep the ‘oh, God’ and ‘your anaconda is so long and thick’ praises low. Or we will have to take it into the bathroom where the last owner had it soundproofed—true story. The life of a rock star.” She nods, but I swear she’s rolling her eyes in her head at me.
Ophelia sucks my earlobe into her mouth, biting down hard enough to hurt. “Make me come.”
“Woman, I am going to make you detonate.” I back myself up, pulling her along with me until I hit the side of the bed. “Your pussy is perfect. Put a knee to the comforter over my shoulder,” I rumble.
She needs no assistance getting into position. Her flexibility is something I am looking forward to investigating.
