Page 127 of No Going Back

“Anything.”

“Don't shut me out and don't lie to me.”

He frowned. “I’m pretty sure that’s two things.”

She shoved at his chest. “Smartass. I mean it. I won’t be happy if you keep things from me.”

“I promise. And I don’t want to make you mad, my cheek is still stinging.” He smiled, giving her a view of those cute dimples.

“I’m not apologizing. You deserved it.”

“I did. But damn, you slap good.”

“Awe, do you need me to kiss it better?”

His eyes went from smiling to heat-filled in a second and her heart skipped a beat.

“Yes. I think that would be a very good idea.” His voice was low, soft, his lips almost on hers. She turned her head and lightly kissed the cheek she had slapped. The moment her lips touched his skin, her whole body came alive with want.

“How painful is it really?” he asked.

Mira frowned. “I’m a little tender, the stitches... But it’s getting better every day.”

“How tender?” A small smile played on his lips.

“Why?” She smiled seductively, understanding his meaning.

“Because I want to make love to you, babe.”

Before she could respond, Tyler covered her mouth with his. There was nothing tender about the kiss. It was fierce, hungry, hot and sexy as hell. Mira moaned into his mouth, dug her nails into his shoulders, wrapped her legs around him, and drew him as close as possible.

He made light work of the loaned pajamas and had her naked underneath him in seconds.

“As much as I want to take this slow, I need you, Mira. Right now.”

“Then take me.” She clawed at his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. He climbed off the bed and shed his jeans and boxers. His cock lay hard and ready against his stomach. Finding her mouth again, he settled between her legs and his right hand squeezed her breast. Mira arched into him, ignoring the twinges. Lacing her fingers in his hair, she pushed him harder against her breast as he licked and sucked.

“Oh, God!” She gasped as pleasure soared through her.

Tyler stopped, lifting his head. “Do you think these walls are soundproof? It just occurred to me I’m having sex in my team leader’s house.”

Mira giggled.

“What? Fuck, they’re downstairs, Mira.”

“Tyler. We’re all grownups and, to be honest, do you not think they’re probably doing exactly the same thing?”

“Ah shit, now there’s a mental image I didn’t need.”

Mira laughed. “Then get busy with a different mental image.” She pulled his mouth down to hers and kissed him hard. His fingers traced down her stomach to the small triangle of hair, gently teasing. Her insides clenched and throbbed. Mira couldn’t take it.

“Tyler, I need you in me. Now.”

He slid two fingers inside and she bit her lip to stop from screaming. Pushing against him, she rode his fingers as he eased them in and out. When his thumb touched her clit, she lost it. She gripped the bed sheets and closed her eyes as wave after wave of sheer ecstasy pulsed through her.

When her body came back down to earth, Mira opened her eyes to see Tyler smiling at her. Reaching down, she brought his fingers to her mouth, sucking her own juices off them. Tyler’s eyes grew dark, and his nostrils flared as he intently watched her.

Not putting any weight on her, he braced himself and positioned his cock against her wetness. Her sex still throbbed, eager to have him inside, another orgasm already building. Without warning, he thrust into her and they both moaned. She lifted her hips and met each thrust, urging him deeper inside, loving the feel of him filling her, taking her, claiming her. Looking into his eyes, she was overwhelmed by the love there.

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