Heath (Wild Boys After Dark, #2)

“Explicitly.” Truth rang in his voice and in his eyes.

She pressed her lips to his. “Then let me explore. If you hate it, I’ll stop.”

One quick nod was all the approval she needed. She bound his wrists and tied the ends to the decorative white iron slats on her headboard, and then she pressed her hands to his chest and followed her fingers over his pecs with her mouth. She flicked his nipples with her tongue, teasing them into hard peaks, then lowered her mouth over one, sucking gently as his hips rose off the bed.

“Holly fuck. You’re…Ally.”

She lifted her eyes, still teasing his nipple.

“Fuck. Fuck, Ally.”

She smiled around her tongue, then traveled lower, tasting every inch of his incredible abdominal muscles, to the rounded arch of his thigh. She sucked the inside of one powerful thigh as she stroked his cock. Then she blew over the wet spot and nudged his legs open wider with her knees.

“Ally,” he whispered in one heated breath.

She licked his balls, feeling them tighten against her tongue, then licked the glistening slit at the tip of his arousal.

“Ally,” he whispered. “Christ, Ally.” His eyes opened and blazed through her. “Suck me, baby.”

Hearing those words from his mouth made her wetter. She moved up the bed, ravishing his mouth as her nimble fingers quickly untied his bindings. He growled into her mouth as he sat up and tried to move her beneath him.

“No. I’m not done.” She loved seeing him reclining in her bed, with all his glorious planes of flesh and muscle taut and ready for her. She loved the control of being on top and the empowering feeling of knowing he’d been bound. She wasn’t ready to relinquish control just yet.

She licked her palm.

“Fuck,” he whispered as she stroked his erection. “Fuck. Ally, you’re going to make me come.”

“When I’m ready I will,” she teased, and turned around on her hands and knees.

She straddled his chest and lowered her mouth over his cock as he gripped her hips and lowered her wetness to his mouth. His talented tongue moved in and out, over and around her swollen, needy flesh as she stroked and sucked his hard length. He slid his fingers inside her, and she arched back with a sigh.

“Oh my, that feels good.” She closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of his fingers fucking her while his tongue stroked her clit.

“Suck me,” he said. Then his mouth returned to her with renewed energy.

“Heath. Don’t stop.”

She swallowed him deep and sucked hard as his fingers drove in and out of her. She quickened her efforts as her climax built. Her focus ebbed and flowed as waves of desire surged through her. Their bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat. The sounds of skin against skin and moans filled the air. Her legs tingled and her belly grew hot as lust coiled deep inside her. Just as her muscles tightened around his fingers, she felt his cock swell in her hands, and he came in hot, salty spurts down her throat as her own intense orgasm tore through her. She continued sucking, swallowing all he had to give as her muscles contracted and ripples of ecstasy rolled through her.

He gathered her trembling, weak body in his arms and kissed her with warmth and tenderness. Neither of them flinched at the taste of themselves on the other’s mouth. None of that mattered. Ally was lost in the sensual aftermath of their lovemaking.





Chapter Nine


TWO HOURS LATER, after Heath had run a warm bath for them and they’d lingered in it until their skin pruned, they’d dressed and ordered Chinese food. Now it was after eleven o’clock and they were sitting on the couch. Heath held Fifi in his lap while Ally snuggled beneath his arm. He’d never felt more content in his life. It had been years since Heath had stuck around after having sex with a woman, and with Ally he never wanted to leave.

“I’m sorry we missed our date,” Ally said as she petted Fifi.

“I’m not.” He kissed her temple and hugged her closer. “You’re dangerous, Ally.”

“Why?” She gazed up at him with innocent eyes.

“Because I never thought I’d meet anyone who…” He paused, realizing that he was about to expose a big part of himself.

“Who?”

He thought about Logan and how quickly he’d fallen for Stormy, and he thought about his parents, who had met and married in the span of seven months. Was it really so crazy to feel himself falling for a woman this fast? Was it just their amazing sexual connection? He gazed into her eyes and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was far more than just the sex. With Ally he felt something deeper than ever before. More all-consuming and intense.

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