His laughter was low and sensual. He caught the hard bud between his teeth and teased the nub with his tongue, sometimes barely brushing it and other times pressing down hard. Heat filled her, threatening to burn her alive. “I can’t take any more,” she moaned as her head thrashed from side to side.

  He released her clit and nipped the inside of her thigh. “I’m just getting started.” The promise combined with the deep rumble of his voice made her quiver.

  She closed her eyes, unable to bear the intensity of his gaze. She feared he could see right to her very soul and uncover her deepest fears, her lost dreams, the hopes she’d never even dare admit to herself. But shutting her eyes only made the physical sensations all the more intense.

  He didn’t give her time to marshal any defenses. He lifted one of her legs from his shoulders and started to nibble on her toes. Her eyes flew open and she sucked in her breath, unable to believe what he was doing. He slid his tongue over her toes and around her ankle as his strong fingers massaged her instep. Her toes curled and her foot arched at his touch. This man is incredible, was her only coherent thought. And dangerous.

  Taking his time, he continued his leisurely foray up her leg, lifting it so he could lick at the sensitive spot behind her knee. Emma nearly jumped out of her skin, but Tucker was nowhere near finished. He left a hot trail of kisses up the inside of her thigh and licked the crease at the top. Every nerve ending in her leg quivered in anticipation of what he might do next.

  He pushed her leg up toward her chest so her knee was bent. Then he lifted her hand and tucked it behind her thigh so that she could support her own leg in this new position. He held his hand over hers. “Keep your leg there.”

  Her mouth dry, Emma found it difficult to swallow. She nodded and made sure her grip was solid. His eyes smoldered with desire as he picked up her other foot and began to nibble her toes. She moaned when she realized he was going to do the same thing to the other leg.

  By the time he bent her other leg into her chest and wrapped her hand around her thigh, she was gasping for breath. She couldn’t take any more of his sensual torture. “I need you, Tucker,” she managed to gasp out. She started to lower her legs, but he placed his big hands on the insides of her thighs and stopped her.

  Keeping her legs tucked tight to her body, he spread them as wide as they would go. “Just like this,” he whispered. Then he slid one of his long fingers inside her. Yes, this was what she needed, what her body craved.

  He withdrew slowly and added a second finger when he pushed back inside. A low moan escaped her. Tucker was a master of sensual torture, and he wasn’t finished with her. He stroked her throbbing clit, occasionally varying the pressure. Emma cried out, her inner muscles clamping down hard around his thick fingers. She was totally open and unbearably aroused.

  Tucker watched her intently. A bead of sweat seeped from his temple as the heat from their bodies made the already sweltering room even hotter. She was right on the edge of climaxing when he pulled away from her. A cry of dismay escaped her.

  “Just one second, baby.” He stroked her belly with one hand and reached behind himself with the other. He grabbed his discarded shorts, rummaged through the pockets and pulled out a condom. Before he could open it, she dropped her legs back down to the floor, rolled over, and came up on her knees in front of him.

  Emma was panting, her body screaming for release. She ignored the throbbing ache between her thighs. She didn’t like being the only one out of control. He’d had his fun. He’d teased her until she’d practically begged him for release. Now it was time to even the playing field. If she was going to toss aside common sense and lose herself to the sexual attraction that exploded whenever they were together, then he darn well was too.

  His cock was huge as it rose straight up from his body. The dark veins pulsed as blood pumped through it, making it grow even larger before her very eyes. A bead of liquid seeped from the tip as she stared at him. He had tasted her and now it was her turn.

  • • •

  Tucker froze when Emma pulled away. She wasn’t going to stop him now, was she? Shit, why had he teased her? He should have fucked her mindless when she’d asked instead of trying to draw out the anticipation.

  “Emma?” She wasn’t looking at him. Rather, she was, but not at his face. No, she was staring at his dick. She was on her knees in front of him, her eyes focused on his erection. The damn thing swelled even more.

  Then she did the last thing he expected. She slowly bent and licked the red bulbous tip of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head and licked off the liquid that seeped from the slit. He’d never seen anything as sexy in his life.

  “Yes. Shit, don’t stop.” He wrapped one hand around the back of her head, gently urging her closer.

  She smiled and he knew she was enjoying herself. He also knew this was payback for his earlier teasing. He was tough. He’d just suck it up and take whatever she gave him. And he shouldn’t even think the word “suck” right now. It wouldn’t take much for him to come.

  Emma nuzzled his shaft from tip to base. Then she licked her way back to the top before rolling her tongue around the head again. Tucker threaded his fingers through her hair, anchoring them both.

  She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and squeezed before slowly pumping up and down the entire length. More liquid seeped from the tip and she swiped at it with her tongue. His balls clenched and he groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair.

  Emma glanced up and gave him a mischievous smile that promised trouble. Before he could process what it might mean, she opened her mouth and took him in. Tucker thought he might have seen stars as explosions seemed to detonate inside him.

  He’d had women go down on him before, but it had never felt this intense, this amazing. Taking his groan of pleasure as encouragement, Emma hollowed her cheeks and sucked his swollen shaft.

  She seemed a little unsure at first, but quickly found a rhythm, using her hands and mouth until he couldn’t stand another second. It was too good, too much. He didn’t want to come and not take her with him.

  It took a supreme effort, but Tucker tugged on her hair until she released him. She gave a small cry of dismay and tried to take him into her mouth, but he stopped her.

  “This way,” he urged her. He lay flat on the floor and positioned her so she was facing away from him with her legs on either side of his face and her sex spread wide. The musky scent of her arousal intoxicated him.

  “Bend forward,” he instructed. He placed his hand in the middle of her back and gave a gentle pressure. Emma leaned down so her breasts were pillowed against his stomach and her mouth hovered in front of his cock.

  He grasped her hips, pulled her pussy down to his mouth and teased her clit with his tongue before thrusting it inside her opening. Emma instinctively pushed down to meet his thrusting tongue. He curled his fingers around the full cheeks of her ass and held her where he wanted her.

  He slid his tongue out and replaced it with his fingers. She gave a shriek of pleasure and retaliated by closing her warm, wet mouth over the crown of his cock. Tucker groaned when she cupped his sac and rolled his balls between her fingers. She wrapped her free hand around the base of his shaft and stroked his entire length. Occasionally, she’d swirl her tongue around the top before taking him as deep as she could into her mouth.

  The entire experience was unbelievably erotic and incredibly arousing. His arms and legs shook with the hunger growing inside him.

  Tucker forced himself to focus on Emma. As pleasurable as it was to have her mouth on him, he didn’t want to come that way. Not this time, anyway. He needed to bury his cock inside her, to join them together. It had been far too long.

  He teased her clit with his tongue and thrust his fingers into her tight core. Emma was close. He was coming to know her body well and recognized the telltale fluttering. “Come for me, Emma.” He needed her to come first. It was important that she find her pleasure before him.

  He had no idea what would happen when they were done. Would she stay or would she back away from him again? If she was going to leave, he was going to give her one hell of a memory to take with her.

  Emma cried out, pulled her mouth away from his dick and buried her face in his groin. She shook uncontrollably, her entire body quivering. Her inner muscles clamped down hard on his fingers as she came. Determined to wring the last drop of pleasure out of her, he worked her with his lips and tongue until she gave one final shudder and collapsed in a heap on top of him.

  Tucker lifted her off of him and searched for the condom he’d dropped earlier. Emma rolled onto her back and languidly watched him rip open the packet and sheath his cock. He crawled on top of her, guided his cock to her opening and pushed his way inside her swollen, pulsating sex.

  He closed his eyes and said a prayer. It was like having his dick encased in wet silk. Her inner muscles contracted, pulling him deeper. Tucker groaned and supported his upper body on his forearms so he didn’t crush her.

  Emma’s eyelids fluttered open and she smiled at him. He felt like the king of the world. She raised her legs and locked them around his waist. Tucker leaned down and kissed her, tasting himself on her lips. His shaft flexed and jerked inside her.

  He withdrew and plunged deep again. Emma moaned and tightened around him. Tucker rocked his body against hers, finding a rhythm that pleased them both. Her fingernails dug into his sweat-slick shoulders. The slapping sound of their damp flesh and the panting of their breathing were the only sounds in the unnaturally quiet apartment.

  Tucker’s entire concentration was focused on their mutual sexual pleasure. He wanted her to come again. Emma bit her bottom lip and he couldn’t resist kissing her again. His tongue plundered her mouth even as he drove his cock into her.

  Emma skimmed her hands over his biceps. She drove her tongue wildly into his mouth. Her sense of urgency fired his.

  He shifted position, grasped her bottom with one hand and levered her up to meet his downward thrust. She dug her feet into his butt, meeting his every pounding stroke.

  Pressure gripped his balls and started to shoot up his shaft. Desperate for her to find release again, he reared back on his heel and reached between their bodies. He stroked her sensitive flesh once, twice, and then she was screaming his name.

  Like a rocket exploding, Tucker came hard, jerking and spilling himself into the condom. He shook with the power of his release. He had just enough presence of mind to pull out before slumping to the carpet beside her.

  He dragged Emma into his arms and cradled her close. His heart was racing and he was sucking in air as if he’d just sprinted a quarter of a mile. Emma rested her cheek against his chest and curled into his embrace.

  This is where she belonged. This is where Tucker planned to keep her.

  Chapter Eight

  Emma didn’t know how much time passed before Tucker finally moved. She didn’t know how he could find the strength. Between the oppressive heat and the overwhelming sex, she was lethargic and sleepy. Her entire body was slick with perspiration and her arms and legs felt like limp noodles. She figured that she might be ready to move by sometime tomorrow.

  “Emma.” She smiled when he said her name, but couldn’t quite manage to open her eyes. He gave a rough laugh, and a second later slid his arms underneath her and picked her up off the floor.

  She groaned and leaned her head on his shoulder. “How come you have enough energy to carry me?” It wasn’t fair.

  He rubbed his chin against the top of her head. “I’m highly motivated.”

  She tilted her head back and opened her eyes. “Motivated?” Surely he couldn’t mean what she thought he did. She stared at him in wonder. She’d already come twice and he’d just come a couple of minutes ago.

  Tucker planted a quick hard kiss on her lips. “You didn’t think we were finished, did you? It’s been a long two months, Emma.” He carried her into his bedroom and kissed her again before lowering her to the bed.

  She didn’t like the reminder of the time they’d spent apart. That just got her to thinking about the wisdom of her actions right now. And honestly, she was feeling too darn good to worry. She’d rather focus on the here and now.

  The sheets were cool against her overheated skin and she stretched like a contented cat. If anyone had asked her yesterday if she’d ever thought she’d see the inside of Tucker’s bedroom, she would have emphatically stated no. There was no way she could have anticipated the events that had brought them back together again. Since she was here, she was admittedly curious and stared around the room with interest.

  It was painted a rich cream color and filled with large, dark wood furniture. The bed was king-sized and there was a matching armoire and chest of drawers. That was all she managed to see before her gaze was drawn back to Tucker. While she’d been busy examining the bedroom, he’d removed the used condom and rolled on another one. Her eyes widened at the size of his cock. He was fully aroused and ready to go again.

  “See what you do to me.” His voice was rough as he came down on the bed next to her. He captured her hands in one of his and raised them over her head. She’d never seen such a look of naked desire and need on a man’s face before. It scared her a little, but it also touched something deep inside her.

  He lowered his body over hers, covering her and trapping her legs under him. Feeling overwhelmed, she struggled in his grip, but was unable to move as he held her gently but securely.

  “No, don’t fight me,” he crooned in her ear.

  In spite of her uncertainties, Emma responded to his gentling tone, and her body relaxed against his. Tucker nibbled her earlobe before trailing a line of kisses along her jaw. He moved his lips over hers, barely touching them. She strained toward him, wanting a deeper contact, but he pulled away and stared down at her.

  “Why did you fight the attraction between us for so long?” His voice was calm, but she sensed an underlying desire to truly understand.

  “Because you scare me to death.” The words flew from her mouth before she could stop them, but once they were out she felt as if a weight was off her shoulders. It was nothing more than the truth.

  She felt his shock and his gaze narrowed. He stared at her for a long time before sighing. “You know I’d never harm you, right?”

  Emma knew she’d hurt him and was sorry for it. That hadn’t been her intent. But if they were to ever have a relationship of any kind they needed to deal with this. “Physically, I trust you not to hurt me,” her voice quavered. She paused, took a breath and continued. “But emotionally—” She swallowed hard and tried again. “Emotionally, you could—badly.”

  Her vulnerability lay before them. She was stripped bare both physically and emotionally. Tears welled in her eyes. She closed them but was unable to keep one tear from slipping down her cheek.

  “Oh, honey,” he groaned. He used his thumb to brush away the lone tear from her face. “Don’t cry. We’ll work it all out.” She wasn’t as certain as he was, but she was tired of running.

  He sat back on his knees and carefully removed the one nipple ornament that was still attached. It dangled from his fingers as he placed it safely on the bedside table. “We must have lost the other one in the living room. We can find it later.” Bending down, he laved both nipples with his tongue. “I don’t want you to get sore,” he murmured between licks. “It’s always supposed to be about pleasure.”

  Emma noticed that he hadn’t given any indication about how he felt about their relationship. Instead, he’d distracted her with the physical aspect of it. And foolish as it might be, she was more than willing to let him.

  She didn’t want to talk. It only made her feel vulnerable, not something she particularly enjoyed. Instead, she turned her attention to the growing dampness between her legs. The physical attraction was something she could understand. It was chemistry, pure and simple.

  She ignored the niggling voice in the back of her head that whispered it was much more. She liked Tucker, a lot. It would be far too easy to fall in love with him. And as irrational as it might be, she found it difficult to trust a good-looking, silver-tongued man to stay.

  The sensible part of her knew Tucker wasn’t her father, but that didn’t stop her from wanting to protect her heart. Much better to focus on sex. They had no troubles there.

  As if he was able to sense her thoughts, he stroked his fingers between her legs. She couldn’t hold back her gasp of pleasure. “We’re good together.” Tucker kissed and licked a path down her torso. He nipped at her hipbones and nuzzled her mound. “Very good.”

  “Yes,” she moaned in agreement as he spread her folds and sucked on her engorged clit. No matter what else was between them, there was no denying the explosive physical connection that existed. His clever fingers skimmed over her warm, moist flesh before slipping inside. Her hips arched up eagerly to receive them.

  “I want to take you from behind.” He stroked his thumb over her clit as his fingers continued to slide in and out. “I want you on your hands and knees with your ass in the air.”

  His words stoked the flames of desire within her. Without giving herself time to think, she rolled over in the bed and came up on her hands and knees. A fierce need to satisfy this man filled her. Bending her arms so that she was supporting her weight on her forearms, she arched her back like a cat and thrust her behind in the air.

  “Wider.” Tucker knelt behind her and used his legs to urge hers open. He cupped her behind in his big hands and gently caressed both globes.

  Emma pushed her knees apart until she was completely open to him. He squeezed her behind. “You’ve got a gorgeous ass.” He leaned down and nipped at her flesh. Emma startled and then moaned as the love bite sent shivers up her spine.