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“No, no, please carry on.” She backed up until her legs hit the messy bed. Laid out, she stretched her body like a satisfied cat and lay there, waiting. She could hear her chest rising and falling, her pulse quickening, life charging through her.
Lifechangingwith every beat of her heart.
He pulled down his pants’ zipper about halfway, then gave a short tug. It got stuck and he made a face.
“Taaaad…”
“Just foolin’.”
There it was, that devilish smile that had been rocking her pulse for the last two years. How he could move from that take-charge guy to the insouciant charmer astonished her. Playing parts, that’s what he was doing, and it struck her that in giving her the full Tad DeLuca experience, he might be playing her. Fulfilling that special request to make her the center of his world for this one special night.
You know what else struck her?She didn’t care.
He removed his pants and well, that was worth the wait. Black, silky boxers above marvelously sturdy and erotically hairy thighs. She’d had glimpses of his calves when he wore board shorts during the summer but the thighsau naturelwere something else. Tree trunks to match his matted arms, thick as oak branches. An impressively weighty erection strained the dark fabric.
Yum.
She crooked her finger.Come and get me, babe.His eyes darkened to night, consuming all that soft blue. The predator was back; her heart thudded at an alarming rate.
He leaned over her, his hand cupping her jaw. The spread of his fingers against her neck felt gentle, possessive, and unbelievably sensual. The moment held, suspended on a taut string between them. He drew back, sending the pulse at the base of her throat into a fluttering panic against his thumb pad.
“It’s okay, honey,” he soothed, like he had done so a million times before. “Just let me look at you.”
She thought he meant her body, so when he maintained his single-minded focus on her eyes, she almost turned away. That familiar gaze seared her soul and reached into a private place.
He shuttered his eyes, and her imagination strayed to the fanciful notion he might be committing this moment to memory for unpacking later during long, lonely nights.
She closed her eyes and did the same.
“Last chance,” he whispered.
Did he think she could back out now while she was this close to heaven? A cavalcade of clowns rolling through the bedroom wouldn’t be able to stop this. She was too far gone and from the dark, smoky lust in his eyes, so was he, but they needed to tick the boxes. Agree to the terms and conditions.
Only one requirement for this job.
“If you’re not inside me in the next ten seconds, Tad DeLuca, we’ll have words.”
“Right answer.” That dangerous grin, the one she might never recover from, lit up his handsome face. With an abundance of care, he peeled down her panties, his eyes still focused on her with an intensity she would never have expected.
“So do you typically orgasm more than once per session? Or is one your limit?”
“Wh-what?”
“I need to know how far I can push you, baby. If you can handle what I can give you.”
“You arrogant piece of sh—oh!”
He slipped two fingers inside her and she groaned at the pleasurable invasion.This.
This. This.Slowly he pumped through her warm, slick heat. With his free hand, he cupped her bum and pulled her roughly to the edge of the bed, then pushed her to the erotic edge with a brush of his thumb over her throbbing clit.
“Show me how you like it,mia bella.” He grasped her hand and placed it over his. She guided his fingers to the tempo she needed. A little faster, a little rougher. Inexorable spirals of pleasure uncoiled throughout her belly while his dynamic digits worked wonders.
“Open your eyes, Jules. I want to see those beautiful eyes of yours when you come for me.”
The eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed fluttered open and met his too-intimate gaze. Its intense focus thrummed through her. The pleasure was already too much. Too, too much.
“Kiss me,” she begged.
