Part 19 (2/2)

Taddy hesitated to ask why. She knew another conversation would start while he was inside her. Realizing she didn't have much of a choice, she muttered, ”Why?”

He smiled, happy to see her engaged. ”I don't like you looking away from me.” He leaned his body over hers, framing her. His tongue dipped into her mouth and frenched her pa.s.sionately. Warner nuzzled her nose. ”Don't ever face the wall when I'm inside you.” He slid his d.i.c.k into her and his anguished face gave way to pleasure.

”So dramatic!”

”No, Brill, if I wanted to f.u.c.k a stranger, I would. But I don't. I must look at your beauty when I'm with you.” He packed himself into her-hard.

”Okay...” She gazed up at him. Warner seemed serious about his business, his family and making love with Red. She kissed him and held on to his arms, making eye contact with him, rubbing his chest to say ”sorry” and getting him to refocus on his pleasure.

”I'm going to come,” he moaned.

”Move back.” She reached down and pulled his c.o.c.k out as he leaned up. The latex felt hot in her hand as she ripped it off him. Then the musky sweet smell of s.e.x filled the room. Taddy lowered her face against his erection, taking his d.i.c.k in her mouth.

”What are you doing?”

Taddy pulled back. ”Please, I have to.” Her deepest fantasy of having a man come in her mouth was about to come true.

He held the back of her head, stroking her face with his fingers while his body shook. ”I'm coming. I'm coming, Red. Baby, you're making me-”

The first squirt hit her throat. As she swallowed, he kept coming. She dug her nails deeper into his a.s.s cheeks, causing him to shoot even more c.u.m.

”Milk it. That's it. There you go,” he moaned hoa.r.s.ely. ”Get your tongue in my slit, suck me dry.” Warner grabbed her as his body trembled violently with one final release. Leaning down and kissing her open mouth, he demanded, ”Gimme.”

What? She shoved her tongue between his lips, pus.h.i.+ng his release back.

He scooted her body out alongside his own. ”I've never met a woman hungry to swallow.”

”It's my dream.” She kissed him. He rolled over onto his back. His body stuck to hers, and with a heartbeat in her ear, she returned her face to his chest. ”And I've never met a guy who kisses a girl after he's on her lips.”

”Is this your defense strategy to keep me away from you after s.e.x?” Warner laughed. Nothing seemed to scare him.

Chapter Fifteen.

Backdoor Wake-Up Call May 20 Warner held Taddy in his arms while she slept. Her chest rose as she breathed, causing her cleavage to become more glorious. As her mouth parted, she released a breath through her full lips. She radiated when awake and was spectacular when asleep.

He reflected on dinner. His intentions hadn't been to push her b.u.t.tons on the Brillford family question. Taddy had struck him as an independent and intelligent woman. He didn't identify being ”self-made” as a trait they'd shared, but it was. He now respected her more for it.

The moon's reflection cast a haunting blue veil over her naked body, making it hard for him to sleep. With his face buried along Taddy's nape, her curls tickled his cheeks. He loved her hair. Red, soft and wavy, it was like touching silk organza. She smelled of tuberose and s.e.x.

His hands cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and he felt her heart beat under his palm. He'd resisted the urge to play with her nipples while she slept. Taddy's handfuls had tasted hot in his mouth earlier. He could've sucked on them for hours.

Tomorrow, Taddy was scheduled to return to New York after the press conference. Hotel du France's relief manager would come from Ma.r.s.eille. Warner's work commitments would take him to Asia to visit a hotel property he was hoping to acquire. He didn't want to see her leave. But knew she was in demand.

Taddy's mobile phone had been beeping in her purse in fifteen-minute intervals since they'd met. At dinner and even in the interrogation room at the jailhouse, it had vibrated. He thought it was interesting that'd she never answered her cell or excused herself to respond. Her attention had been on him the entire night. Warner hoped it wouldn't be another five months until he could spend time with her again.

Taddy rolled over, kissing his cheek. ”You're awake?”

”Hmm.” She stretched out against him.

He felt his pulse rise. Her lips were puffy from their s.e.x earlier. Warner kissed her, placing her farther on her side to face him. ”I can't sleep.” With his right hand, he rubbed up and down her left side.

”Me either.” In a playful way, she wrapped one arm around his waist and gently tugged at the fuzz on his navel with the other. ”It's been awhile since I...slept next to someone.”

Warner had a.s.sumed Taddy kept a line of men waiting at her bedroom door. He supposed it was possible they just never stayed over. If they'd made love in her bed, would she have let him stay? Curious, he asked, ”You spend nights alone often?”

”Yup, I usually have the bed all to myself.” Taddy gave him a sobering nod. ”Just me and my s.h.i.+h Tzus. You have any pets?”

”No. I travel too much.”

”I've always slept alone. Even when I was little, the nannies would turn off the lights and I'd be all by myself-in the dark.”

”What was it like, being emanc.i.p.ated at such a young age?”

”Painful.” She closed her eyes for a minute.

”Like you said at dinner, you never really get over the loss.”

Taddy looked as if she was trying to force a smile. But couldn't. ”It was a long time ago. Right now in my life, I try to look at the good things the universe has given me. I'm pretty blessed.”

Warner admired her for saying that. ”Yes, you are blessed with smarts, beauty and business success.”

She laughed, ”I didn't mean that exactly. I'm happy I have my friends.”

”What are they like?”

”Brave, fearless. I admire them.”

”Just like you,” Warner complimented.

”I never thought of it that way. But they are pretty fearless.”

”How so?”

”The week the judge declared me an independent was around Thanksgiving time. How ironic, right?”

He inhaled sharply, realizing this must be hard for her to talk about. But he was curious about Taddy and wanted to know more.

”My friend Blake, who works with me now, was also having a bad spell with his family.”

”Why?”

”He'd come to terms with being gay and hadn't told his parents. He was terrified they'd disown him.” Taddy pulled her body in closer to his.

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