Kissin' Tell (Rough Riders #13)(81)

“Now you’ve got my attention.” Her eyes ran the length of his body and zeroed in on his cock. “But then, you’ve had it since the instant I saw you tonight.”


“That right?” Tell set his palms on the cushiony armrest and kissed her. “Remember when you said you’d take me any way you could get me? Inside, outside, upside down? Well, sweetness, we’re about to test that last one.” He patted her thigh. “Spin around so your head is in the seat and your legs are on the backrest.


She shot him a crooked grin and flipped around.


And motherf*ck if it didn’t make his mouth water, seeing her legs splitting into a V, showing that juicy *. He grabbed a pillow off the couch and nestled it behind her butt.


With the recliner back a click, her head hung off the edge of the seat and her legs were splayed around the sides of the chair.


Georgia’s breath caught when Tell widened his stance and rested on his forearms on the arm rests. Then he put his mouth on her wet sex.


She moaned.


He could feel her ragged breath on his shaft. The first tentative lick. The wet heat of her mouth enclosing the tip. Then her fingernails raking up the insides of his thighs to reach his balls.


Christ. He was not gonna last.


Without the use of his hands, he had to get creative with his tongue and lips and teeth on her *. When he pulled back from jamming his tongue in that creamy channel, he let his five o’clock shadow lightly graze her clit.


That caused her to arch, which sent his cock all the way into her throat.


Don’t come.


Georgia clutched the outside of his thighs, setting the pace of how deep and how fast she’d take him. And holy crap could she take him deep in this position.


He lapped at her clit. Swirled his tongue around it. Flicked it, teased it until her legs shook and her belly muscles tightened. She was close.


And thank you, Jesus, because he didn’t know how much longer he could hold off. With her jacking motions and the saliva from her wet mouth making his cock so slippery and ready to blow.


Tell zeroed in on that swollen pearl. His face was coated with her juices, and as he licked that swollen nub, his tongue still sought out more of her creamy taste.


Never enough. He’d never get enough of this woman.


She nearly arched off the chair when she hit her peak.


His cock had slipped out of her mouth as she wailed a long stream; the only discernible word was his name. Her * spasmed against his mouth with such strong pulses he wanted to roar with pride that he’d brought her to this point.


With just his mouth. Heh heh.


Tell nuzzled the inside of her thigh and the top of her mound as the orgasm wound down. Wishing he could use his hands to stroke and soothe her as well.


Then that wonderful, wet, sucking mouth was on his cock again. Focused on the head while her fingers stroked his balls and shaft. When he pumped his hips, she moved her hand faster.


That spark of release began in the base of his spine and traveled up, slowly, like a roller coaster climbing that first hill. His stomach was tight; his ass was clenched waiting for that first drop…and then bam. Plummeting into a chasm of dark pleasure. Come shooting out the end of his dick in hot bursts, and a thick tongue swallowing and a soft muscle milking the head until he had nothing left. Not seed. Not breath. Not sanity.


Whoo-ee.


After he’d realized his arms were quaking, he stood.


His head was still spinning, his heart still thumping, and he glanced down at Georgia to see the same dazed look on her face. Her upside-down face.


Then she grinned at him and waggled her eyebrows.


In that moment he knew this woman was everything he’d ever wanted.


When she spun around, he hauled her into his arms, giving her flirty kisses and a slap on the ass. “You.” Kiss. “Knocked.” Kiss. “My.” Kiss. “Socks.” Kiss. “Off.”


“Actually, I pulled them off, but I’ll take the compliment, sexy beast that you are.” She smoothed her hands over his chest. “So are we okay? Is there anything else that happened this week that I need to explain?”


“No. I meant what I said, Georgia. I should’ve come to you first, instead of showin’ up all pissed off after the fact.”


“Is that an apology for throwing me over your shoulder and hauling me out of the Golden Boot?”


He flashed his teeth in a predatory smile. “Nope. I’m not sorry about that at all. I shouldn’t have been so pigheaded about callin’ you either.” He brushed her wild strands of hair back in place. “I’m not good at this datin’ stuff. I’ve always claimed I don’t like playing games, but it appears that’s what I was doin’ with you. Testing you to see if you really wanted to see me after the reunion. Waitin’ to see if you called me first.” His cheeks burned. “I know. What am I? Fourteen? That was just f*ckin’ stupid.”


“It’s sort of unsettling that we both keep reverting to adolescent behavior.”


Somehow Tell kept himself from making farting noises. Although Georgia probably would’ve laughed. “I’ll try harder.”