Page 101 of Indecent Lies

What was she to do but to attach herself to his face.

“Aren’t you mad?”

“Poppy, I want to fuck you.”

“Oh.” Her lips fell open and he took them again, softer this time, his tongue went in and around and then he set her free again.

“Hoist me up,” she moaned and he did, with his hands around her waist, he helped her to climb him high enough until her legs were able to wrap around his trim waist and just sit her on his stomach. His hands on her butt were huge and comforting as he squeezed and just held her while she got busy on his lips again.

Her pulse skittered.

So hot.

So needy.

Suddenly the air surrounding them was milkshake thick and she was filled to the brim with lust. It turned steamy and dirty and so swollen just like she felt between her legs.

“You never did let me fool around … with you.” She informed boldly between lip bites and tongue swipes and she felt him shudder.

“Is that what you want?”

She nearly sobbed the “yes,” her heart in her stomach, and probably in her eyes too when he started stalking across the loft, heading to the bedroom. It was impossible that he wouldn’t know how she felt just from looking at her. She held nothing back.

“Sure you feel okay?”

“Yeah, I’m …God… Tait.”

He laughed and kissed her again to settle her. “Please, can we just do it and talk later?” She whispered into his lips and felt the tremble go through him. No longer were his eyes laughing. He was hot and serious and he caused her to shudder in return.

“You won’t stop this time, right?”

His face went into her neck, his bristles tickled and thrilled. “Can’t stop, Poppy. Not strong enough. Want you, baby.”

He sent hot chills all over her body. “I want you too.” She shared shyly and leaned in to taste his breath.

This was epic. More than her little heart could cope with.

“Do you like my mouth, Tait?”

His eyes flared. “Your mouth is cute...adorable, baby. But when you put it on mine, I need it open so I can get inside and taste all your dirty fantasies.”

He stared down at her mouth, just one flick of his gaze and she knew what he was thinking because she was thinking it too while her insides went on a torrid cycle of out of control want. “Come here,” he rasped.

He looked wild.

Untamed.

Fuckable.

Her friends back home would never say anything so crass; God forbid they show a real honest to goodness hormonal reaction to a sexy virile man. But Roux had said it a few times to her and that’s what he was.

Fuckable.

She was liking Roux more and more but not right then.

She wasn’t thinking about anyone else other than Tait as she lunged for him.

It felt like she stopped time.