Brazen (B-Squad 1)

“Really.” He encircled her other wrist and raised her arms high over her head as he spun her around so her back was to the wall.

The move yanked up her sheer nightie so the ruffled hem stopped directly above her glistening pussy. The bare lips beckoned him with their heady scent to take a long, leisurely lap of her juices. Then another and another until his mouth was soaked with her desire and she was crying out in ecstasy above him.

“Already so wet for me.” He shoved his foot between hers and knocked her stance wide. “I could look at that pretty pussy of yours for hours, taste it, suck on your clit, and make you come again and again until you were begging for a break.”

“Big talk.”

“You know it’s not just talk with me, Kitten.” He adjusted his grip so he was holding both of her wrists in one hand. Then, he glided the backs of his fingers down the soft underside of her extended right arm. “Do I need to remind you about that night in Houston? Or the time in New York?”

She bit down on her full bottom lip and undulated her hips.

“I see not.” He traced a circle around the hard peak of her nipple straining against her nightie’s sheer material before dipping his head down and taking it in his mouth.

Bianca moaned and writhed under his touch as he sucked her nipple, pulling the sensitive nub to its limit then releasing it. Turning his attention to her other nipple, he repeated the circle-suck-pull routine as he slipped his free hand between her wet folds. God, her softness was so hot to his touch. He released her nipple with a soft pop.

“Unfortunately, we don’t have time for that, do we?”

“No,” she said, her breath a regretful, breathy whisper.

His hard cock, extending from the opening in his boxers, had no problem with the compressed timeline. Pre-cum made the swollen head slick. His balls were already tight against him. Genie’s Wish or not, this was how it always was between them. Beauty, brains and a brazen attitude, she was everything he’d never realized he was looking for until he’d found her. There was no way in hell, even after all the shit that had gone down in the past twenty-four hours, he was letting her go.

“You want to know if this is real with us?” He stepped between her splayed legs, released her arms, tugged her thong to the side and cupped her ass in his hands before lifting her up.

She locked her legs around him and arched her back so only her shoulder blades were pressed against the wall. The move drew him in close so the sensitive underside of his cock rubbed against her exposed sweet pussy. The pleasure just from that skin-to-skin contact was so intense, his vision went black for a moment. The urge to plunge inside her warm depths racked his body, but he held off—just barely.

“After six months you still don’t know?” he asked, using his hold on her ass to rock her tender flesh against him. “Are you that scared?”

She buried her face in his neck. “Yes.”

The sound was so plaintive, so unlike the Bianca he knew, that it froze him. He stopped moving his hips and he wrapped his arms around her, bringing her in close to him so there wasn’t an inch of skin he wasn’t touching in an effort to comfort her.

He turned his head to try to get a look at her face. “Why?”

She leaned back a little and looked up at him with watery eyes. “I don’t know that I could come back from losing you.”

That gutted him. Tamara. The marriage. Not telling her about his past. Before, he’d thought none of it mattered, but it had. By not sharing, he’d left her wondering, thinking that this thing between them was just that—a thing. It wasn’t. It was forever.

“You are a total badass, you could survive anything—but you don’t have to. I’m not going anywhere.”

She blinked away the wetness and grinned up at him. “Me either.”

“Glad that’s finally settled because you’re stuck with me.” He dropped one hand back to her ass and rocked against her slippery core once. “Today.” Twice. “Tomorrow.” Three times. “Forever.” And then slid deep inside her. “Never forget that.”

Taz pressed his face into the curve where her shoulder met her neck and used his free hand to hold hers. His teeth nipped at the tender skin and he slid into her wet pussy in one deep thrust after another. Pleasure ricocheted through his body. Her back arched like a bow, pressing her to him. Their fingers intertwined, staying bound together even as their bodies separated and joined at an ever-quickening pace.

His thighs burned. His balls ached. Sweat slid down his spine as he tilted his hips and changed the angle so he could slide deeper.

Bianca clenched around his cock, pulling at him, drawing him in and not wanting to let him go. Her legs trembled and she tossed her head back as her orgasm overcame her.

His climax started like an electric ball of energy in his lower back, enlarging in waves until his entire body buzzed.

“I love you, Bianca,” he groaned before withdrawing and entered one last time, burying himself to the hilt just as the charged sphere snapped. His orgasm hit like a bolt of lightning and he spilled into her, filling her, loving her.

“I love you too, Taz,” she whispered into his ear.

Still trying to catch his breath, he turned and lowered himself to the floor, taking Bianca with him. They’d barely made it down before the cell phone vibrated, alerting them to an incoming text. Lexie must have figured a way to spring them.

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