Page 54 of Taming Waves

Iwalk past him and through the door. He follows, drops my bag onto the floor, and shuts the door behind him.

He reaches for me, and his arm hooks around my waist and pulls me against his chest. Then, he walks me backward until I’m pinned against the kitchen island.

His mouth finds mine, and he kisses me hungrily as his hands slide down to cup my ass and hike me up onto the cool granite. I wore a pair of lounge pants and a long-sleeved shirt. He reaches between us and tugs the string cinched around my waist. He breaks the kiss as his thumbs hook into the waistband. I plant my hands on the island and arch my back, lifting my bottom so he can slide the pants and panties down my legs. He slips my feet free of my UGG slippers and kisses my ankle before standing back up.

His crystal-blue eyes rake over me, and warmth floods my already-overheated body, pooling in my belly.

I start trembling with need as I wrap my legs around his hips. He grabs the hem of my shirt, and I raise my arms so he can pull it over my head and toss it onto the floor with my pants. Heruns his knuckles over one of my bare breasts, and I clutch his shoulders, the tips of my fingers digging into his muscles.

He groans as his mouth runs down the column of my throat, sucking and nipping as he makes his descent.

The need that pulses through me is almost too much to take. It’s been so long since I’ve let a man touch me, and I have never wanted someone more than I want him at this moment.

Never.

I grip him tighter as his tongue explores my breasts. An exquisite tingle shoots straight to my core when he sucks a nipple between his teeth, and my hips buck off the island.

“Easy, baby,” he murmurs around the taut bud.

He bites down gently, and I hum my approval as his hand eases between my legs. He glides two fingers through my center, coating them in my wetness, and then brings them up to swirl around my clit as he continues to kiss and lick at my breast.

“Parker,” I gasp as he slides his fingers inside of me.

He stands to watch my face as I rock against his palm.

“That’s it, baby. Ride my hand,” he commands before claiming my mouth.

Our tongues tangle as his fingers pump in and out of me at a furious pace. I can feel the pleasure pulsing at the base of my spine.

I’m so close, and he knows it. He breaks the kiss and drops to his knees. My hands go from his shoulders to his hair as his mouth wraps around my clit.

“Fuck, you taste just like I remember,” he whispers against me. Then, his eyes come up to meet mine. “Nothing has ever come close to this sweet.”

“Shut up,” I growl as I yank his hair to bring his stupid mouth back to where I need it. The last thing I want to think about right now is his mouth sampling anyone else.

He gives me a few quick licks, then sucks the bundle of nerves between his teeth.

That’s all it takes. My legs begin to shake as the orgasm washes over me. Parker holds me steady as he continues to lap at my core until the last tremble runs through me.

“Oh my God,” I murmur as I loosen my grip on his hair, and he stands.

Before I have a chance to catch my breath, he’s lifting me and carrying me to the couch.

I fall back on the cushions, and he can’t even get his shirt over his head before I sit up in front of him and reach for the button on his jeans.

“Audi, baby,” he rasps as I slide his zipper down slowly.

He’s hard and ready as I reach in and release him from his boxer briefs.

I hold the base with one hand as I stroke him firmly with the other. Rubbing my thumb over his crown and through the drop of clear fluid. His cock twitches in my grip, and his breath catches as he watches me.

His eyes meet mine as I bite down on my bottom lip and drink him in.

The broad width of his chest and shoulders, chiseled ab muscles, lean hips, powerful thighs, and the look of pure ecstasy on his face as he watches me.

His hands thread into my hair, and he wraps the long strands around his fist as I lick his tip, lapping up the salty taste of him.

“Mmm,” I moan.

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