a hint of spice from their dinner.
Before he knew what was happening, she turned and clambered into his lap, straddling him. She seemed to want this as much as he did, but he wanted to be sure, had to be sure. With more effort than he cared to admit, Clint pulled back, licking his lips and tasting her there, resting his forehead against Tara’s and staring into the depths of her beautiful hazel eyes. “Are you sure about this? About us?”
For a moment she didn’t answer and his heart stumbled. If she didn’t want him, he’d end this, but damn, it would be hard. And speaking of hard, his cock ached against the fly of his jeans. If she walked away, he’d definitely need a cold shower, maybe two, to get himself back on track again.
Then a slow grin spread across Tara’s gorgeous face, setting his blood on fire like a lit match to gasoline and he knew before she said a word that yeah, this was on. Then she slid one of her hands from around his neck, down his chest, past his waistband, to cup him through his jeans and Clint damned near embarrassed himself right there on the floor. She stroked him so good through the denim that he bit back a groan. “Oh yeah,” Tara whispered. “I’m sure.”
From there, everything seemed to happen in a flurry of kisses and touches, their clothes coming off in a series of tugs and awkward pulls. They stretched out on the rug in the living room, careful not to knock over the castle they’d built or make too much noise for fear of waking Ashley. Beneath her top and jeans, she had on a matching set of pink lace undies. Delightful and decadent. Clint set about removing both of those garments with his teeth while Tara chuckled and tried to pull him away.
She removed his jeans slowly too, nuzzling him through the dark cotton of his boxer briefs, making him moan low in his throat as she traced the outline of his stiff cock with her tongue before tugging off his underwear completely. He took back control, though, after that, because yeah. Too much of that and he wouldn’t last.
Clint nuzzled his way down Tara’s neck to her chest, worshipping her amazing breasts with his lips and tongue. They were small, just the right size to fill his palms, and so sensitive. Every nip and lick of her nipples made her sigh and shiver and Clint feared he’d never get enough of her.
“Hey,” Tara said, pulling his face up to meet her gaze. “We could move this to my bedroom, if you want.”
Instead of answering her, he returned to her breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth to suck on its taut, pink peak. Tara writhed in his arms, arching and grinding against him. Distracted with desire, just like he wanted. He didn’t want to move this to her bedroom because most likely after having sex with Tara, he’d be so blissed out he’d fall asleep there and he didn’t do that. Not with another person. Sleeping was when you were most vulnerable, and Clint couldn’t afford to let anyone in. He had to be “on” at all times. Keep his defences up and stay safe. That’s how it worked.
Besides, there was something about doing it right here in the living room that made it seem hotter. He kissed his way down her stomach, then spread her legs, admiring the treasure he’d uncovered. Tara rose up on her elbows and slid her nails against his scalp, making him shudder with sensation.
“Clint, you don’t have to—” she started, but he stopped her by leaning forward and tracing his tongue over her slick folds. “Oh, God. That feels so good.”
He did it again, positioning her legs over his shoulders and spreading her wider with his thumb and forefinger, exposing her most sensitive flesh. He licked and nuzzled and sucked her until she was breathless with need. Then he inserted first one, then two fingers inside her, preparing her for him.
“Oh, Clint.” Her fingers tightened in his hair as her body bucked beneath him. “I’m…Oh, God…I’m…”
“That’s it,” he whispered, kissing her inner thigh. “Come for me, baby.”
She came hard around his fingers, biting back her cries, her head back and her eyes closed. Clint nursed her through it, then kissed his way back up her body until he was stretched out beside her again. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes had gone