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Chapter Twelve

When Rush woke, he had a handful of Tatum’s breast. I could get used to this. Giving it a quick squeeze, he tweaked the nipple before dropping his mouth to it. He curled his tongue around the tip until she moaned. “Wake up, beautiful, I need you.”

He rubbed his aching cock along her hip, seeking a bit of relief. Rush wanted nothing more than to roll her over, throw her knee over his shoulder, and wake Tatum by driving his cock deep inside her.

Once they’d been together awhile, he would be sure to do just that, but not this time. He wanted to look into her eyes the first time he sank into her body. He’d already committed her ecstasy face from an up angle to memory. He wanted to add the face-to-face view to it.

Tatum moaned again when he shifted his attentions to her other breast. “Wakey, wakey.”

“Ummmmm. Best alarm clock ever.” Tatum mumbled in a sexy, sleepy tone. Rush pushed the cover the rest of the way off her body and groaned at the sight.

“You mean alarm cock.” Rush thrust against her to punctuate his joke. She laughed sleepily.

“You’re absolutely breathtaking.” He leaned over and kissed the sleep-warmed skin next to her navel, trailing kisses outward. When he glanced up, Tatum’s eyes were still closed. That wouldn’t do, so he nipped the sensitive area across her hipbone.

“Ouch.” She protested. He knew he hadn’t hurt her, but he sucked the offended skin into his mouth, soothing it with his tongue anyway.

“Better?”

“Umhm.” She nodded, but his focus was on her hands kneading her breasts.

“Fuck. There you go again with the limitless beauty thing.” He trailed one hand down her hip, past the wet spot he’d just sucked into his mouth. Gliding over the pebbled skin he’d created, he touched her where earlier he’d buried his tongue.

“You’re so wet.” He thrust a finger into her heat without preamble. They both groaned at his intrusion. “Is it all for me, Babes? Are you wet for me?” He hadn’t meant to speak aloud, but now that he had, he needed her yes more than he needed to breathe.

“Yes. For you, Rush.” The sound of his name falling from her lips caused a shudder to course down the length of his body. Waiting wasn’t an option.

“Thank God you’re ready for me.” He took himself in hand and rubbed the head of his cock through her wetness and against her clit. “Because I can’t wait any longer.”

Tatum liked what he was doing so he repeated the action. “Open your eyes. I want to see your pleasure and I want you to have no doubt who’s giving it to you.”

Her eyes sprang open. The glaze of passion made them more gold than green. Rush hadn’t even entered her body yet, but he was already thinking he’d like to see them this way again and again and again. He kissed her deeply then pulled back and melded their foreheads. “Tell me—” Was all he got out before she spoke the words he needed to hear.

“I want you, Rush.” She already knew him better than anyone. She reached between them, lined up his cock, and lifted her hips. “I. Want. You.”

With those three words and her actions, he well and truly lost his heart to a woman he’d known less than two weeks. She stared into his eyes, continuing to thrust up, and Rush met her every step of the way. Their lips melted together. He’d had plenty of sex in the past, but this felt different. Hell, it’d felt different with her long before they got naked or even kissed. Connection. It was the connection. He’d never connected with someone during sex. It’d always been just that, sex.

Tatum’s soft whimpers settled into his heart, puffing out his chest. Knowing he was giving her pleasure was euphoric.

“Oh, Rush, I’m so close. Don’t stop.”

“Seal Team 6 couldn’t stop me, Babes.” Rush pulled one of her knees over his shoulder, changing the angle and depth. Her whimpers turned to one long moan. Rush wasn’t going to last long with how responsive her body was. He dropped a hand to her clit and circled at a speed he found she liked in the bathroom, picking up the pace with his body.

When she started chanting his name, Rush prayed he could last long enough for her to finish or he was going to be embarrassed. Her fingers dug into his back as hers arched off the bed. Thank God her orgasm hit, because he was halfway through his with no hope of going a second longer than it took to draw hers out.

Rush rolled to the side when he slipped from her wet body and reality struck.

“That was incredible.” Her words burrowed into his heart and he pulled her closer. Heat and sweat be damned.

“You made it incredible.” Rush said as he kissed the top of her head. It wasn’t a line, she really did. The physical mechanics were the same, but the emotional ones were because of who he was with. With reluctance, he allowed her to roll away and put some distance between them. She sprawled on her back like a sacrifice, and he bit his lip to keep from groaning. Rush was not a clingy lovesick person, never had been, so he really needed to get a hold of his feelings. Not that he wanted to suppress them, just temper ‘em a little until she felt the same.

He was like a teenager losing his virginity. He was practically planning their future, and that’s when another dose of reality hit him.

“Shit, we didn’t use a condom. I’m clean, but birth control?”

Tatum slapped her hands to her face and groaned. Rush dislodged them and swiped the hair clinging to her face aside. “Not a problem, Babes. We can hit the pharmacy as soon as it opens?” Tatum nodded.

She brought a hand to his cheek in a sweet gesture. “Thank you.”

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