WATCHING TUCKER PLAY TONIGHT SHE’D WITNESSED mechanics and precision, every move perfection. But when he kissed her, it was messy and spontaneous, one hand sifting through her hair as the other found its way to her back, lifting her shirt to roam across her skin. She moaned against his lips and used her hands to map the muscles of his forearms and shoulders.
He moved into her, his cock hard and insistent as he deepened the kiss. A delicious headiness swirled within her, her skin prickling with awareness as he moved his lips from her mouth to her neck, laving her throat with his tongue. She couldn’t help her deep moans as need held her in its grasp. She was caught up in a daze of hazy passion and grasped tight to Tucker, her legs shaking as he cupped her breast, pulling the fabric of her bra down to tease and pluck her nipples.
And when he drew down her pants, she helped him, stepping out of them, needing to be naked, wanting him to touch her, taste her, give her the orgasm she so desperately craved.
He slipped his hand down the front of her panties, and she whimpered.
He stepped in closer to her, wrapping his other arm around her to hold her steady.
“Shh,” he said. “I know what you need.”
His hand was warm as he cupped her sex, then slid lower, his fingers slipping inside her. The heel of his hand rubbed her clit as he moved his fingers within her.
It was so damn perfect. Tucker’s touch hit those spots that sent strikes of shocking pleasure straight to her core.
His gaze met hers. “Like that?”
She arched her hips toward him. “Yes. Just like that.”
He kissed her, and she melted against him, around him, unable to hold back as the sensations overtook her. All she felt was heat surrounding her, the feel of his mouth and tongue and the movements of his hand and fingers. She felt consumed and let herself fall.
Her orgasm shook her, and she grabbed Tucker’s wrist, holding his hand right where she needed it as she was wracked by wave after wave of undulating tremors that left her weak and light-headed.
He took her down easy, slowing the intensity of his kiss, removing his fingers but still holding tight to her body.
She reached up to touch his face, running her fingers over the stubble of beard across his chin. She brushed her lips across his, taking a long, satisfied breath.
“That was good.” She slid her hand over his chest. “I needed that.”
“I could tell.” He rested his forehead against hers. “But we’re not finished yet. I’m just getting warmed up.”
She patted his chest. “That’s what I like about you, Tucker. You have stamina.”
He grinned, then took her hand, pressed a kiss to the back of it, and led her into the bedroom.
She pulled off her shirt and took off her bra and underwear, then grabbed a condom from her nightstand. “I moved them closer. You know, so they’re handy.”
He smiled. “Good thought.”
She sat on the bed to watch him undress.
“I like you like this,” she said as he climbed on the bed next to her.
“Like what?”
She wrapped her fingers around his cock. “Naked and hard.”
TUCKER WATCHED AS AUBRY SAT BACK ON HER HEELS and stroked his cock. Was there anything hotter than watching a woman touch your dick?
He didn’t think so. His balls tightened and his breath caught as she bent forward and put her sweet mouth around the crest. All he saw was a flash of pink tongue wrapping around his cockhead, and he grabbed a handful of sheet, hoping he could hold out long enough to enjoy the hell out of this.
Her mouth was hot, wet, and as she suctioned a tight seal around him and slid his cock between her lips, his stomach tightened.
He raised up to sift his fingers through her hair. “God, that’s good, babe.”
It felt so goddamned good he wanted this to last forever. He also wanted to come, hard—to jettison hot spurts along her tongue until he was empty and satisfied.
And as she used one hand to stroke the base and her other to cup his balls and give them a gentle squeeze, he already knew which of his desires was going to win.
Because he’d thought about this a lot, imagined her hot and wicked mouth on his dick.
The reality was more than he had ever imagined.
He lifted his hips, feeding more of his cock into her mouth.
“I’m ready to come, Aubry. I want to shoot into your mouth.”
She hummed along the side of his cock, then squeezed her lips tighter together.
That’s all it took. The first spurts spilled along her tongue as he erupted, his hips arching off the bed. Aubry held tight to the base of his cock as he gave her all he had, jerking in rhythmic spasms until he was spent.
She licked him fully, then laid her head on his thigh while he came down from that incredible high. It took him a minute or two and several deep breaths before he could even find the strength to run his hand over her hair.