“Yeah, Cowboy. Drop those pants.”
CHAPTER 52
Tally
My stomach flutters in anticipation the moment Walker swings open the door to the cottage.Home.
“Where do you want to christen first?” he asks with a roguish grin as he holds me in the entryway.
I roll my teeth over my bottom lip, completely famished, and yet still I can’t help but tease him. “Doubt there’s an inch of this place we haven’t already touched.”
Walker smirks. “That a challenge? Because I promise, Tally, there are ways I haven’t had you in this house.” A kaleidoscope of positions flip through my mind, and he chuckles like he can see the Rolodex of ideas. “Dirty girl, you were fucking made for me.”
I won’t argue that. “We’ve got a lifetime to test out all those positions, but right now I just need you, inside me. No games, no teasing. Make love to me, Walker.”
His eyes light up like that’s the best thing he’s ever heard, and without hesitating, he carries me toward the bedroom. There’s a pale yellow comforter on the bed and more pillows than I can count. It looks beyond cozy and not at all the same as yesterday. “Where’d you—” I shake my head. I don’t know why I’m continually surprised by this man’s thoughtfulness.
Walker ignores my question as he tosses me onto the bed. And then, with one hand, he reaches behind him and pulls his shirt over his head, exposing an expanse of skin andmuscles for my eyes to feast on. Walker’s own eyes smolder, holding mine as he slips off his shoes and unbuttons his jeans before pushing them down with his boxers. His cock springs up, and my mouth waters. God, I love this man.
And because we’re no longer afraid to tell each other that, I say those three words out loud.
His fiery gaze softens, and those brown eyes caramelize. My chest grows hot under his loving stare. “I love you, Tally girl.” Then that wolfish grin returns as he grips his cock and gives it a firm stroke. “Now strip.”
Hungry for a taste, I sit up and reach for him but he pulls back. “Tits, Tally, I need to see your tits. Then you can swallow me down or do whatever you fucking want. But please, baby, let me see you first.”
I smile and tug the spandex over my head, and he hisses the second my breasts spill into view.
Reaching out, he tweaks one and my head falls back. There’s nothing like the feeling of his skin against mine. Not a thing compares to his hands on me. “These are my fucking favorite,” he rasps. “Want to lick them and bite them and fuck them and come all over them.”
“You telling me your list of things again? Getting forgetful in your old age. I already told you that we have forever to try it all out.”
He chuckles and pinches my nipple, making me whimper. “Brat. Think I’m going to drag out that orgasm now. Make you really work for it.”
My eyes light up. Sounds like a reward to me.
As if he can read my mind, Walker shakes his head and laughs. “Get over here, Wildflower. I want to eat that pussy while I fuck your mouth.”
I shake my head and curl my finger, ordering him closer.
Walker drops a knee on the bed and wraps his fist around his cock again. “What? You can’t wait that long?”
I shake my head. “Not today. Right now I need you inside me. Need to feel you pulsing as I come all over your cock.”
“Fuck, Wildflower, you’re—” He shakes his head, wonder in his gaze. “I fucking love you.”
“Show me,” I beg.
Walker settles between my open thighs and drags a finger through my sex. “You’re more than ready for me.”
I nod, aware that I’m soaked, before I reach up and wrap a hand around his neck, tugging him down until his lips are pressed against mine. Then, with a shared breath, we hold each other’s gazes as he presses inside me.
Between one heartbeat and the next, I’m complete. As Walker’s hips hit mine, and he sinks fully inside me, my mouth opens and his tongue tangles with mine. What starts as a slow, sensual kiss becomes more desperate as the seconds bleed together. I wrap a leg around Walker’s waist and hold him to me while he fucks me with a raw intensity I haven’t experienced before.
“More,” I whimper desperately, not sure what I’m even asking for anymore.
Walker kisses down my jaw and then sucks on my neck, and I arch into him. When he bites my nipple, I feel the slow build low in my belly.
Five fingers wrap around my throat and squeeze gently. “Don’t ever leave me again,” he warns as he holds me in place and fucks me slowly. It’s decadent, being devoured by this man. I’m molten as liquid rushes through my limbs, forcing my toes to curl.
