Page 67 of Words I Couldn't Say
That was when I learned how much I liked Tucker liking the taste of me.
I wanted to throw my hands in the air and thank the heavens when Tucker stepped back and made quick work of losing his jeans. He cupped himself in his boxers, his smoldering gaze never leaving mine. I licked my lips at the sight of his chiseled torso, and when he hooked his thumbs into his boxers and pushed them to the ground, I released an audible sigh, marveling at his gorgeous body and relieved he was finally going to give me what I wanted.
Or so I’d thought.
When he didn’t move towards me, I frowned. “Tucker?”
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Ava. I can’t believe you’re here. In my office. Naked, legs spread. Waiting for me to fuck you.”
Tucker had never been one for cursing, but doing it in a sexual manner was more of a turn-on than I’d ever imagined. Heat pooled between my legs, and he was right. I’d been waiting. I was done.
“Then fuck me already, Tucker. Come over here and fuck me or I’m going to think you don’t have it in you.”
His eyes darkened, which meant he’d accepted the challenge. He stalked towards me, not with the precision of a predator, but with the gait of a man who was ready to put his woman in her place.
And my place?
That was most definitely on his cock.
When he reached me, he lifted me, spun me around, and bent me over his desk. Just like that. My bare breasts were pressed against the hard word and Tucker’s length pushed against my ass. With one hand, he caressed the small of my back before he slowly slid it up the curve of my spine. At the same time, he positioned himself at my entrance and teased me with this tip of his cock. When his hand reached the nape of my neck, he wrapped his hand around a handful of my hair.
That was when he plunged into me and pulled my hair at the same time.
“Fuck!” I screamed, from both the ecstasy of his wild drive and the minute pain of his hair-pulling. He tensed behind me, and because this was out of character for him, I quickly put him at ease. “So good, Tucker. It feels so good.”
He tugged just a little harder then bent so we were chest-to-back while he held himself buried to the hilt. “You like that, baby?”
His warm breath tickled my skin, and shivers ran down my spine when he bit my earlobe before sucking and caressing it with his tongue.
I shook my head.
He tugged again.
Still, he wasn’t moving, so I wiggled my ass. I felt his grin against my neck. His hips reared back. Then he drove into me with a controlled movement that threatened to make me insane.
“Do you like that, baby?” he asked again, repeating the tugging motion.
I barely had to turn my neck for my eyes to lock with his. “No, Tucker. I love it,” I said, slamming my ass back onto his retreating cock so he was filling me up again just as he was trying to withdraw.
His answering growl vibrated with pleasure like the sweetest purr against my skin. I hoped that I was about to see more of the beast he’d claimed I’d unleashed.
He pushed my hands over my head so I was reaching across the desk.” “Hold on, baby. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, and I don’t want you to make a sound until you’re coming.” His order was erotic, and there was no way I couldn’t comply.
Tucker hadn’t been lying. He rose and took hold of my hips, using them to increase his pace until he was frantically fucking me with reckless abandon, I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming. Each thrust sent me that much closer to ecstasy. Each withdraw had me wanting to whimper.
For five years, I’d felt so empty without having Tucker. Now? Five seconds was way too long.
That was when I knew I’d never be able to walk away from him ever again. And, if he tried walking away from me, well, I’d just stay naked in his construction trailer for the rest of my life.
A twinge of pain at the base of my neck had me crying out in surprise. Tucker’s tongue caressed my skin where he’d just bitten.
“Did you just drift off while I was fucking you, Ava?”
I realized then he’d stop thrusting altogether.
“Am I not keeping you entertained?”
I frowned as he deliberately slid out of me. Orders be damned, I turned, leaned forward, and took hold of him in my hand. I loved that it felt so thick, so full in my palm.
