a second time and she gave up the fight. She wanted the information, yes, but right now, she wanted him more. She slid her fingers through his hair, loving the way he shuddered against her as her nails gently scraped his skin, then pulled his mouth to hers for a long, deep kiss. Afterward, she gave him a wicked little smile. “I do too.”
That invitation was all he needed. Before she knew it, her back hit the wall and his body pressed into her front, holding her in place as he quickly tugged her shirt over her head and dispensed with her bra before cupping her breasts again, this time bare skin to bare skin. There was no way she could stop the tiny sounds of ecstasy issuing from her throat now. He broke yet another hot, open-mouthed kiss and she did manage to regain her senses for a brief second. “What about Ashley?”
“In bed,” he said, the back of his fingers leaving goose bumps in their wake as he trailed them down her abdomen to unbutton and unzip her jeans before tugging them off, along with her panties, leaving her completely naked while he was still fully clothed. “Sound asleep. Door closed.”
He dropped to his knees in front of her and buried his face in her stomach, breathing in deep, like he couldn’t get enough of her. She felt the same way about him and it rocked her to her core. Then he kissed his way downward and Tara lost her train of thought completely as he made love to her with his lips and tongue and teeth, leaving her knees weak and her brain foggy with lust. Before she could climax, he stood and pulled off his own T-shirt, exposing all that gorgeous, muscled perfection to her gaze.
“Please, Clint,” she said, pleading softly and reaching for him, but he pulled back. “I need you.”
“I need you too, baby,” he said, his voice low and dark. Then he removed his own jeans and stood there hard and ready before her. She couldn’t look away as he smoothed on a condom over his length and she bit her lip. “And I’m going to have you. Right here, right now.”
“Yes,” she hissed as he pulled her into his arms once more, needing him, needing this, more than she needed her next breath. It had never been like this with anyone else before and a tiny warning bell went off in her head. She shouldn’t get so involved, shouldn’t care so much, shouldn’t let him past her inner barriers. But it was too late—she feared he was already there. Then he hoisted her up in his arms and kissed her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he drove into her, burying himself hilt-deep inside her body in one long, slow thrust, and Tara didn’t think about anything else except him and her and them together and how incredible this all felt. There seemed to be a desperation to their lovemaking tonight, at least on Clint’s part. He couldn’t seem to stop kissing her and touching her and licking her skin. Not that she was complaining. It was hot, no doubt about it. But there also seemed to be something missing, like he was shutting her out even as he was drawing her closer to the edge.
Then he reached down between them to stroke her slick folds and her most sensitive flesh and any rational thoughts at all went right out of her head. She was close, so, so close. She needed this, needed him, needed release. “Yes. Please, Clint. Please…”
“Tell me what you want, baby,” he growled in her ear, changing his angle of penetration to hit that spot inside her just right. “Tell me.”
“I want you to make me come,” she whispered back, panting with need. “Please, make me come.”
“Always, baby. Always,” he said, driving her over the brink into a blinding orgasm, kissing her hard and swallowing her cries of pleasure as wave after exquisite wave of sensation rolled over her, her body milking his into his own release. Toes curling on the hardwood floor, Clint drove into her hard once, twice, before he stiffened in her arms, coming deep inside her, his face buried in her throat, his sweat-slicked skin sliding against hers as they rested against the wall and caught their breath.
Slowly, they seemed to come back to themselves and he eased away slightly to brush the hair from her eyes. “Okay, baby?”
Tara nodded, slowly unwrapping