“I can make this last all night, Tiger. Would you like that?” I asked, leaning close to her ear and whispering low. “I can fuck you till dawn, leave you on the threshold of orgasm, stretch it all out until you beg for more.”
“I don’t need to beg.” She rolled her hips again, and I’d never had a tighter fit with a partner, never felt so fully enveloped and caressed by a woman’s inner muscles. “I can make you come all on my own.”
“So confident for the new kid on the block. I love it,” I said before I kissed her mouth.
As my hips rolled against hers, my cock plunged deep inside of her again, just as my tongue plumbed the hidden depths of her mouth, dancing for dominance with her own tongue, tasting the faint hint of chicken and spinach still in her mouth. I was feasting on her, and I fucking loved it.
Then that little tiger dug her fingernails into my back, and I couldn’t resist any longer, couldn’t hold back. I fisted the silk sheets between my fists and pumped into her, my hips rising fast and furious like a piston. In turn, she arched her back and raised her hips to meet my intense motions. She and I rocked together, bodies crashing into each other, even as pleasure crested over me like a wave. It hit me soon after trying so long to hold out for her. My balls tightened, and I grunted as my cum shot out, filling her in the way that only I could. Her pussy spasmed around me, tightening and massaging my dick with such intensity that I thought I might blackout.
Oh yes, my tiger was quite the natural.
When I was spent, I slipped out of her and slid onto my side of the bed. Opening up my arms, I held them out wide so that she would crawl into them. Selena complied. I kissed her temple and then stroked her back, noting the drops of sweat on her skin. She was gasping for breath; her heart hammering as hard as mine.
That was what happened between us when we were together, this combustion. Like two flammable liquids crashing into each other and then being subjected to an open flame.
“You’ll stay the whole weekend?”
She sighed. “I have a story I’m working on for my boss.”
“I think I can get you an extension,” I joked.
She glared at me, the playfulness drained from her expression. “Don’t even hint at that.”
“What? I was serious. I can say something if you need more time.”
“I can go back to my place tomorrow, grab my laptop and spend the rest of the weekend with you. I am not going to start taking favors now. I can’t let anyone think that I got my start by sleeping with my boss. We both know that’s not how this happened, but no one else knows that. If people figured it out, I’d be ruined, and I don’t want that to happen to me.”
“But once you get it done tomorrow, you’ll be mine?”
She chuckled. “You’re like a tornado, you know?”
“I don’t follow.”
“You’re someone I can’t help but be swept up in. I bet so many felt like that, even Mrs. Stewart.”
I blanched. “I don’t want to bring her up here.”
She chuckled. “Me neither, believe me. I’m just saying it’s impossible not to be caught up in you. That’s what’s nuts about everything. It’s impossible to resist you; impossible not to want to do everything you ask. I just hope… I dunno. It f
eels like we might regret this someday.”
I picked up the thin thread of the gold chain and then palmed the key for a moment, letting the now-warm metal rest against my skin. “Trust me, Tiger. I will never regret this, not if I lived a million years, and you shouldn’t either.”
She swallowed and looked up at me with wide, earnest eyes. “I’ll try.”
Chapter Ten
Selena
I was vomiting again. It was only a few hours before I had to be out at Mrs. Stewart’s estate and go with Tammy to the huge party set up to celebrate her twenty-first birthday. For the last week, I’d been feeling pretty sick. Considering I hadn’t had my period in a while either, well, I was beginning to entertain the idea that something else was going on, something far more permanent and earth-shattering than the flu. I mean, I had been taking my birth control religiously, and it was supposed to be close to ninety-seven percent effective. Leave it to me to be that rare case where it didn’t work.
Then yesterday I’d had cramps and vomiting so bad before work that I’d started Googling like crazy. It was then I came across something that made my blood turn to ice in my veins. I did take an anticonvulsant for my migraines; headaches that really hadn’t bothered me in months due to my Tegretol. Great. Except not so great because those types of drugs could completely make birth control null and void.
God, Brandon and I don’t ever use condoms.
And we’d had sex. A lot of sex.
I’d slipped into the bathroom first, under the pretense of wanting to shower quickly so that Tammy could spend the bulk of the time getting ready herself. I’d dragged my hidden package in, shoved under my mound of a beach towel. Sitting down on the toilet, I slid the pregnancy test kit from the terry cloth. It felt heavy in my hands.