Change of Heart (Fostering Love 2)

I felt drunk, and I’d had only one sip of the beer she’d ordered me at the bar before she finished it off.

I dropped her on my bed as soon as we entered my room, and as soon as she hit the sheets, my mind remembered the last time I was in bed with her.

I completely froze. “Oh, fuck,” I hissed, looking at her in horror.

“What?” She hopped off the bed like it was on fire, looking frantically around the room.

“No. No,” I stuttered. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

How could I have forgotten? Shit, she’d just had surgery, and I was throwing her around and slamming her into walls, and, oh fuck. I’d pressed her belly up against the bar.

“I’m fine,” she said in exasperation, falling stiff as a board straight back onto the bed. “All healed up.”

“Are you sure? Shit!”

“Yes, I’m sure. I think I’d know.”

“Well maybe—”

“Maybe what? I was just so overcome with your good looks and charming personality that I was willing to overlook any discomfort or pain in order to get one more look at your ginormous cock?” she cut in sarcastically, pulling her tank top over her head as she said it.

“You’re such an asshole,” I mumbled, staring at her perfect tits. “Why the fuck do I even like you?”

“Aw, you like me? Tomorrow can we make daisy chains to wear in our hair and paint each other’s toenails?”

“For some reason, your mouth is moving but I can’t hear anything past the sight of your nipples.”

“That doesn’t even make any sense,” she replied as I tore my shirt off and ripped open the front of my jeans.

“Made perfect sense to me.”

“Okay, well…,” she murmured as she turned over and pressed her chest to the bed, pulling her knees up until her ass was perched high in the air. “Does this help? Can you hear me now?”

I wanted to fall to my knees and fucking worship her. Instead, I tripped, cursing while I pulled the rest of my clothes off, and she giggled.

I leaned forward and bit her ass.

“Oh, shit,” she moaned, her back arching even closer to the bed.

“You just keep talking,” I said against her skin, sliding my fingers up until I could grab the thin strings at her hips and slide them down over her ass, snapping them once against the smooth skin there. “Giving me so much shit all the fucking time.” I pulled the underwear down to her knees and gently helped her raise her legs so I could take them off. “But when I get you like this, it all goes away, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” she said breathily as I smoothed my hand down her back.

“You’d do whatever I wanted—”

“I wouldn’t go that far—” Her words cut off on a sharply indrawn breath as I bit her ass again, this time a little harder.

“You smell good,” I murmured, pulling her thighs farther apart.

I licked my lips as I stared at the pretty, dark-pink skin between her legs, then noticed a small hand inching down over her clit.

“Nice try,” I laughed, reaching under her to grab her wrist before her hand made any good contact.

Then I opened my mouth and ran my tongue from her clit to the small opening that was already weeping for me.

Ani yelled out my name as I pressed my tongue inside her, and I felt like fucking Superman.

My dick was so hard it hurt. Hell, it felt like I’d had an erection the entire night, from the moment she’d taken off her pants in the truck. Ani’s hips started rolling against my face, her legs trembling, and I pulled back fast before she could come.

I wanted in there before she did.

“I fucking hate you,” she moaned against my comforter when I wiped my face and got to my feet.

I chuckled as she toppled to the side, looking up at me through dazed eyes.

“You’re gorgeous,” I said quietly, bracing my hands on the bed so I could lean down and kiss her hip. “Come here.”

I pulled her to her knees on the bed and brought her face to mine. Why the hell did I want her so bad?

As soon as her mouth met mine, I groaned. Sliding my tongue into her mouth, I grabbed her ass in both hands, jerking her against my body. It had been a month since I’d felt all that smooth skin, and I wasn’t even sure where to start.

Falling onto the bed, I pulled Ani with me. When her legs had settled on each side of me, she pulled away from my mouth, leaning back until she was straddling my hips.

“Ride me,” I ordered hoarsely.

“Condom?” she asked, reaching down to wrap her hand around my dick.

I almost shot off the bed it felt so fucking good.

“I’m clean,” I told her, searching her eyes.