Page 714 of The Tempted

Honesty.

Woven within every move she made.

Pushing my fingers deeper, I flick my tongue over her clit, once, twice and find it. Her pussy squeezes my fingers, quaking against my mouth as the rest of her tries to remain still and soak up the aftershocks of her orgasm. I feel the change in her, her body going lax over her mine, her grip loosening on my hair and the hold she had on my fingers easing allowing me to guide them out of her. I let my tongue take another swipe before leaning back, watching as she rolled off me and onto her back.

“Honesty is admitting the Tiger gives great head,” she pants.

Grinning, I kick off my boots and work my jeans down my legs before reaching behind me and pulling my shirt over my head.

“Are you going to fuck me now?”

“God, I love it when you talk like that. Keep talking,” I demand, positioning myself between her legs. The head of my cock teases her glistening pussy.

“Just before you were trying to shut me up and now you want me to talk,” she teases, bending her knees and closing them around me. “What do you want to hear me say, Riggs? You want me to tell you how badly I want your cock? How I was disappointed you left this morning before wrapping my mouth around you?”

“Fuck yes, more of that,” I grunt, bending my head to graze her nipple.

“Or maybe I should tell you I fingered myself in the shower this morning wishing it was your cock fucking me.”

“That’s it, Kitten,” I hiss, taking her hands and slamming them over her head as my dick pummels into her drenched pussy. “Take my cock,” I demand, sliding in inch by inch, filling her until she screams.

Fuck the world. Fuck the people who brought me into it. Everything could go up in smoke and I wouldn’t give two fucks. This right here, this moment, wrapped up in Lauren, this was everything. To hell with everything and everyone else.

I pull out, push back in, branding her mouth with kisses as I give her all of me, all the honest parts of my soul. I lose control, pounding into her mercilessly but Kitten takes me as always, matching my tempo. Jerking my hips, I groan coming and coming like a fucking champ. After I’ve emptied my balls, and sure I’m paralyzed, I collapse over Lauren.

She wraps her arms and legs around me, holding me close to her as her hands travel the length of my back.

“I love you, Riggs,” she whispers against my ear.

I remain tangled in her, joined to her as I roll us over and lie on my back, draping her body over mine like a blanket.

“Love you too, Kitten,” I say pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Call your mother, see if she’ll watch Eric tonight.”

She lifts her head from my chest and frowns.

“She’s watching Tori and Luca today there is no way she will watch Eric tonight too,” she says, trailing her finger down my cheek. “Grace called Anthony and Adrianna over to discuss Victor’s transfer.”

“These mob folks are so greedy. Jack is off the grid too because Victor summoned him up to the can,” I inform her, shaking my head. “Fucking Victor, always messing with me.”

Lauren giggles before she bends her head and kisses my lips quickly. I trail my hands down her sides and hold onto her hips.

“See…now if you were talking to your parents we could’ve asked them to watch Eric,” she says.

I raise an eyebrow at her.

“You sure about that? You’d let those clowns watch Eric?”

She bit her lip, wincing as she shook her head.

“Maybe not. I mean not for a while and maybe the first time we’d supervise. Oh, fine. I don’t think I’d let them watch Eric either.”

“Now look who’s being honest.” I wink at her.

She smacks my shoulder playfully.

“Still think you should consider calling your dad.”

“I think it’s time to shut you up again, Kitten.”

“What did you have in mind?” she asks with a hint of mischief playing in those blue eyes.

Honesty was knowing my Kitten was down to play. Honesty was finding all sorts of ways to keep her quiet, well maybe not completely quiet. I like hearing her scream my name.

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