The sensation was intimate and decadent, and she felt herself beginning to float on a high she’d never experienced before, her body being taken over by Micah’s merciless mouth.
She speared her fingers into his hair. Begging. Pleading. Needing release with a ferocity she’d never known existed.
“Please, Micah. I can’t take any more,” she whimpered almost incoherently, but she knew he heard every sound that escaped her lips.
She was jolted from her haze of pleasure as he pulled her up just in time to see his tormented expression, then watched as he retrieved a condom from the pocket of his jeans with lightning speed and quickly rolled it on.
“Now!” She caught the word as her eyes flew to his lips. “Wrap your legs around me.”
She instantly moved her lower limbs and tangled them around his hips as he grasped the flesh of her ass tightly with his strong fingers. Taking a few steps, he pinned her body against the wall.
Tightening her arms around his neck, all she could feel was the raw, sensual, pleasurable sensation of her nipples colliding with the heat of his hard chest, the peaks so swollen that she moaned as the rest of their flesh met and melded together so tightly that she didn’t know where he ended and she began.
“Yes,” she moaned as Micah drove up into her tight, wet sheath in one hard thrust, his hands guiding her down with his grasp on her hips and ass.
He fucked her hard and fast, like a man who had been starved of carnal pleasure for a very long time. Tessa ground with his pumping motions, the strained muscles in her channel gripping him tightly every time he impaled her.
Her hands fisted in his hair, and she pulled his mouth tighter against hers as he kissed her, his tongue mimicking every thrust of his cock.
Micah’s powerful body surged harder and deeper, and Tessa knew she was about to climax hard. There had been so much teasing, and she’d been so close to orgasm when Micah had gone down on her, that she couldn’t burn much hotter without exploding into a mass of incendiary flames.
His chest was vibrating in what Tessa instinctively knew was a low groan of pleasure.
Climax rocked her body as Micah kept slamming into her over and over, sending her tumbling over the edge of the imaginary cliff she’d been standing on in a very precarious position. She soared as her orgasm shot through her entire being.
“Oh, God. Micah. Yes.” She clasped his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his upper back. Her head dropped, her face resting against his damp neck as her muscles tightened and released over his pummeling cock.
His big body shuddered as he found his own release, and Tessa hugged him fiercely against her as he thrust one last time and the tremors stopped.
Her body was still humming with pleasure as he carried her out of the living room and into her bedroom. When he disconnected their bodies and laid her gently on the bed, she wanted to protest, but remembered he had to dispose of his condom, and they couldn’t stay joined forever.
He was back from the bathroom before she even caught her breath, and he lowered his massive body onto the mattress beside her, then circled his strong arm around her waist. He pulled until she was almost sprawled on top of him.
Her eyes shot to his mouth in time to catch his one-word comment. “Complicated.”
Then he grinned at her happily, not looking the least bit troubled by the fact that their coupling had been mind-blowing—at least for her.
Her heart lifted, and she smiled back at him, reaching up to smooth an unruly lock of his hair that always seemed to be on his forehead. Then, she nodded. “Complicated,” she agreed.
He fingered a lock of her crazy curls. “If that’s what complicated is like, I’d have no problem if it gets really complex.”
Tessa let out a surprised laugh. “You think you can top what just happened?” Sex with Micah was almost surreal, so she didn’t know how he could outdo what had just occurred.
He gave her a fake scowl. “That was the work of a desperate man. Sloppy. I wanted to make you come first with my mouth. I wanted to keep devouring you, Tessa. I wanted to wring every drop of pleasure I could from your body before I got inside you. I knew I wouldn’t last long.”
She covered his lips with her fingers. “Don’t. It was amazing. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”
He was grinning again. “Hard, fast, and up against the wall?”
“Yes.”
“Most women would complain.”
She winked at him. “I’m not complaining, stud. Most men couldn’t lift a woman up against a wall.” Tessa was serious. How many guys could really do a woman that way? It had been honest and raw. Maybe that was what made it so special.
“I couldn’t wait. That’s how bad I wanted you, Tessa. I have since the moment I saw you. I felt like a horny teenager. I wanted to bend you over the sink in the bathroom and take you right there in the guesthouse.”
She looked at him in surprise. “You did not,” she protested.
“I did. I wanted to go caveman on your beautiful ass.” His hand moved down and squeezed her rear. “I’m not used to having that kind of reaction to a woman.”
“You had a serious relationship once.” Tessa knew he’d been in one committed relationship years ago.
He nodded. “Once,” he agreed.
“Tell me,” she asked, knowing he was being deliberately vague.
“I met Anna in college, and we lived together after we finished school. She was from a wealthy family, so I pretty much knew she didn’t hook up with me because of my money. She hated my interest in skydiving and extreme sports. She kept waiting for me to settle down, but I never did. I traveled a lot, and she didn’t really want a career. I think she was ready to get married and have kids. College was just a necessary step before getting married.”