Good Girls Don't (Donovan Brothers Brewery 1)

Tessa smiled wickedly up at him, but his expression didn’t budge. She nibbled her way down the gorgeous V of muscle that angled down from his hip. But she teased him, dragging her open mouth down to his thigh, kissing her way back up with sweet, slow deliberation.

Luke’s fingers stayed loose on her head, but his breathing quickened. His shaft grew even thicker.

Humming in anticipation, she nuzzled her mouth beneath the base of his cock, sucking gently at the tender flesh.

He hissed. His fingers wound into her hair. She sucked and licked him until he finally groaned and tugged her higher. As he urged her up, she let her open mouth drag along his shaft; she pressed her tongue to the sensitive skin, pushing her heat into him.

Finally, she closed her mouth around the flared head, but she wasn’t done with her teasing. Instead of taking him deep, she ran her tongue around the ridge, then sucked with just enough pressure that he’d be dying for more. Sure enough, only a few moments passed before he groaned her name.

But today, Tessa wasn’t interested in giving him what he wanted. She was selfish, and she’d only been prepping him for what she needed. She gave him one last slow kiss, then reached for the condom she’d set on a ledge by the door.

Luke looked dazed as she slowly rolled it down. Her heart thundered with wild anticipation as she pushed to her feet and turned her back to him. She braced herself against the wall and looked over her shoulder. “Fuck me.”

His muscles jumped as if she’d slapped him, and the vicious lust on his face looked like anger as he reached for her.

Her boldness paid off. She didn’t want him to make love to her tonight, not as if he cared. She needed to be taken, and Luke obliged.

He grabbed her hips with rough hands, and Tessa smiled. She’d never been one of those girls that men went wild for, but Luke was wild now. He growled low in his throat when she set one foot on the tiled ledge of the shower.

She felt his shaft slide along her, and then he pushed into her and Tessa sighed with happiness. “Oh, God, yes,” she moaned as he pulled out and pushed deeper.

She eased forward until her forehead rested on the tile and she watched her hand spread wide against the cool white surface.

“Jesus Christ, Tessa,” he muttered. He found a rhythm as she arched her back and tilted her hips. He slid against her, inside her, pushing everything else out, and Tessa closed her eyes and relished every thrust. The tile was so cool under her, and his cock so hot inside her, and the water flowed around them, warm and wet.

He squeezed her hips, holding her tight as he took her harder. Yes, she thought, this. He was so big. So strong. His shaft so thick that she gasped at the feeling of being stretched too tight. Before, he’d treated her like she was innocent, but not this time. Not now. Now he used her like she was made for this.

His hand moved up to cup her breast. He squeezed her, tightening his fingers around her nipple.

“Ah!” she cried out, turning her head to the side, pressing her cheek to the tile. “Yes. Yes.”

“Tessa, fuck… You’re so damn tight.”

The thrill of his words twisted through her, spiraling deep into her belly, winding around her sex. She felt the moment he lost control. His thrusts grew as ragged as his breath. His fingers tightened on her breast and her hip. Tessa smiled as he jerked against her, a rough groan echoing against the glass walls.

When his shudders passed, he stayed tight inside her, and the hand at her breast slid lower. When his fingers brushed her clit, she cried out sharply.

“Your turn, sweetheart,” he whispered, tracing circles against that tight bud of nerves.

She bit her lip, straining against him, her brow tightening as the pressure built. Despite that, for a moment, she thought it wouldn’t happen. She was trying too hard, desperate to lose herself. But her tangled worries couldn’t stand up to the skill of Luke’s hands. They were as miraculous as ever, and all of her tension coalesced into that one spot. Her fingers curled into tight fists.

Her body went tight as a bow and she cried out a broken scream as her sex pulsed around his cock. The orgasm crashed through her whole body, rocking her heartbeat into thunder. When it finally faded, Tessa slumped into the wall.

“Holy shit,” Luke whispered.

“Yeah,” she agreed. “Definitely.”

He pulled out of her and collapsed against the other wall. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” she whispered, because she wanted to be. This deal she’d struck with Kendall was scary. And falling for Luke was scary, but sometimes maybe it was okay to be afraid.

“I’M SORRY,” HE SAID. “I know this isn’t very romantic.”

Tessa shook her head and followed Luke as he walked along the fence line of the brewery. “It’s fine. The nice thing is that Jamie’s busy inside the bar, so our date won’t be interrupted.”

He tugged on another board. “Maybe we should stop in for a drink.”

“Oh, sure. That’d go over great.”