Page 38 of His Southern Temptation

“Get them wet,” he groaned.

Lucky pressed fingers against her lips, encouraging her to suck them into her hot mouth, rolling them with her tongue until they were slick. Easing them out, he wasted no time using them to moisten a straining nipple, stroking it until a cry of desperation erupted from Taylor’s throat.

“Stop, I’m going to come.” She reached up, grabbing him by the wrist to cease his movement.

For several moments they stood still, two bodies strung so tight by passion they might just break from the strain. Taylor finally broke the silence.

“So, this uniform is a fantasy of yours?” she asked, her voice a rough, sexy purr.

“No. My cock inside you while you wore this uniform is a fantasy of mine.” He pressed kisses along the soft curve of her neck, inhaling the uniquely Taylor mix of sunshine and coconut. He eyed the bed in front of them, the bed from her youth, four-postered and canopied in an awful light-purple concoction of ruffles. “In my fantasy, your legs were wrapped around me on the front seat of my truck.”

Taylor moaned, the vibrations echoing along his skin. “Mine were all here. You sneaking into my room, taking me here.”

“You thought of me? That’s so hot.” Lucky licked along her skin, sucking just below her ear, not caring if he marked her or not. The idea of Taylor wanting him in this bed made his hands tremble as he reached under the skirt to ease her panties down her legs. “Baby, I need to be inside you now.”

“What’s stopping you?

Nothing. Nothing but the condom he fished out of a pocket and smoothed over his erection. In the span of few breaths he was in heaven. Hot, wet, tight—her body clasped him, the pulses of her muscles in time with the heartbeat drumming in her chest. Taylor, unsteady and moaning, reached out to grab one of the bedposts, gaining enough leverage to push back against him and shatter what little control he had left. Taylor freed a hand to bring one of his to where she needed him the most. Their fingers, intertwined, caressed her clit, making her shake against him in pleasure.

“Don’t come.” He bit down on the soft spot between her shoulder and neck, knowing it made her hotter. And that was where he wanted her—desperate, aching—thinking twice about walking away from this.

“Oh my God, Lucky. Don’t tease.”

“I always take care of you, baby. Trust me.”

He eased out of her slick heat, his inward groan eclipsed only by her keen of protest. Shifting her around to place her on her back, Lucky knelt between her legs, licking the muscular curve of her calf, the sensitive silk of her inner thigh, until he reached the place where she was hot and wet for him. Taylor’s body, tense one moment, eased and melted beneath the kiss of his mouth against her sex. She was sweet, and he was helpless to stop from tonguing her, suckling her until she fractured under him, her passion his and only his.

Lucky rose on rubbery legs, climbing onto the bed to lean over her as his cock slid in to the hilt. Taylor was writhing beneath him, her eyes closed and plump bottom lip pulled between her teeth as she rode the aftershocks of her climax. He loved keeping her here, on the edge for as long as he could—they would go for hours driving each other crazy. But tonight, he needed to move, needed to sate his thirst for her and to show her what she did to him.

“Na’u ’oe.” Mine. She chanted out the Hawaiian word on ragged breaths. She only said it in the heat of their passion. He’d never told her that he’d researched what it meant. It was enough that he knew.

Damn, they were complicated. Never talking about how deep the desire ran between them. Existing only in the fringes of their lives. But this was real. The two of them giving everything they had for a finite moment that only belonged to the two of them. He was afraid to think about how much he wanted it to be something more.

Taylor stretched out beneath him as he thrust into her with a passion bordering on frenzy. Lucky reached down, hitching her leg up to allow him a better angle to hit the sweet spot that would make her come apart all over him.

“Lucky, please.”

He leaned over, capturing her mouth in a soft kiss and a gentle tease. “Please what, baby?”

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