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“That was a little dramatic, don’t you think? I already agreed to be your girlfriend.”
I stared at her. Shocked at first, then realizing she was letting her sarcastic side show. I shook my head, not knowing how to even respond.
“Sorry. I get more sarcastic when I’m stressed. I probably should have warned you.”
“You’re adorable. I don’t mind a bit. It might just take me a minute to catch up.”
Her phone rang. I saw her mother’s name come across the screen. “Want me to answer it?”
She looked up, eyes wide. “Do you mind? Mina gave her the basics, but I haven’t talked to her yet. I’m sure she’d be way more excited to hear from you.”
“Two days in and I’m already running interference for you. Before you know it, we’ll be the old couple everyone ooh’s and ah’s about on their fiftieth anniversary.”
I caught her face out of the corner of my eye as I answered the phone. “Hello, Mrs. Foley. Tara is driving and asked me to answer. Yes, thank you. I’m good. It was scary. I’ll tell her. You too. Thank you.”
“That was way easier than I thought it would be. She let you off easy.” She winked.
“Well, she’s worried about me. She said to tell you to listen to me and make sure I have everything I need.”
“She did, did she? That’s convenient for you now, isn’t it?”
I shrugged my shoulder and grinned, feeling better the closer we got to home. When she pulled into the drive, there were a few news vans still at the end of the property, by the empty houses, but no one was close to the house like they had been before. Hopefully, they stayed at the end of the lane and left us alone. I wasn’t in any condition to fight, but I knew Tara would tell them a thing or two.
“Let’s get you inside. I don’t want any of them thinking they can sneak back down here.”
Once we were inside, she helped me to the bedroom. I was trying to suck it up so she didn’t worry too much about me.
“Do you need anything? Water? A wet washcloth? Something to eat?”
“A wet washcloth?” I smirked, not being able to tell if she was kidding again.
“I don’t know. Nursing isn’t my forte, but it sounded good.”
“I’m good, Tara. I just need you beside me, in my arms.”
“You’re not too hurt?”
“To hold you? Never.”
27
TARA
Hands on my hips, he pushed me against the living room wall and moved his mouth along the left side of my neck, spattering kisses and gentle nibbles, making his way to my ear and full-on biting the bottom lobe. I uttered a moan, uncertain how my knees didn’t give out. The intensity of my feelings for him doubled with the ease at which my body wrapped around his, and it was intoxicating. Every minute with him was better than the last.
His hands felt hot against my skin as he floated his fingers across my stomach and up to my breasts. Reaching down, I grabbed my T-shirt and lifted it over my head. Cupping a breast for him, I teased my nipple with a finger as he lowered his mouth to accept my gift, arching my back. He alternated between sucking and licking, and I felt his cock growing against my thigh and grabbed his waist to grind against him.
I took advantage of the space between us and unbuckled his pants, locking my fingers in his waistband and yanking both his pants and boxers down to his ankles as I lowered myself to my knees. He grabbed the back of my hair, wrapping it in a fist and tugging slightly. Licking his cock, I eased gently from the tip down the shaft to his balls and back up again. I wet my lips and twirled my tongue around the tip as he leaned into me more and braced one hand against the wall.
Opening wider, I swallowed his cock in one movement, straight down the shaft. His body tensed, then rode the wave of pleasure. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth, teasing with my tongue. With my hands planted firmly on his ass, I rocked him into my mouth over and over. When I felt him quivering inside me, I slowed down with one long suck and then moved quickly again.
“Fuck, Tara,” he panted, “you’re amazing. I want all of you.”
I continued to manipulate his cock in and out, and his hand locked tight on my head, letting me know he didn’t want me to stop this time. Joke was on him—there was no way I was stopping until he was putty in my hands.
“Fuck, yes,” he managed. “I’m coming, baby. Aww, shit yes.”
He exploded in my mouth, holding my head against his hand as I eagerly licked up every drop. His breathing was rushed, and I loved knowing I was the reason. Sexually, we were such a brilliant match. Thankfully, we blended well in other areas also, which made me feel we were unstoppable. I hoped he felt the same way.
