Page 80 of Hot and Bothered


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Covering her with his body, he pushed her flush against the smooth glass, leaving just enough room to slip his hand into the slippery nirvana between her legs.

She moaned, the sound reverberating off the glass, the bottles, his groin. He stroked again over her nerve-packed flesh, gratified when she jerked against his hand. She rocked against him, sawing her body, controlling her pleasure. Her back arched as she pushed back and took what she needed.

It was the hottest thing he had ever seen.

His dick throbbed, pushing against the cleft of her gorgeous ass like it knew what it needed. Like it knew whatheneeded. The heat and musk of her arousal amplified his own, hiking it to a sharp ache. Over her shoulder, the streetlights shone arcs of light against the windows of the bar, illuminating the odd passerby. A curious glance their way would reveal quite the show.

Wild and uninhibited, she rubbed her breasts against the cellar’s glass. Low-lit pools reflected off the transparent wall, bathing her features in soft, ethereal light. She was lost in her own world, a world where she was Goddess.

Worship her.Over and over those words echoed in his Jules-fried brain. The message was received by his knees, which jackknifed and sent him to the ground.

Where he belonged.

Roughly, he pulled her hips toward him and delved between her legs with first his fingers, and then his mouth. She tasted…oh, Christ, he would need to invent a whole new profile for how good she tasted. Spice, sweet, pepper.

Jules, Jules, Jules.

Again, she bowed her back and spread her thighs to allow him to suck deeper. Her moans echoed through the Cavern, ricocheting off the dick that was about ready to blow.

“Tad,” she screamed just as her thighs clenched and her body juddered in orgasm. Standing like a drunk who couldn’t hold his liquor, he used her hips as his anchor, only breaking the connection to roll on a condom. Thankfully, she understood what was coming next and she turned to face him.

“Please. Now.” Hot, desperate, and all for him.

He lifted her off the ground and slid into her, hard and fast. How could she be so wet, yet snug enough to wrap him in this torturous, velvet tightness? Holding her in place against the glass, he watched his glistening cock drive into her deeper.

“Look,mia bella.Look what you do to me.”

Her lust-stoked gaze fell to where their bodies joined and she made a rough sound in the back of her throat.

“That’s so—oh, Tad. You feel so good inside me.”

He withdrew, every inch outside her body killing him, but honing his desire. Hers, too. No doubt about it. She grasped at his shoulders, and her thighs tensed. Her satin muscles gripped his slick erection.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned. “Don’t ever stop.”

Never.In this moment, there was only the two of them. There was only this time. This room. This everything. The moment bloomed to clarity.

He saw clearly for the first time.

He’d always given short shrift to those loved-up idiots who said sex was a million times better when you had a deeper connection with a woman. Sex was sex. There were degrees, for sure, but it was no great mystery. He happily admitted that sex with Jules was the best he’d ever had.

Everything with Jules was the best he’d ever had. Somehow, losing himself in her felt like the surest way of finding his way back.

Biting his lip, he watched as he slid in and out, in and out. Heaven at the Cavern. He continued to thrust until he felt her clutch and compress. Heard her scream his name, again and again. Then his own orgasm exploded, but not in a single burst of relief. This was more like a rolling blackout that hit different parts of his body microseconds apart and ended with a power surge that knocked out the grid that used to be his brain.

* * *

“So here we are,” she said, coming to a stop outside her apartment building.

“Here. We. Are.” Tad squeezed her hand and it gave her just as much of a thrill as what they had done back at Vivi’s. She never imagined he could be so sweet after taking her so hard and raw.

On the five-minute walk home, they had been unusually quiet, both lost in their thoughts. Was he regretting how he’d opened up about his father and what it had led to or was he contemplating how they could figure out what was happening between them?

Reluctantly, she let go of his warm, male grip to fumble in her big-ass purse for her keys. Purse law said they were hiding at the bottom.

“Thanks for seeing me home.”

“Well, I’m not sure your date would have been allowed to stay out this late.”

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