Page 99 of Firecracker

Consumed with the naughty, erotic pleasure of it all, she shifted down the bed, ran a hand over one of his butt cheeks, so firm and muscular, and took him in her mouth. And she answered his question about her preferences, keeping him in her mouth, relishing every groan and pulse until he finished, and then she let him slowly pull out with a last swipe of her tongue.

He collapsed onto the bed beside her, flat on his back, his head at her feet. His hand came out to rest on her lower belly, over her curls in a sweetly intimate gesture that made her heart flutter. “Wow.”

“Mmmm.”

After long moments, he sat up, using impressive abdominal strength, and rearranged them both under the covers with her tucked in against him, his arms around her.

“So you do put out on the first date,” he mumbled.

She smiled. A strange happiness bubbled inside her, along with a luscious languor that settled in her limbs. “It was a good dinner.”

He snorted, his arms tightening around her.

“Seriously, it was. Thank you. And I had fun.”

“Me too.” He paused. “Does that mean you’ll go out with me again?”

Her skin prickled. “Tyler…”

He closed a hand over one breast.

“That won’t work.”

He smiled against her shoulder. “You’re on to me.”

“Oh yeah.”

“It’s okay, Arden. Just go with it, okay? We both had a good time tonight. Better than good. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“I know. I know.” Shedidknow that. But Jamie’s words about how Tyler was a relationship kind of guy floated back to her, and she squeezed her eyes shut. If he got serious and she didn’t, she’d be causing a whole lot of trouble.

And if she got serious too…God. She couldn’t let that happen. She had to be careful here. Tyler made her feel so good, and she really, really liked him, and damn, he could turn her on so easily and make her come so hard…even when she was just dreaming about him. Which was all great, but also seemed kind of dangerous, when she was trying to make a new life for herself and show everyone she wasn’t just a spoiled prom queen.

“I guess we’re sort of going out again tomorrow night,” she finally said.

“Right.” He gave her breast a squeeze, and dammit, tingles started building again. “To see Danny’s show.”

“It should be fun.”

“If you say so.”

She twisted her head around. “You don’t want to go?”

He kissed her shoulder. “Not sure about the whole drag queen thing.”

“You like Danny.”

“Sure. That’s why I’m going. I’m keeping an open mind.”

“Youareopen-minded. I like that about you.”

“Hmm.”

Her eyes drifted closed. It was getting late. Along with a few glasses of wine with dinner and a couple of mind-scrambling orgasms, being held all warm and safe in Tyler’s bed was making her sleepy.

“Arden?”

“Mmm?”

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