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Kiss me.
He bends his knees, rubbing up and down between my checks with his length. I need to get rid of his clothes. I turn my head farther and now I kiss the corner of his mouth. Over and over. The feeling in my center soars with each small lick, nip, and kiss. I twist my body enough that we can deepen our kiss.
He gives me one easy, wet succulent kiss before he claims my mouth. A frenzy of swiping of tongues ensues. One arm is still around his neck, and I move the other to his erection. I grasp the width and it grows with each squeeze, each pull. The groan that escapes his mouth has me aching for more—so much more.
Disappointment will not be found in this kitchen. Nope. His hand glides under my pajama shorts. So, with one hand, I push his shorts down enough for me to touch the real thing. Oh God, his fingers are circling and I’m…
“Is this for me?” He questions with pride. “You’re wet for me?”
All of the blood has left my brain and I produce a sound but right now I’m speechless.
My fist pumps him faster wanting the same thing in return. My va-jay-jay is throbbing as he palpitates through my folds.
“Dai..sy…Du…kes…off,” he pants out.
I’m delirious with need so I remove my hands from him and wiggle my pjs down until they hit the floor. I can’t see his eyes, but I can feel his scorching gaze on my ass. Then he lays his palms, followed by his fingers, on my ass and caresses. He slides his fingers between the crack, down to my folds then all the way up to my highly sensitive nub. Damn, this guy knows how to make a woman happy.
“Tackett.” I should be embarrassed that I’m coming on his hand. I’m not—it’s too promising.
He flips me around mid-orgasm. The fire in his eyes is the same fire in his fingers, and I hope the same fire in his pants, technically right now, it’s not in his pants.
“You haven’t called me Tackett for a long time.”
The heel of his hand grinds against my swollen bud while he works the rest of my climax out of me. His hands come to the hem of my camisole and stills. “Tay, this is only for me.”
Lost in my feelings both physically and mentally, my hands float to his face. I brush against his five o’clock shadow and think about how I want his rough jaw between my legs. My lips track across the stubble. I don’t care if my lips bleed, I want this man. His head dips to my lips. “I need to hear you say it.”
“Hmm?”
“I can’t ruin our friendship unless this is only for me.” His pupils are dilated so much that the blue just looks like a ring around Saturn.
I’m trying to comprehend but I don’t understand. I push back from him to regain mythinkingbrain. Is he asking me to be exclusive? I decide to say what I feel since we ‘ve gone this far. “The only thing that will ruin our friendship is if you stop kissing me, touching me and…”
“I don’t want to stop—believe me. But I can’t just have you once. I can’t share you. I’m not wired that way.” His forehead falls to mine. “If you’re interested in Hagan too…I just can’t, even though I want to.”
“You’re the only one I want.”
My camisole is off seconds after admitting I want him. He palms my breast and dives in with the grace of an Olympic diver. He flicks his tongue over my hardened nipple while one hand slides up and down my thigh.
Picking me up and placing me on the counter, Tackett leans in and kisses me sweet. “Baby, I’ve been thinking about wrapping your legs around me for a long, long time.”
I pull my legs and pretzel them behind his back. His tip nudges at my entrance, sparking more arousal. “Is this how you want me?” The burn in my va-jay-jay is not being soothed. It’s a deep and tormenting pain not having Tackett inside of me.
“Yes, but I want your legs around my shoulders first,” he says in a husky voice that coaxes me to go along with his request. He doesn’t need to say it twice—my knees are at his ears as I put my hands behind me to hold me up.
Tackett chuckles when he puts both hands on the outside of my thighs and gently brushes his stubble against my inner thighs. He moves up and down and side to side, sucking. I open my eyes finding our low watt ceiling light. It’s not candles but the incandescent lighting will do. Then he blows on my center, and I yelp like lightning has struck. He pulls when he sucks, licks then kisses. God he knows how to please a woman. His fingers graze my entrance.
My knees squeeze his ears. My face is taut. I can’t even open my eyes. This climax is… so…strong. “Fuck me.”
I did not just say that out loud. Yep, I did.
Tackett stops, and I can feel him smile against my lower lips and with one more flick my body convulses, and I drip like a leaky faucet. He wipes his mouth with his fingers and starts my engine all over again. Working up my stomach to my heavy breasts and then to my mouth.
We kiss slow as he lets me recuperate. His mouth tastes fresh like watermelon and sex.
I mutter in his mouth, “So, are you still in a slump?”
He bites my lip, “I have a little more work to put in. Wrap those legs around me gorgeous.”
