Page 138 of Indecent Lies

It never quit.

She was starting to believe she was turning into a sex addict.

A Tait addict at the very least.

“What are you thinking?” Arms wrapped around his neck; she lovingly brushed her lips over his face.

He sounded so hoarse and sexy when he answered.

“I was thinking how I want to fuck your mouth right now with my tongue.”

“Tait.” She breathed in lust soaked gasps.

To be desired by this kind of man was a gift she wanted to tear into and make a wholly mess on the floor.

“What, too indecent for you, baby? My mouth is good for telling lies and fucking you.”

“Your mouth is beautiful. Put it on mine quickly, please.”

His eyes smoldered and when he swooped down to tap her lips to his, it was a kiss she’d waited her whole life for.

She traced both of her hands over the hills of his strong shoulders as she fought to gain some height to better reach him so she stood on his toes and stretched up until he laughed into her mouth.

“Someone is impatient.”

No secret there.

Whenever she was around Tait, she wanted him on her, near her, inside her.

His eyes changed; her body responded as it always did to the slightest move from him.

It was ridiculously beautiful really.

Then they dropped to her mouth and she licked her lips

“When I see you dying for my fuck but you’re too flustered to ask for it, do you know what that does to me, Poppy? My gut gets tight, my cock is so hard it’s hurting me. It’s all I can do not to take you against a wall, push you over the coffee table, down on the floor mounted behind you and just hammer into your tight unused body. It drives me crazy how bad I want you.”

Feelings flooded her. Unreal and true feelings.

All of them hummed in accordance to the heat of Tait’s stare and the feel of his forehead pressed to hers.

“I like looking at you, Tait.”

Yeah, she said that.

Poppy literally had zero dirty talk game.

But she could always give him the truth of how she felt about him.

He’d lost so many people from his life recently and she felt his sadness for it and wanted desperately to make him feel whole again by always letting him know he was wanted.

He smirked and she beamed back.

“You’re such a good man.”

A dirty man, and she loved that about him.

How he didn’t treat her with princess gloves.

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