One Lucky Deal (17 page)

“Tad.” Her hips came up in search of him and she grabbed him by his head and guided him to her nipple. The way she’d arched up for him and said his name worked him over.

He loved that she guided him to where she wanted him. It was sexy. Damn near everything about her was sexy. If his body was strong enough he was certain he could get lost in her desire for hours. As he laved her nipple with his tongue he couldn’t, though he wanted to, watch as she came undone.

Chapter 13

Candace was eating up the pleasure. She wanted more and more. She felt amazing, perfect, treasured. Tad worshiped her body, and it was intoxicatingly sexy. No wonder women knocked down his door to get more than just one chance at him. He was the most attentive partner she’d ever had and was almost scarily in tune with her.

He stretched her until she felt so deliciously full. He kissed the exact spots that would make her weak. He stroked where she needed to be stroked and teased her at all the right moments. He made love to her until she couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak, couldn’t see.

She tried to hold off. She wanted it to last forever. Her body gave out on her. She clenched around him so hard she was afraid she would break him. Her legs crushed him to her and her thighs shook around him. She tipped her head back, closed her eyes, and clung to him like he was her entire life.

Tad cupped her head, buried his face beside hers, and began to move inside her again when she eased her grip enough to allow him to. He sank his teeth into her shoulder. He still only lasted a few thrusts more than she did. She wasn’t usually so quick to finish, but she couldn’t hold anything back when it came to Tad.

He ground himself against her one last time, and Candace felt all of the pressure in his body deflate. Candace stroked his damp head and rained kisses over his cheek and neck. He tipped his head against hers and just breathed.

If she’d thought a second time would sate her desire for him any more than the first time, she was wrong. The instant he pulled out of her, she was dying to know when he would get back inside her.

The drive home was quiet. Candace was sucked into her own world of thoughts. She thought about Tad and wondered where they stood. Candace tried desperately to remove the grin from her face. It was goofy and she knew she was getting ahead of herself.

A place deep inside her wanted to get excited, and truthfully, already was. She was trying to hold back. She needed to hold herself back. Falling into Tad felt amazing, but falling and remembering on the way down that he wasn’t going to catch her was a little bit disconcerting.

“Second thoughts?” Tad asked into the dark cab. He didn’t turn to look at her until he’d turned the corner and they were driving down Main Street.

“No.”
Yes
. Of course she was having second thoughts. This was the scariest situation she’d ever navigated. If she wasn’t careful with her heart and her head this could end very badly. Just the idea that things would end at all was horrifying. “Are
you
having second thoughts?”

“Hell, no.” Tad reached over and brushed her hair away from her neck. “God, no.”

The way he talked to her had her pulse racing all the time. He kept her light-headed, dizzy, and delirious with desire. He ran his fingers over her neck, and she shivered at his touch. She looked over at him and his eyes were dark on her. She almost demanded that he pull over again but kept herself in check. She didn’t need to be jumping him at every corner.

After they had pulled into their driveway, Candace waited while Tad unlocked their front door. They both kicked their shoes off and Tad let the dogs outside while Candace begrudgingly cleaned up one of the dogs’ messes off the kitchen floor. What a crappy end to a really, really amazing day.

Tad was still barefoot on the back deck when Candace got in the shower. She had dirt everywhere, paint in her hair, and Tad had left his scent all over her skin. That last part made her feel sad to wash away.

She was out of the shower wearing nothing but a towel when she ran into Tad in the living room. He took one sweeping gaze at her that had her skin flushing hot pink. How he could look at her as if he wondered what was under her towel after just having seen everything and having been buried deeply inside her, she didn’t think she’d ever know.

“Where are you going?” He pulled her close to him by her waist.

“Bed.” He looked so good. His hair was a sexy mess, his stubble darker, and he was still dotted with paint handprints.

“You’re going the wrong way.” He swayed closer until their bodies were brushing.

“Not if I’m going to
my
bed.” She smiled up at him.

“
Is
that where you’re going?” Tad raised his eyebrow in question.

“No?”

“No,” Tad whispered and began walking her back across the room to his door.

“Again?” Candace asked in a low surprised voice.

Tad nodded, seemingly amused at her astonishment. “And maybe again after that too. Hell, maybe even all night.”

“Don’t promise anything you can’t deliver,” Candace warned him.

“I always deliver.”

She was starting to believe him.

*

Tad reached behind him, pushed open his door, and walked her inside his room. He closed it behind him quickly before any of their four-legged roommates got any wise ideas about making this a spectator sport.

“Let’s see what’s under here.” Tad tugged gently at her towel.

Candace caught it before she let it fall. “You know what’s under here.”

“Maybe that’s why I can’t wait any longer to see you again.” Tad moved her hand away and slowly they let her towel slip down around her ankles. “You’re amazing. Why have we waited so long to do this again?”

Candace didn’t answer him. When Tad pressed her up against the edge of the bed, Candace was forced to sit down on it.

“You’re always overdressed,” Candace whispered as she pushed up his shirt and kissed his stomach. Tad reached behind him and pulled it up over his neck. Candace unhooked his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped them enough that they fell off him. Next she pushed down his boxers and grasped his hard, heavy erection.

She looked up at him and then bent forward to wrap her mouth around his shaft. Tad groaned and fisted his hands into her hair. She took her time on him with slow, thorough strokes and licks. She sucked until her cheeks and jaw must have been sore, but Tad’s moans were louder than ever and that was apparently all the encouragement she needed.

When she came up for air, probably to give her jaw a rest, he urged her to stand. His hands were still clutched in her hair. He brought her abruptly to his mouth. His kiss was aggressive. She had such a power over him his only defense was to never give her a single chance to be in control. She didn’t seem to mind; every time he touched her she sank into it. The idea that this was not going to be their last time finally took some of the edge off his urgency for her.

“Come here.” Tad sat back on the bed and pulled her down with him as his back hit the mattress. He urged her to face the other direction, settling his face between her thighs, and she laid the other way, down the length of his body.

Tad grew harder just thinking about him having her in this position. He rubbed a hand over the swell of her ass and down her thighs. She shivered even as she licked her way down all along the length of his cock. He felt her smile when it jerked under her touch.

He kissed the soft, sweet skin of her inner thighs, inching closer to where he knew she wanted and needed him—until she was quivering. When his fingers finally came between her thighs to spread her lips apart, Tad whispered, “You’re pretty much perfect, Candy—do you know that?” He sucked a lip into his mouth, and she let out a shuddery breath. “You have the prettiest body I’ve ever seen. You smell incredible.” He sucked her other lip into his mouth, and between sucks he whispered against her. “Even after a run, I still love how you smell.” He kissed up to her ass cheeks and took just the smallest, littlest nip of her.

“Tad—” Candace responded with a tightening hand around his cock. It pulled a deep guttural groan from his throat.

Tad slid two fingers inside her, between her glistening folds. Candace, apparently, was too caught up in how that felt to focus on having him in her mouth. She eased back and tried to catch her breath. “Come here.” Tad slipped his fingers out of her and tugged back on her hips so he could really get his mouth on her. “I’m going to taste you,” he murmured.

Tad pressed his face into her hot, wet heat. She was shaking—he always made her shake. Her thighs strained and her nails dug into the sides of his hips.

He pulled back. “Oh God, Candace.” He flipped her off him, landing her on her back, and then spun her around so they were lying in the same direction. “You taste amazing.” He groaned, crawling up between her thighs. They kissed deeply, with open mouths and hot tongues.

He slid his fingers inside her and curled them. His thumb teased her clit until she was clinging to him, and then he eased back again. On his way back down between her legs, he stopped to sample her beautiful, always hard nipples.

“Jesus Christ—Tad.” Candace gasped roughly when he pushed her legs apart and slipped his lips back over to cover the apex of her thighs. His lips and tongue were relentless. She reached down and clutched his forearm and he clutched back.

She tipped her head back and cried out as an intense orgasm shook her body. He replaced his mouth with his fingers and that drove her to a whole new level of crazy.

“Oh yeah, baby.” Tad kissed her thigh. “That’s it. God, you’re so good,” he whispered before putting his mouth back on her.

*

“Tad—” Candace needed him to stop so she could come down from the peak he’d taken her to. She needed to breathe, but then Tad used both his mouth and his fingers at the same time. She thought she was going to die in ecstasy, but she crashed through a whole other wall. She came so hard she saw black spots in her vision.

Tad finally relented. She sucked in a deep breath of air even as her body continued to jerk and convulse. Tad had disappeared. She searched the dark room for him and found him at the edge of the bed, rolling on a condom.

She forced her wobbly knees to hold her because she wanted to be the one to do the touching, to do the driving now. She reached out for him. He came to her. She kissed him. She tasted herself on his lips, and that thought was so sexy it made her heady with desire. She pulled him back to the bed and forced him to lie back. He moaned already—knowing where this was headed.

Candace threw a leg over him. She wanted to eventually lick and kiss every inch of his hard body, but all she really wanted to do just then was feel him move inside her. She wanted to feel him stretch her, to watch his face—she wanted to ride him out of his freakin’ mind.

Candace reached back behind her and lifted his dick so she could guide herself down over it. She sat up and, inch by inch, slipped down around his shaft. Tad bit out a curse and sank his teeth into his fist. He tipped his head back and held his breath until she had taken his cock completely inside her. He then brought his hands to her hips to help set the pace. It was at first easy, slow complete grinds meant to tease, meant to have him gripping the sheets and gritting his teeth.

It worked. Tad was restless beneath her. His hips jerked up uncontrollably from under her, needing to go a little deeper, a little harder, a little faster.

“Candy. Baby, please.”

Because she wanted it just like he did, she gave it to him. Her heart melted and her body tightened at the endearments he used with her. Once she found the rhythm that was really working, she couldn’t hold back anymore. She rode herself until her toes were curling, and she held her breath as another orgasm ripped through her, leaving her holding her head—shuddering and quaking above him.

*

Tad flipped Candace over. He cupped her face and kissed her. His hips thrust slowly against her. She was so incredibly tight around him. He tucked his forehead against hers. Her eyes were wide and clear. Her lips tasted so sweet and the faint little pants of her breath he could feel against his neck had something shifting in his chest.

He knew he should look away but he couldn’t seem to find it in him to do so. He felt the pressure building and he tightened his hold on her. His breath caught as he pushed deeply inside her. He watched her watch him and it made him lose his mind. He let go. He let it come over him and gave it over to her completely.

When he couldn’t take the intimacy of eye contact any longer he shut his and hugged her tightly to him. He pressed his mouth to her neck and stayed there, kissing the sweet, sensitive skin until he could think straight again.

Tad got up to go to the bathroom and take care of the condom. He tried to rub that spot in his chest that was starting to ache. His fingers couldn’t reach it. He had a sinking suspicion as to what it was, and it scared him shitless.

He looked in the mirror at his reflection. He scanned his eyes, his face, and wondered if it was written all over him. He couldn’t believe he’d go and do something stupid like start getting feelings, deep feelings—the under the skin kind of feelings.

He went back to his bedroom a little leery of what he’d just realized, and it didn’t make him feel like he could move mountains, or make him want to burst out in song or anything like that. Candace didn’t do relationships. He was the one chasing her. Maybe all he needed to do was take a backseat role for a little bit. He needed to find his inner Tad and get reacquainted.

“Hey.” He smiled at Candace who was still out flat on her back. She laughed and
hey
ed him back. “We’re going to have to try the all-night thing some other time.” Tad grimaced. “I’m spent.” He reached for a pair of shorts and pulled them up his legs.

“Well…” Candace grinned and eased herself up to her elbow. “That’s nothing new—you always owe me.”

“But I deliver … eventually.” Tad laughed and waited to lie down until Candace made a decision. She was either going to snuggle deeper into his bed or she was going to get up and head across the house to her own bed. He figured this was going to give him a pretty clear image of what her feelings were for him.