Page 49 of Piece Of Me

Scarlett was completely naked, her legs open, inviting, her pussy glistening with need. Her hands were on her breasts, and she gazed up at him with a look that made his mouth go dry.

His cock was rigid, ready to go, and he grabbed a condom from the table by his bed, clamping his teeth tightly as he unrolled the damn thing. He was all thumbs.

“You’re beautiful,” she whispered as he positioned himself between her legs. For one moment he stared down into a face that he knew would stay with him for the rest of his life. Even though his body screamed for release, he sank into her slowly, savoring the sensation for as long as he could. He dipped his head and took one nipple into his mouth, suckling hard and smiling at her gasp.

“That feels so good,” she muttered, hands now in his hair. “Oh God.”

“God, has nothing to do with this, Peaches.” He nipped at the hard nipple, and when she moaned, he was gone. “I’m going to apologize now because I’m not gonna last long.” He began to pump, his thrusts deep as the momentum increased. “But I promise the next time I’m inside you, I’ll take my time.”

Her legs wrapped around his waist and she clung to him, whispering feverish things he couldn’t hear or understand. All he knew was that in this moment, right here with this woman, he’d never felt so connected before. Sex had never felt this good. Taz held out as long as he could, his body strained, his veins like spider legs down his neck and chest.

When he came, he roared his release, that animal part of him taking over as he hunched over Scarlett and bit into her shoulder. She was tight, so tight and wet, and shuddered against him, her body slick with sweat.

For a moment he held himself still, trying to catch his breath, trying to understand what had just happened. He’d always enjoyed sex. Hell, what man didn’t? But what had just transpired between him and Scarlett was something else entirely.

“That was…” she gasped; her fingers still dug into his shoulders as he slowly pulled out of her.

“Yeah,” he replied, pulling her close, and nipping at her ear. “Do you think round two can top it?”

“I don’t know.” There was a smile in her voice. “I suppose we need to rest up and see.”

Taz kissed her and slid off the bed. He headed to the bathroom to take care of the used condom, then padded down to the kitchen where he dug through the fridge for the plate he’d prepared earlier. His mood was light, his body already hardening at the thought of having Scarlett again, when he walked into his bedroom.

She was on her stomach, that sweet ass rounded to perfection, on display and begging for his touch. He set down the plate and climbed into bed beside her, kissing each butt cheek before making his way up her spine until his nose was buried in the mess of hair at her nape.

“Turn over,” he ordered, smiling when she did without question.

“Close your eyes.” Again, she complied right away.

“Now open your mouth.” A smile touched the corners of her lips. “I have a pretty good idea what you’re going to put in there.”

He leaned close and swiped a kissed over her mouth. “I think you might be getting ahead of yourself.” He grabbed a chocolate covered strawberry and placed it between her lips. “Now take a bite.”

“Taz,” she said slowly, as she began to chew. “You’re full of surprises.” She sat up, and grabbed another, offering it to him before she scooped one more for herself. “Did you make these?”

“I did.”

Surprise, she paused. “Is there anything you can’t do?”

“I’m sure there are a few things.” Her eyes darkened at his tone. “But in spite of what just happened, I want you to know that I can last longer than five minutes.”

“Is that so,” she said coyly, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. “You’re going to have to prove it to me.” She grinned. “Maybe more than once.”

“Challenge accepted,” he growled, eyes on her breasts. “We’ve got all night.”

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Dusk was coming on by the time Taz pulled Scarlett into his arms and they settled beneath the covers. He’d had her four times. Each one better than the last. She was an eager lover. Unabashed and willing. More than happy to give, and generous. He’d never been with anyone like her. Never reacted to a woman’s touch the way he did with her.

He nuzzled her neck and damned if his cock didn’t twitch.

“Have you brought anyone here before?” she asked slowly. Her head rested in the crook of his arm, her hair splayed out across his chest.

“No.”

“Oh.”

“You sound surprised.”

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