I stared at her, eyes wide, my thoughts bouncing around like pinballs. “With the exception of the way I handled fatherhood, I’ve never regretted anything more.”
“Regretted what? You didn’t doanything.”
“Exactly.”
She placed her hand on my chest. “It was wrong of me to let you think I’d left, though. I’m sorry for toying with your emotions.”
“I’ll live.” My breathing finally started to slow.
She placed her hand on my face and searched my eyes. “You really do care about me. I know that now.”
I pressed my body against hers, a fire igniting at the feel of her breasts against my chest. My eyes burned into hers.
“I think I deserve to be punished,” she murmured.
“You fucking minx.” I gritted my teeth. “You’re gonna drive me to the madhouse.”
She pushed her tits more firmly against me, her eyes brimming with desire. I instantly hardened, somehow knowing I wasn’t coming back from this.
“Everyone has a breaking point, Blair.”
“Do they?”
I nodded. “Welcome to mine.”
Wrapping my hand around her waist, I yanked her into a searing kiss. I just hoped she’d forgive me for what I was about to do.
Chapter 11
BLAIR
My body felt like it had been engulfed in flames.
Tate’s hands were around my ass, squeezing as our tongues moved against each other. I couldn’t taste him fast enough, couldn’t explore his body with my hands fast enough, couldn’t have him inside me fast enough. Ineededhim.
“Please fuck me,” I begged. There was no time to beat around the bush.
Tate spoke over my mouth. “I wish I could stop this—”
“I’m grateful you can’t.” I raked my hands through his hair, my panties already drenched. I’d never imagined being with a man so muscular, so strong. My arousal had reached a level I didn’t think humanly possible. “Don’t stop, Tate, I need you.”
“You needme?” He laughed against my mouth. “I fucking needyou.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and attempted to climb him. Tate carried me over to the wall, and as my back pressed against it, a zap of adrenaline hit.
He paused for a moment and looked into my eyes. “I don’t know how to be gentle. I’m afraid I’m too much for you.”
“I don’twantyou to be gentle right now. I want you to fuck me as hard as you want. I want you to do everything to me.”
“Fuck,” he muttered as he kissed down my throat. “When I thought you were gone, I was goddamn miserable.”
Bending my head back, I panted. “I would never have left you without saying goodbye.”
He buried his face in my neck. “I need to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock at least once before I die.”
“I’m counting on more than once.”
Tate carried me over to the bed and toppled us onto the mattress.
