Page 28 of Happy Endings

“Kiss me again,” she demanded. Trixie needed to get him out of her system. If they had sex one last time, that would be the closure she needed. She’d set the terms this time, not him.

“Just remember who started it.”

Impatient, she drew his head down. Once their lips reunited, she bit him.

“Ouch.”

She heard no pain in his voice, so she bit him again. Not hard. Playful, but hungry for more. A deep growl escaped him as heclaimed her mouth, opening her lips for a deep, searing kiss.

This had been their game. Fighting for control. Giving in and immediately seizing it back. Hell, that had been their relationship toward the end.

In and out of bed.

She missed it. Missed him. The way his support gave her the strength to follow her dreams. To trust that she knew what was best for herself.

Trixie shivered as his hands slid down her back. Gasped as he cupped her ass and pulled her even closer. His hardness pressed against her stomach. Somewhere, faraway, she heard herself moan.

“I need you,” she groaned against his lips. “Inside me.”

“Are you sure?” Andre pulled back and looked into her eyes. He was so damned beautiful.

“Yes,” she said, her voice hoarse with arousal. She ran her hands over his hair—soft, tiny curls he kept short—and kissed him. “Touch me. All of me.”

“Fuck, Trixie,” he moaned as his hips rubbed his cock against her.

The heat of his erection stoked a different heat deep within her body. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him closer. So close, but not what she needed.

“I have condoms in my bag,” she uttered in between gasps. He’d returned to her neck. Kissing and biting his way to her nape.

“There’re some behind the bar.” He shifted his upper body and palmed her breast. “You left some behind after the last pop-up. I stuck them there until your next pop-up.”

“Oh, the party favors, mm-hmmm.” Concentrating on his words became more difficult.

Her body stiffened as he ran his thumb over her left nipple. Each flick sent shocks down to her core. The soft pad brushed heragain. And again. Three times and her nipple hardened, straining against her bra.

“Yes,” he whispered into her ear. “I love how eager your body is. So fucking hot.”

“Andre—” Unable to express her needs through words, she pulled open the front of her wrap dress, revealing a black plunge bra. She pulled down the left side of her bra to reveal a darkened, very hard nipple.

“Impatient, aren’t we?” He chuckled.

She grumbled but pulled down her bra to reveal her other breast. Andre stepped back to admire the view. Trixie caressed the outer curves of her breasts. Her fingers traced a large circle. Goose bumps exploded on her sensitive skin.

“I can always take care of myself.” She grinned. “In fact, I got up close and personal with my Jack of All Trades yesterday.”

“Fuck, Trixie,” he growled. “Don’t tell me things like that unless you want me to sink my cock inside of you and make you scream with pleasure.”

He loved watching her pleasure herself. But he could never stay hands-off for long. Andre’s pupils were so big, his eyes looked black. He shifted his legs, trying to ease the bulge in his pants.

Eyes still on his, she pinched her nipple and inhaled sharply at the pleasure-pain-pleasure. Her breathing deepened as her other hand reached up to the other breast. She swirled the pads of her fingers around the outside of her breasts, making the circles smaller and smaller until she reached the most sensitive part.

Before she could tug on her left nipple, he leaned in to her chest. Finally. She closed her eyes and arched her back, so her breasts could meet his mouth, but she met only air. She whimpered.

That was the signal he’d been waiting for. His hot mouthcrashed onto her breast. A tongue circled her nipple, making it bead even tighter. She held his head against her body. Waves of pleasure pulsed with each orbit around her nipple.

She wanted nothing more than to rip his clothes off and touch him, but he shifted attention to her other breast. Heat surrounded her nipple as he wrapped his lips around it. He alternated sucking and licking until her body shook.

“Andre—now!” Her hips pushed her mound against his hardness. She needed more.

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