Chapter 62

Leaning on her car, he watched her cross the street waving to the last of the crew that was breaking down the festival for the night. He had to admit, one of his favorite things about Tessa was the way she moved. So sure of herself, with an unconscious sensuality that was difficult in a woman of her size.

Even just watching her work a crowd had been enough to make his jeans a little tight. Especially when all he wanted to do was drag her off to the nearest corner and kiss her until he heard that breathy little moan that drove him crazy.

He grinned when she dug into her bag and pulled out her phone. His grin widened when his hip buzzed. He dug out his phone and flipped it open, “Hello.”

“Hey, where’d you disappear to?”

“I had some business to take care of.”

“Nothing I should worry about, I hope.”

“Oh, I think you should worry.”

Her voice lowered. “As long as it ends in me being naked, I don’t have a care in the world.”

He couldn’t stop himself, “I have a quick trip to take, but I should be able to see you later tonight.”

Fighting a snicker he saw her stop in her tracks. “What? But why?”

“These things happen, baby.” He could hear her trying to suck back the disappointment. “I promise it won’t take long.”

“I-“ she started walking again. “Well, I guess I could take a bath and wait for you.”

Memories of her and his oversized tub had him fighting a groan this time. “Make sure you drive safely and I’ll see you in a bit.”

He was impressed when he only heard a trace of a whine in her voice, “Okay.” She snapped her cell shut and dropped it in her purse. The loose walk turned to a clipped click of heels on blacktop. Stuffing his phone back in his hip pocket he folded his arms and waited for her to see him.

Her attention was on her bag again, looking for what had to be her keys. She finally looked up and stopped for a moment before her walk became a run. “You suck,” she said and launched herself into his arms.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist,” he said and dragged her closer. She tipped her head up and he caught her mouth in a hungry kiss. The half intimacy of the swings, then the public teasing had him so wound he could have taken her against the car. He poured the need into the kiss, opening her mouth with an insistent tongue. The taste of her only kicked up the want until he couldn’t think of anything but her.

Her hands buried themselves into his coat and he felt her nails slip under the layers of clothing. His own fingers gripped her hair and pulled her head back so he could get to her neck. “We really need to get to a house.”

“Mine,” she said with a groan as her touch coasted up his back and made a return trip to his waist only to lower to grip his butt.

“Your house? Or my butt belongs to you?”

She laughed and groaned at the same time, “Both.” She stood on her tip toes and caught his mouth again. “Hurry, follow me before I strip you right here in the parking lot.”

The kiss flashed hot and he couldn’t stop himself from grinding his hard cock against her skirt. His fingertips curled under the ends of the skirt and started to pull it up but she pulled away. “Go, now before we do something stupid.”

He stepped back and took a deep breath. “I don’t know what it is about you that makes me turn into a groping teenager again.” He was always in control and the fact that she made him think like a fourteen year old again both horrified and amazed him.

“Well, join the club. Eventually it’ll pass right?”

“God, I hope not.”

She laughed and swiped her hand through her hair. “Follow me,” she said and dug for her keys.

“You got it.” Climbing into his car, he waited for Tessa to get inside and start her engine. They both pulled out of the semi-dark parking lot with a little more speed than was wise. Shifting gears he smoothly tailed her nearly bumper to bumper.

Parking behind her in the driveway he got out and jogged to her car and pulled her out. Taking her keys he bent and tossed her over his shoulder. “Nope, can’t wait.”

“Jon!” she gripped his jacket. “Oh my God, I’m going to flash the neighbors.”

He patted her ass and unlocked her door with ease. “No one cares.”

Reaching down she smacked him back, but the effect was lost with the bulk of his coat. “Thanks a lot, you shit.”

Laughing he headed up the stairs. “Which room?”

“Left.”

“Lights?”

“Right inside the door.”

Hitting the switch before he dropped her on the bed, he quickly shrugged out of his jacket. “Hey nice big bed,” he said as he yanked his shirt, sweater and denim off in one swipe.

“Thanks,” she said and tossed her purse and gloves aside to unzip her boots and kneel on the bed.

Once she had the bulky sweater free, she crawled to the edge and reached for him. Her fingers arrowed down his chest, scraping through the hair until she reached his stomach. Her touch lightened, teasing on the way to his belt. With a groan he flipped her on her back and they rolled with lips fused.

Making quick work of the t-shirt his mouth found skin and his fingers unhooked the clip to her bra. Groaning at the perfect breasts that spilled free he cupped one and rolled the nipple of the other into his mouth. She arched off the bed, her fingers gripping his hair in response to his touch. His teeth scraped over her ribs as he found the buttons to her skirt and rolled both the skirt and her hose down in one shot.

Promising himself he’d take time later to show her the gentleness she deserved he headed back up with a nip here and a kiss there, his hands impatient to get her under him. She opened her legs for him and the rasp of denim over her soft thighs had him fumbling for his zipper.

He laughed as she rolled them to straddle his thighs. Propping herself on his chest she went for his belt. “You have far too many clothes on.” She nipped at his side and tugged until the notches tightened then loosened as the buckle slid free. Peeling away the well-worn denim she flicked her tongue over the sensitive flesh above the rough line of hair at his cock.

She palmed him and he growled when the soft skin of her breast brushed his shaft. “Oh, well you like that then?” she said and did it again. He arched his hips to get the jeans free and he nearly shouted when her mouth took him deep.

His brain screamed, “Too close.” And he fisted his hands into her hair to pull her away. “It’ll be over in a second if you do that.”

”I don’t care,” she said and curled her tongue around the base of his cock until he was sure the blood would completely leave his skull. Digging into his pocket he found what he needed and pulled her up to him. Catching her mouth in a distracting kiss he protected them both and rolled her over.

Their eyes locked as he opened her thighs and pushed inside. Fighting not to come right way he braced his arms above her. Her arms came up to his shoulders and her fingers tunneled into his hair. She hugged him tight with a clasp of thigh and ankle until he couldn’t keep it together. All the tension and the teasing, the misunderstandings and the hurt rolled into a furious coupling that burned hot.

The slap of flesh and the river of sweat that ran from them drove them closer to the edge. His control snapped and he couldn’t stop the quick hard thrusts inside her welcoming body. Praying that she was just as lost as he was he pulled her thigh higher on his hip and slammed into her until his head tipped back and he shouted his release.

Distantly he heard an answering moan as his body quaked above her before he collapsed. When the blood managed to make its way back to the correct parts of his brain he pressed his nose into her neck. “Tell me you at least came.”

Tessa dragged in a deep breath. “Christ, yes,” she said thick with recovery.

“Okay good, I can die now,” he said and rolled onto his back, dragging her with him. Her knee settled between his legs, as she pressed her calf to his. The heat of her body hugged along his side and her cheek rested on his chest. And he told himself that life just didn’t get any sweeter.

Pushing her sweaty hair back off her face and neck he gently traced his fingertips along her back. He heard her breathing even and let himself follow her into dreams.