Page 61 of Kisses Sweeter than Wine

“More like someone has me primed and ready. Now put it on.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He ripped open the foil and rolled the protection over himself.

With a little more aggression than she’d planned, she shoved him to his back and straddled his hips. Adjusting their bodies, she leaned over, resting her hands on the mattress, her breasts not far from his face, and took him inside. It was as if she’d put on her favorite pair of jeans and they fit perfectly.

He gripped her thighs, taking her nipple once again into his mouth as he raised his hips, pumping into her, filling her with his own need. It was fast, hard, and wild. It was everything she needed and more.

“Oh, Merlot. Yes,” she cried out, her climax tumbling out of her body.

He cupped the back of her neck and kissed her mouth, shoving his tongue between her lips.

She swallowed his groan as his orgasm exploded like a bomb going off inside her.

His motions slowed and she collapsed onto his chest with a heavy sigh and the biggest smile that she didn’t think she’d be able to wipe off her face.

Ever.

“I really do love you, Talbot.” He tickled his fingers up and down her back.

Popping her head up so she could look him in the eye and do this right, she said, “I love you right back, Merlin the Merlie.”

He burst out laughing. “Only you could get away with calling me that.”

She covered his mouth. “Shhh, be quiet.”

“Me?” He shoved her hand away. “You were loud enough for both of us.”

Her cheeks heated.

He kissed her forehead. “I can still hear the television. I’m sure it’s fine.”

“Nothing worse than hearing your parents have sex,” she mumbled. “Except walking in on Weezer and Carter. That had to be the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me.”

“Why did you have to bring that up?” Merlot groaned. “Seeing my mom with her skirt hiked up in the kitchen while my dad scrambled to zip up his pants had to have been the worst day of my life.”

“I guess that’s what we get for skipping school.” She laughed. “Your parents are adorable. I love them.”

“The feeling is mutual.” Merlot sat up and glanced around. “Please tell me you have a trash can in this bedroom.”

“Nope. Down the hall and in the bathroom.”

“Shit. I didn’t want to have to deal with the evidence that way.” He pulled back the covers. “Fuck me.”

“I already did that.”

“Wasn’t using the words in that context.” Merlot sighed. “The condom broke.”

“That’s not good.” She bolted upright. “Corbin either happened because of that—”

“Or the two times we went without.” He raked a hand across the top of his head. “Well, I do want a fresh start and I did miss the baby thing the first time around.”

“Bite your tongue, Merlot River. I’m too old for that shit.”

“Chablis is forty. That’s two years older than you.”

“Not even the point.” She fell back and covered her eyes. “Not to bring up all the shit we’re trying not to think about, but if my father—”

“Hey.” Merlot pressed his finger over her lips. “I’m half joking. I know we have a lot of things to work out and we’re just getting to know each other again. Besides, there isn’t anything we can do about it now but wait.”

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