Page 31 of Tango

“Fuck me.” Keith turned and slapped a hand to his face. “I’m sorry, Ty, I—”

“It’s only a forty-eight-hour trip. Don’t be sorry.” I slapped his shoulder as I stood. “I feel shitty on the timing of it.”

“All I ask is you come home with something.”

“That’s the plan.” I glanced at Moore, who had his phone to his ear then threw out a few curse words.

“You good?”

“Yeah, just still playing phone tag with Jay.”

“Doesn’t he leave a message?”

“All he said is he needs to talk. We keep missing each other, but he doesn’t want to leave a message.” He shrugged it off. “So, I let it go.”

“Speaking of tag,” Mark piped up, and I rolled my eyes.

“Good night, all.” I threw a wave over my head, and they all murmured back their good nights as I headed for the house.

I found the living room empty, and Savannah caught me at the stairs.

“She’s in your room.” She smiled warmly.

I rushed up the stairs and into my room where I was hit with the smell of something sweet. I followed the trail and found the huge bathtub was filled to the top with bubbles.

“Gosh!” She jumped as she came out of my closet. Her silk robe drifted open at her quick movement and exposed her bare breasts. “You just took three lives off of me.” I let out an animal grunt in response. My gaze traveled down her hardened nipples, the luscious curves of her breasts, to her smooth stomach, to her waxed V. “You look…” Untamable. “Interested.” She purred, and I kicked the door shut. I reached back and tore my t-shirt off then tossed it on the floor.

“I was just about to go for a soak.” Her smile grew as she saw I had other plans. In three steps, I scooped her up and urged her legs around me.

I exhaled slowly as she nearly brought me to my knees. I felt the heat from between her legs against my stomach and marched her to the wall. As I pressed her against it, I looked up at the face of the woman who held my delicate heart hostage in her hand.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t come up sooner.” I really was.

“Your brothers needed you.” Her voice let me know she understood. She turned her head, so her hair fell to the side, and my nostrils instantly flared at the scent of her floral shampoo. She rubbed my shoulders as her warm eyes drew me into her spell. God, it felt good.

“I never wanted to fall in love,” I confessed, “and now that I have, I’m terrified I’ll lose it.”

“Well,” she massaged my neck a little more as she thought, “I think we both want this, so we’ll just have to make it work. Scared or not.” Her face slipped slightly, and I knew tomorrow’s departure weighed on her. It weighed on us both. “You know,” she flexed her legs, “the wonderful part of being in love is the sex just keeps getting better and better.”

I grabbed her chin and dove in for a kiss. She instantly parted her lips and let me in. We needed to shed the tension we both felt with the loss of Lexi, with the arrival of the new guest, and especially with my trip. We needed time to reconnect. Tonight, was about us.

I wound my fingers through her hair and held her tight. She rocked her hips, needing friction between her legs, and I smiled, loving the feeling. When she gasped for air, I moved to her neck, along her collarbone, and across her shoulder. My mind clouded but became clear all at once. I craved everything about this woman. Not just for the sex. It was everything. She was the whole package. I deepened my kiss with the sudden realization that my father was right. When you were really in love, it consumed all of you.

“What is it?” She felt my moment.

“Nothing.” I grabbed her hands and lifted her arms above her head then used my hips to hold her in place. “Mm, defenseless,” I teased.

“Whatever will you do with my body?” She played along.

“Everything.” I tossed her on the bed, and a moment later, after I tore off my clothes, I was back between her thighs.

I nudged between her slick folds and teased her opening.

“Oh, okay.” A wicked smile broke over her lips, as she knew I had control. My hands once again pulled hers above her head, holding her secure.

“What are you gonna do?” I teased her lips with mine.

“I’m going to top from the bottom.” Her eyes twinkled with fun. I gently pulled back to dive straight inside, and as I did, she used my hands to move herself up on the bed, allowing only the tip to go inside her. She laughed, very pleased with herself.

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