Kissin' Tell (Rough Riders #13)(34)

“Are you asking me if I still plan on taking you to the reunion?”


“No. I’m asking you if you plan to take me to bed anytime soon.”


“Define soon.”


“Like right now.”


Chapter Nine


Georgia watched the muscle in his jaw flex and his eyes darken.


His voice was dangerously low when he finally spoke. “Tell me what you want in that explicit detail you’re so fond of.”


Don’t chicken out now.


She inhaled a deep, slow breath. “Don’t get me wrong, Tell; I’ve liked spending time with you. But I’d really like to know what sound you make when my hand is on your cock. What sound you make when your cock is in my mouth. I want to feel your body on top of mine as you’re f*cking me. I want to feel your body behind mine when you’re f*cking me. I want to look down and see your face between my thighs. I want to see who Tell is when he stops showing me his fun, flirty, gentlemanly side and starts showing me the intensity I saw that first night you kissed me at the Golden Boot.”


He stalked her until her back hit the door. “Think you can handle me when my fun, flirty, gentlemanly side is completely overtaken by a whole different side you haven’t seen?”


She raised her chin a notch. “Why don’t try you me?”


Then Tell’s hand snaked out and curled around the back of her neck, pulling her so close their noses almost touched. “That’s what you want, Georgia? Hard, fast, hot sex without the niceties?”


If his blazing eyes were any indication, she’d awakened the sexual beast inside him.


Finally.


Her gaze gravitated to his sculpted lips. She wasn’t scared of his no niceties warning, and she said, “Yes.”


He smashed his mouth to hers without warning, consuming her in a kiss so blistering hot it nearly melted her brain and started her hair on fire. His hands tightened in her hair, holding her head in place.


The kiss went on and on. A ravenous display of heat, raw power and sexual greed.


Georgia had never wanted like this. She’d never been wanted like this.


His mouth remained fused to hers as his fingers began to undo the buttons on her blouse. Once her shirt hung open, he stroked her damp flesh with rough-skinned fingertips, from the waistband of her skirt, up her belly, between her breasts.


He ripped his mouth free from hers. “No more public displays. Let’s finish this inside.”


Man. Tell had scrambled her brain so completely she’d forgotten they were in front of her house. She tried to pull her blouse closed, but his hands stayed the movement.


“Once the buttons are undone, they’re undone. No goin’ back. We do this my way.”


Nodding, she fumbled with the keys to unlock the door.


Tell kissed her as he pushed her through the door and locked it. He kissed her as he pressed her back to the wall. He kissed her as he unhooked her bra and played with her nipples.


Her hands raced over him, eager to touch him everywhere at once. Bulging biceps, broad shoulders, thick column of his neck—God, too many delicious body parts to choose from. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling slightly when his teeth grazed her nipple.


He made a growling noise and said, “Don’t. Move.”


That terse command made her tremble with anticipation.


His mouth reconnected with hers as he slipped his hand beneath her skirt, stroking her over her panties.


She gasped when he pushed his finger inside her. He thrust in and out before adding another thick finger, which easily slid into her channel because she was so wet. When he rubbed his thumb back and forth across her clit, she whimpered.


His mouth was on her ear. “Come on my hand.”


“Tell—”


“You want my cock in you? Fucking you like this?” He thrust his fingers in deep.


It felt so damn good she moaned, “Yes.”


“Then come on my hand.”


Georgia didn’t have to tell him she needed him to stroke her clit faster. She didn’t have to tell him to rub the tips of his fingers over the ridge of flesh on the inside wall of her *. Tell did that automatically. Perfectly.


“I wanna hear you the first time I get you off.”


She was so close. And Tell’s harsh panting in her ear really did it for her. Normally she had some warning before an orgasm unfurled, but not this time. This time everything happened in a rush. Her clit pulsed. Her * muscles spasmed around his fingers. She dug her nails into Tell’s forearm, just in case he decided to pull away too soon.



He chuckled against her throat and the vibration traveled down her torso to where his magic fingers were still working her.


“Oh God.”


After the last throb faded, his firm, warm lips ate at her mouth. He murmured, “I want you. Now.”


“Yes. My room is upstairs—”


“That’s too far. I want you now.” He blew in her ear. “On the stairs.”


On the stairs? Georgia shivered.


Tell eased his hand out from beneath her skirt. Watching her eyes, he yanked the blouse off her shoulders. Then her bra hit the floor. “Take off your panties, Georgia.”