Page 124 of Wild Side
“Rhys!” Her back arches up off the table, and her legs wrap around my shoulders as she shatters.
It’s satisfying as hell. I let her ride the wave, slowing only as she softens around me. Her gasps turn to panting as she slings a palm over her chest, and I pull away to admire her.
The flush on her chest. The wetness leaking between her legs.
My handiwork.
Ready to go again and needing more of her, I run myself over her slick cunt. “You still need me to fill you up, baby?”
She peeks at me from beneath heavy, sated eyelids. Defiance and eager lust sparks in her irises. “I don’t know. I’m probably good?—”
I grip her hip and shove myself into her with one long stroke. Her head falls back, exposing her elegant neck, and a smile curves across her lips as I give her what we both know she wanted.
“You’re probably good at what, Tabby? Taking it like a champ? Spreading your legs for me?”
“Yes. Yes. I love being good at that for you.”
Pumping into her, I lick my lips, thriving on the littleahhsthat spill from her lips. I hike her left leg over my shoulder while the other stays hooked over my elbow, and draw her closer to the edge of the table. As I slam into her, I go even deeper than before.
I can’t help but look down, breaths coming in harsh spurts as I watch her pussy stretch around my girth. Leaking on me and making a mess of us both.
“Play with your cunt, Tabby. I want to watch you come on my dick like this.”
Her hand flies to her clit, the other going flat on the top of the table, fingers spread wide in a desperate attempt at getting some purchase. It doesn’t matter. I fuck her so hard that the table makes a screeching sound every time I hit her with a forward thrust.
Her fingers rub rapidly over her swollen clit, and her breathless murmurs turn to breathless chants of “yes” and “just like that.” Her sounds of satisfaction drive me wilder and push me toward release for the second time.
“Tabby, Tabby,” I breathe. “Come for me, baby. Let me see it.”
Moments later, she does, gaze on mine as I slam into her, mouth popped open on a silent scream as her body arches off the table, legs shaking against me.
Watching her ecstasy is all it takes for me. Everything goes tight, and I topple off the same cliff as her. Coming hard. Filling her like I promised I would and whispering her name like a prayer.
When the sensation fades, I release her legs and rip my mask off. As she lies sated on the table, I drape myself over her damp body, dropping my face to the crook of her neck and breathing her in. One kiss to the top of her shoulder has her nails trailing up my spine as we lie together.
“Hey, Tabitha?” Her hands don’t stop moving when I talk.
“Yeah?”
“I might be in love with you.”
I can hear the smile in her voice when she responds. “Oh wow. Youmightbe? How special. Let me know when you decide.”
That smart fucking mouth. I smile against her skin, letting a warm wash of adoration blanket me. “No, notmight be. I am. I have been for a while now.”
Tabitha sighs contentedly. “That’s good. Because I’ve been in love with you for a while now too.”
She loves me.
It feels like a piece of my puzzle finally slips into place, the satisfaction of completion making me feel more whole than I could have imagined.
CHAPTER 42
TABITHA
We turn Pure Pandemonium into a girls’trip, despite the bitching and moaning from West and my dad—both of whom, basically overnight, have transformed into Wild Side fans. But work and a highly active grandson kept them both home, though I’m certain they plan to watch together.
So it’s me, Skylar, Gwen, Rosie, and even Cora, who make a trip to Los Angeles for the event. We arrive the night before to give ourselves enough time for dinner. Rhys is busy with prep, but it doesn’t stop him from showing up late and spending the night with me at my hotel. He’s so tired that all he does is crawl into bed and hold me. For once, he falls asleep before I do, and I take my turn watching him sleep while I savor the feel of his arms wrapped around me.
