Flawless Surrender (The Surrender Trilogy, #2)(49)
As much as he wanted to continue to play with her, his cock was going to embarrass him if he didn’t fu-ck her. He grabbed a condom from his bedside table and quickly sheathed his aching erection while she was still mellow from her orgasm.
The fat head of his cock spread her swollen pu-ssy lips creating an erotic picture that was branded into his memories. He knew that any future jacking off would be to this one moment in time when her body lay submissively splayed for his pleasure, and her pu-ssy dripped with her desire.
Arching his larger frame over her, he laced his hands with hers and met her heavy lidded gaze before forcing his thickness into her tight channel. Her gasp was followed by a full body undulation that sent a zap of electricity up his spine and back down to his balls. By the time he had worked his dick fully into her tight pu-ssy, he was panting and sweat was dripping down his back.
“You feel like heaven, baby,” he whispered to her, allowing his emotions to show in his eyes as much as possible. In this moment, it wasn’t about Dominance or submission. It was just about making love to the woman that his heart and soul craved. It was about bringing them both to the glorious heights they could only achieve together, and strengthening the bond between their spirits. Never before had he wanted so badly to say the “L” word to anyone, and it was on the tip of his tongue as he thrust into her body, slaking his need and hers.
His knees slid under her hips, propping her up so his cock rubbed against the small spot deep inside of her that he knew would drive her crazy and using their connected hands as his anchor, he fu-cked her with every bit of unsaid emotion in his heart.
Somehow she understood. Her blue eyes widened, and her puffy lips parted on a moan, just before those same lips curved up in a wicked smile, and she tightened on his dick.
This time when she screamed his name, he echoed her cries with his own, feeling something inside of him release, and his heart finally ease. He was home.
Chapter Eleven
Zoey’s eyes closed tightly when she climaxed, and her ears filled with the sound of Tanner calling out her name as he found his own release. It was the most beautiful sound in the world, and it took her breath away.
It took a few seconds for the sharp sound of clapping to register in her head, but when it did, she jerked in surprise to find Clint and Dalton watching from the bedroom doorway with mile wide smiles on their faces.
“That was epic, Skipper,” Clint said as he continued his applause.
Tanner acted like a scalded cat as he jumped away from her, his condom nearly pulling off his now drooping cock in the process. He recovered it and quickly dropped the spent rubber in the trashcan, using his discarded shirt to clean himself up. When he finished he stepped into his bathroom and grabbed a hand towel. She jumped when he pushed her thighs apart and cleaned her up.
“Thank you,” she murmured, staring up into his amber gaze feeling more than a little sad at his reluctance to include his brothers in their moment.
She could see the war of emotions in his eyes, and when he finally sighed and dropped down to sit next to her, she was relieved. “What the hell are you two doing? This wasn’t a show for your voyeuristic pleasure, you know?”
“Well it might not have started out that way, but I’m damn sure glad I made it back home in time to catch the finale,” Dalton said. He came directly to her, unhindered by his brother’s nude form next to him as he pressed a kiss to her lips. “Hey, pretty lady, you look delicious.”
It was impossible not to return his grin, “I feel pretty damn delicious right now.”
Clint appeared on her other side, and instead of kissing her mouth, he leaned over her torso and sucked her nipple between his lips hard, and then let it go with a loud pop. “Mmm, you taste pretty yummy too.” Her giggle made him smile before he brought his lips to hers. His gentle butterfly kiss over her lips made her sigh with pleasure. “Guess this means dinner will be delayed, huh?”
She snorted, “Ya think? I can’t even feel my legs yet.” Tanner gave her a small smirk of satisfaction but didn’t say anything. Ignoring the sting of hurt in her heart, she turned to Dalton. “So how did it go with the White’s?”
“You really want to talk about that now?” he asked with a groan. When she gave him a hard look, he sighed and then smiled. “It went great. Better than I could have dreamed. I had a lot of things wrong for so many years, and they thought that I was avoiding them because it hurt too much to see them. Now it’s all in the open, and they seem really glad to have me back in town. Thank you, Zoey.”
“Hey, I didn’t do anything!” she protested, trying to sit up, but Clint’s weight held her in place.
“You encouraged me to keep an open mind, and in this case, that’s all I needed.” He kissed her again, and then gestured to Tanner, “So what does this mean for all of us?”
Zoey looked to Tanner who sat silently next to her staring at his hands. His shoulders were taut with tension, but his head was bowed. “Tanner?”
“I told you I wasn’t sure if I could share…”
She flinched, as if he had physically lashed out at her. “But, I thought…what the fu-ck was all of this then?”
Shock filled his eyes at her anger, “No, baby, that’s not what I’m saying. Let me finish! What I wanted to say is that even though I’m not sure how we’ll make it all work, I want to try. To be honest, I don’t think I can give you up after having a taste of you.”