Page 40 of Finding Fate

“Bedroom?” she gasped as he sucked the sensitive spot behind her ear.

He growled, not bothering to set her down as he ran up the stairs. She clutched to his shoulders, kissing him fiercely as he rushed them to his room. Her fingers wound through his hair and his hips ground against her as soon as they found the bed. She moaned in response but surprised him by pressing against his chest.

“What?” he asked, leaning back.

“We don’t have time for that,” she growled, pushing him back against the bed. His hand scrambled for the nightstand as she yanked his jeans away, and he rushed to get the condom on. She crawled over him with a saucy look and sank down with a groan, not bothering to remove her dress.

His hands gripped her thighs, watching as she moved, her hips hypnotic with the rhythm of a dancer. She reached for his hands, and he held them, steadying her as bliss reached her expression.

Tucker loved it when she took charge, had never expected it of her before, but the more they did it, the wilder he discovered she could be.

He waited for her cries to finish and then pulled her dress from her body, his deft fingers making quick work of her bra as she tugged at his shirt. Free of their clothes, he flipped her, dragging her hips into his lap. It was his turn at control now.

Isabel gasped at the sensations of the new position, thrashing her head against his pillow as her release built. Her legs started to tremble, and the world around her shattered as she cried his name. Tucker smiled, still amazed at how receptive she was as he shifted them again, noting every touch and move that made her gasp and moan. He would never take for granted that she was his.

“I love you,” he told her when he finally collapsed beside her. She smiled, her body like putty as she caught her breath.

“I love you, too. What time will your family be home?”

He glanced at his clock. “Soon, probably.”

Disappointed that they couldn’t linger, Isabel reached for her clothes. “Wanna go to the beach?”

Tucker shook his head. “I’m meeting Jet and the guys down at Corey’s to water ski in a bit. Not that I don’t want to,” he explained when she frowned, “but Jet reminded me to leave time for you and Annie today.”

“She did mention pedicures earlier…”

“Yeah, she kind of let me have it when you left for camp, love. Apparently, I’ve been hogging all of your time,” he smirked playfully.

Pulling her dress over her head, she thought back over the summer so far, realizing she hadn’t made much time for her sister or really anyone but Tucker before she’d left. She leaned over to give her boyfriend a quick kiss. “I’ve gotta go, but the next day you have off, you’re mine.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he grinned as she darted out the door.

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