His lips curved. “I thought I was.”

“Yes, and it feels really good. But, you know, elsewhere.”

He raised himself up by planting his hands on the mattress, his arms distracting her with their corded muscle. “Care to be more specific?”

“Would you like me to draw you a map, or do you think you can figure out where I want your mouth?”

He balanced himself on one hand, using the other to map a trail from between her breasts, down her stomach, to palm her sex.

“Here?”

“Yes.” She was distracted by his strength, but also by the way he touched her, using his fingers to caress her in a way that definitely caught her attention. “Yes, right there.”

“Does it ache, Aubry?” he asked, slipping his fingers inside her as he moved his way down her body again. “Does it ache so much you want me to lick it and suck it until you come?”

She shuddered at his words, her mind a visual of him doing just that, of what it would feel like when she burst. “Yes. Make me come, Tucker.”

He draped her thighs over his shoulders, nestled her body close to his face, his warm breath a balm to her tortured senses. And when his tongue lapped along her folds, she pressed into the mattress, falling into the rapture of heat and sensation. It was a slow, languorous, billowy feeling of utter delight.

Until he put his mouth around her clit and sucked. Then, everything changed. It was like being struck by lightning in the best possible way, a sharp, sinful strike of pleasure. She let out a low moan, her hips arched off the bed, and she gave herself over to Tucker, to his devilish lips and tongue and his relentless assault on her body.

His mouth was hot, and his fingers entered her, probing her with soft, rhythmic strokes until she was certain she’d never make it out of this without a cataclysmic orgasm.

And when it hit, faster than she’d imagined, she fisted her hands in the sheets, rocked her sex against his mouth, and thoroughly fell into the release, her entire body shaking with the force of what had to be the best damn orgasm she’d had in . . .

Her mind and body were too far gone to do the math. All she could do was hold on and enjoy the quivering ride. And when she relaxed, he was there, his face looming over hers to take her mouth in a kiss that tasted of sex and hot desire.

He didn’t give her a moment to catch her breath, his erection steely hard and hot against her thigh.

Which was fine with her, because she was throbbing, primed and ready for him.

And they had all night long to enjoy each other.

TUCKER’S FINGERS WERE STILL BURIED INSIDE AUBRY, the hot, pulsing contractions from her orgasm wrapping around him. His mouth was on hers, her hands roaming over his skin. Every part of him was feverishly hot and coiled with fiery need. All he wanted to do was bury his cock deep inside her until she convulsed around him.

He moved his fingers in slow, gentle movements, not wanting her to come down from that high of release. He wanted her hovering, still ready, hot and needy so he could bring her right to the brink again. Only this time, he’d be inside her.

“You ready?” he asked.

She smoothed her hand across his face, her fingertips so soft he wondered if he’d ever felt anything like that sensation before as she ran her finger over his bottom lip. And when he moved his fingers inside her, she gasped.

“I’m ready for whatever you have in mind.”

For someone as reluctant as Aubry had been about being with him, he liked that she was all-in right now, that there had been no hesitation on her part.

“Good.” He bent and kissed her, then whispered against her mouth. “I have a lot in mind.”

He withdrew his fingers, then licked them. “You taste good. I wonder how many times I can make you come tonight?”

Her gaze was direct. And hot. Filled with promise.

“A lot, probably. It’s been kind of a sexual drought for me.”

“Drought’s over, babe. I have a box of condoms in my car.”

Her lips lifted. “I have a box in my bathroom. I think we’re good to go—for tonight, anyway.”

He laughed and swept his hand over her breasts, watching them rise and fall as he brushed her nipples until they lifted into tight peaks. He bent and took a taste of each one. Soft, then hard little nubs that, when he sucked, made her moan.

She responded so damn well to him, and it made his balls quiver. He wanted to take all night long learning her body, but right now he wanted to feel what it was like to be inside of her.

“Give me just a second,” she said, rolling over and getting out of bed.