He tapped her nose and grinned. “I just know what you need.”
“What’s that?”
He pulled her close. “You need me.” He kissed her mouth. “Inside you.” He licked his tongue over her lips. “Now.”
She wasn’t about to argue with something that could make her feel good when she needed it.
His hands trailed down her sides and her nipples puckered at the sensual way his fingertips glided over her skin.
“I want you naked.” He lifted her nightshirt up and over her head, baring her top half.
She immediately wriggled out of her panties and kicked them to the side. “Condom?” she asked.
He reached over for his jeans on the floor, pulling one out of his pocket.
She eyed him with a knowing grin.
In an instant, he’d shucked the boxer briefs he’d slept in and rose over her. She parted her legs and he slid into the space she made for him, his hard erection nudging against her sex. She moaned at the feel of him parting her and thrusting inside. He filled her, thick and pulsing, until thoughts of anything but him disappeared.
Spearing her hands into his hair, she held on as he pumped his hips back and forth, gliding into her, groaning as he bottomed out inside. “Damn. It’s like you were made for me.”
Her lips parted and he took advantage, sealing his mouth over hers. He kissed her hard and fucked her harder, his tongue perfectly mimicking the thrust of his hips and the way he consumed her. He pumped in and out and she closed her eyes, savoring the determined way he took her.
So she was surprised when he slid out of her, leaving her empty. “What…?”
He met her gaze, eyes gleaming with desire as he moved off her. “Hands and knees,” he instructed in a sexy growl.
She didn’t hesitate to do as he said, shifting onto her stomach and raising herself up, ass in the air. He came over her in an instant, his thick cock once again aligned at her entrance. He gripped her hip with one hand, and as he entered her, a low, sexy noise rumbled in his throat.
He felt bigger this way, thicker inside her, and her inner walls began to ripple around him, pulses of desire that felt incredible. “Tanner,” she moaned.
He gathered her hair in his hand and pulled it to the side. “Say my name again and I might come from the sound alone,” he said, his breath warm in her ear, the heat of his body at her back.
“Tanner,” she repeated, unable to resist teasing him.
He tightened his grip and began to take her with a hard thrusting of his hips, his thighs slapping against hers.
“Oh, God. That feels so good.”
“I can make it better.” He reached around her waist and slid a finger over her clit, causing waves of pleasure to build again. His hard cock pummeled her from the inside and his finger brought her higher on the outside. She pushed back, meeting him thrust for thrust, her entire being focused on one thing only. “I need to come,” she said, trembling uncontrollably beneath him, her body on the verge of exploding.
He pinched her clit.
It was all she needed for her body to let loose, and everything coalesced as she came hard, her orgasm overtaking her, waves of pleasure consuming her.
Her climax triggered something primal in him and he began to thrust harder. She hadn’t thought it was possible but he slammed into her with a punishing rhythm that set off another orgasm inside of her at the same moment he came with a shout, stilling as his orgasm gripped him. He clutched her waist possessively as he collapsed on top of her and she fell to the mattress, completely fulfilled.
Later, after they’d showered and ordered in something to eat because her refrigerator was empty, she looked at him across the table. “I need to go see my mother.” She’d been debating for a while now and decided she couldn’t live with herself if she didn’t go visit again today.
He nodded as if he’d expected her words. “I know. I just wanted you to have a break before you needed to deal with reality again.”
She propped her chin in her hand and met his gaze. His hair was rumpled from her hands pulling at the longer strands and his eyes held a warmth she sensed he didn’t give to most people. A far cry from the man who’d come down on the elevator and surveyed his domain, she mused. She didn’t want to let him down but she had a feeling sooner or later, she would. He’d grow tired of her being busy all the time.
And speaking of busy … she rose to her feet. “I should get ready.”
He nodded, standing too. “And I have to be at the club for a meeting with the guys before opening.” He held out one hand. “Now say goodbye the right way.”