Stealing Taffy (Bigler, North Carolina #3) - Susan Donovan Page 0,94

you—”

“Shh, baby. Be patient.”

He dragged his lips and tongue across the tight skin over her ribs, then toward the middle, the downy soft hair brushing against his lips as he progressed down the center of her, the soft flesh giving just as bit as he arrived at her belly button. “I love your baby-pink skin.”

“Oh, God.”

He lowered himself further, dragging his tongue across her navel and down to the crest of her mound. He adjusted her. She squealed and gripped his shoulders. “I got you. Just relax and enjoy.”

He put his mouth on her. She was soaking wet and hot, and she tasted like saltwater. Saltwater Taffy. He helped himself to the intricate delicacy that she was, spending many long minutes parting her with his tongue, nibbling on her swollen lips, and sucking her rigid clitoris until she cried out.

He pulled away. “All I see right now is the inside of a seashell, Taffy. Seashell blush, soft and sweet. Are you going to give that to me?”

“Oh, Lord!” Her head knocked against the wall.

Dante pushed himself up again, grabbing the condom as he went, sliding Tanyalee’s body higher as he rose to full height.

When he ripped the condom with his teeth she laughed. When he slipped it on while holding her in place, she sighed.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” she said, her eyes huge. “I’m having a flashback.”

“It’s old home week,” Dante said.

Then he took her. Hard. He slid right to the center of her and made her come on him over and over again. She cried out, then simply cried. Dante had been dreaming of this pussy for weeks and weeks, dreaming of this woman spread wide for him and needing him as much as he needed her.

Reality was better than the dream.

Dante moved them to the dresser, clearing it with one hand while gently depositing Tanyalee with the other. He was wild. He gripped her thighs and took her rough and she asked for more. Dante pounded her relentlessly. He was a wild man. The mirror banged against the wall and out of the madness Tanyalee released a carnal howl of surprise and delight.

That’s when the downstairs neighbor began pounding on the ceiling.

“Your neighbors can hear us!”

“I think everyone can hear us.”

Dante came so hard he thought he would black out. When he caught his breath, he picked up a wilted and damp Taffy, and carried her to the bed.

They took a quick nap and made love again, and this time it was sweet instead of fierce, more tenderness than wildness. The next time he opened his eyes the world was still and pitch-dark. He had no idea how long they’d been asleep but he was faced with a dilemma. He didn’t want to disturb Tanyalee, but was in desperate need of a bathroom break.

“It’s okay. I’m awake.” The whisper was right against his ear, slightly above him. Had he fallen asleep on her shoulder?

He rose and kissed her cheek. “Be right back.”

When he returned a moment later, he brought two bottles of spring water. He found Taffy sitting up against the pillows with the bedside lamp on low. She tracked him entering the room, a faint smile. But there was something else in her eyes.

He went to her side of the bed and sat down, handing her the water. “Everything all right?”

She nodded.

A horrifying thought suddenly struck him. “Did I hurt you?”

“Oh, heavens, no!” She placed her palm on his forearm and brushed her finger across his skin.

“I am growing very fond of you, Dante.”

He felt a knot release in his gut. “I can’t tell you how glad I am to hear that because I feel the same.”

“But before we go any further, there’s still a few things you should know.”

Dante climbed over her and plopped down at her side. “Like what?”

“You know that I’ve spent the last couple weeks making my amends, right? I should—”

“You don’t have to tell me a damn thing, Tanyalee.”

Her head whipped around. She stared at him with that bottomless blue beautifulness he had grown so attached to. “The inventory is for you and the amends are for those you’ve harmed. You don’t owe me anything.”

“But I’ve hurt people.”

“I have, too.”

“Badly.”

“Me, too.”

“I have a large assortment of character flaws.”

He did his best not to chuckle, but good God! Tanyalee was too cute! “Yeah, well, so do I. So does everybody.”

She shook her head. “You’re not taking me seriously, Dante. This is important. I’m trying to tell you that some of the things I’ve done