She licked her lips. “I can see how this would definitely cause an uproar in this sleepy town. I’m sure they’ve never seen anything like it.” She raised her eyes to meet his, smiling wickedly. Then she dropped to her knees and wrapped her hand around his cock.
Jay’s heart began to race, and heat shot through his veins, scorching him from the inside. He reached for Tara and brushed his hand through her hair.
“I love you, Tara.”
Her warm tongue touched the tip of his cock, sending a shudder through his entire body. But he didn’t even get a chance to steady himself before Tara’s mouth engulfed him, taking him deep into the inviting cavern. His breath caught in his throat.
“Fuck, darlin’. That’s good.”
She let his cock slip from her mouth. “Just good?”
Jay grinned. “Amazing.” He nudged his cock against her lips. “Do it again.”
Tara complied without protest, sending another wave of pleasure through his body. He felt her tongue swirling around the head of his erection, teasing the sensitive flesh, causing more blood to pump into his eager appendage. She ran her hand up and down his shaft, while sucking him leisurely. With every slow stroke of her tongue he felt his need for her grow. If he didn’t stop her he’d come right here.
With a groan Jay stepped back and pulled himself from her delicious mouth.
He pulled her up and slanted his mouth over her red lips. Lips that could drive him mad if he let her. Lips he now captured with his in a searing kiss. He allowed the worries of the last few hours to seep away, while the knowledge that Tara was his filled him.
Jay lifted her off the floor and carried her to the sofa, placing her flat on her back. He released her lips and sank into the V of her legs. Immediately she wrapped her thighs around him, pulling him into her center.
He shifted his angle and brought his cock to her sex. Slick warmth greeted him, and he slid inside without a word. He locked eyes with Tara, seeing himself reflected in her blue pools.
“I wish I had a better word than amazing for this,” he murmured and kissed her again.
Tara put her arms around him. Warm fingers caressed his nape and back, holding him close, while farther below, Tara’s hips lifted toward him in eager demand.
Jay severed the kiss. “I’ve got you, darlin’. I’ll take care of you.”
He found his rhythm, plunging deep then withdrawing. Every descent felt like diving into a pool of warmth. Her muscles were tight, enveloping him like a perfect cocoon. Like being imprisoned in liquid silk.
Finally he was at peace with himself and his past. Holding Tara in his arms and making love to her made everything right. She understood him and accepted him for who he truly was and wasn’t blinded by the shell that everybody else saw. Tara wanted him.
Perspiration built on Tara’s face and torso, and Jay feasted his eyes on her glistening skin, her heaving chest and hard nipples. Soft sounds of pleasure rolled over her lips, and her eyelids fluttered with every thrust he delivered.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
She pinned him with her eyes. Passion and affection shone from them in equal parts.
“Tell me again that you love me, darlin’.”
“I love you, Jay, I love you so much.”
He couldn’t get enough of the words. Couldn’t get enough of Tara. She was everything he’d ever dreamed of, he realized that now. She complemented him, filled those needs that he’d neglected for so long. Finally, he didn’t have to hide any part of himself anymore. Tara had made him whole.
Desperate for release now, Jay gripped Tara’s hips with both hands and pulled her toward him, while he simultaneously plunged deeper into her. A moan escaped her.
“Yeah, darlin’, let me hear you.”
His cock worked frantically, thrusting deep and hard. He released one of her hips and slipped his hand to her sex, rubbing over her center of pleasure. She arched off the sofa, bucking toward him, again and again.
Then he felt it, felt Tara’s body stiffen and her interior muscles clench around him. Spasm after spasm charged through her body. He let go of the last thread of his control and joined her in her orgasm, filling her with his warm spray.
Breathing hard, he finally stilled and braced himself over her, brushing his hand through her hair. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.
“You okay?”
“Hmm.” She purred like a kitten that had had her fill. A soft smile played around her parted lips, and from under lowered lashes she looked up at him.
“You look happy.”
“I am,” she admitted and pulled him down for another kiss.