Dare to Take (Dare to Love 6)

He propped himself up on one arm and met her gaze. “So, didn’t suck, did it?” he asked, a sexy, self-satisfied grin on his face.

And despite all the fears running through her brain, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He’d done the impossible, breaking through the tension she’d no doubt have put between them.

“No, it definitely didn’t suck,” she agreed.

/> He reached out and twisted a strand of hair around his finger, tugging lightly on her scalp. Tingling awareness woke up her body all over again. Oh, he was addicting, she thought.

“I’m going to want to do that again. Soon.”

“Is that so?”

“Any objections?” he asked, his voice a deep rumble.

She shook her head at his easy acceptance of something she was still struggling with. No matter how much she told herself this was sex for the sake of sex, with Tyler, it was always something more. But he’d told her going in, this was about replacing memories. It wasn’t about a relationship … and she was okay with that. Because she needed the boost being with him gave her. And maybe when they parted ways this time, she would be more sexually secure and ready to move on.

He pulled at her hair, stinging her scalp. “You’re thinking again.”

“I am.”

“Well, don’t. Just be.” He yanked her in closer and closed his lips over hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth the way he’d slid his thick erection into her sex. Giving up the fight, she moaned and plastered her body against his, kissing him back for all she was worth.

He cupped the back of her head in his hand and tilted her head, giving himself deeper access to her mouth. She loved how he kissed, possessing her, owning her, staking a claim, leaving her with no doubts of how much he desired her, uninhibited in his passion.

She hooked a leg over his and pulled herself against him, rubbing her pussy against his cock, which had begun to harden all over again. She appreciated his stamina, as she rocked her hips in circles, bringing herself to a higher and higher peak.

He eased back and drew in a shallow breath, diving back in with long licks of his tongue along her jaw and neck. All the while, she arched herself against him as he met her need with rough, shaky thrusts of his hips, grinding himself against her. His erection rubbing against her clit, the friction so hot and good.

“I’m so close,” she said on a groan, sensation coming at her from all sides.

“That’s it, let go, sweet girl. Come all over me.”

And she did, her body reacting to his words, to the exquisite feelings they created together. She cried out his name, unable to hold back, her orgasm a mind-blowing, earth-shattering experience, only marred by the fact that her body was still aching for him to fill her.

As if reading her mind, he caught the tail end of her climax, shifting their positions and thrusting up inside her. He hit her G-spot immediately, and she screamed, digging her nails into his shoulders as he continued to take her higher, slamming into her harder and harder.

Her orgasm seemed to go on, meeting his as he climaxed, his warmth bursting inside her. She didn’t remember her orgasm ending, merely gasping for breath as Tyler slowly pulled out, leaving her empty.

But he didn’t leave.

He merely pulled her into his arms, hooked a leg around her, and fell fast asleep.

A little while later, the distinctive buzz of a cell phone pulled her from the best slumber she’d had in a while. Hot. She was so hot. She came awake, realizing she was covered by Tyler’s big, warm body, and as uncomfortable as she was, sticky and sweaty, a big grin worked its way onto her lips. Because she’d had sex with Tyler twice now.

And it really hadn’t sucked.

She nudged him with her hand.

“Hmm?” he asked, still not awake if she had to guess.

“Your phone was going off,” she said, poking him again.

“Sleeping,” he muttered.

So he was a big grumpy teddy bear when he didn’t want to wake up. Good to know, she thought, just as his phone went off again.

“Must be important,” she said, continuing her campaign of finger-jabbing him until he was awake.

He rolled onto his back with a loud groan. “Whoever it is, it’d better be a fucking emergency,” he muttered and dragged himself out of bed.