You're Tops
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“Hmm.” Negotiable. He popped a blank heart into his mouth and continued to read the conversational sayings. “Ah, just what I want, and this’ll work as well.” He placed one in the dent in her belly, and the last heart, he buried beneath her feathery mound, seating it on top of her clit.
“Hey, what do those say?” she mumbled around the sweet between her lips.
“You’ll find out.” Tucker set the bowl aside, stood, and tore open the condom. Holding her gaze, he rolled it on slowly, fisting his hand down his shaft, then back up. “Ready to play?”
“Might burst into flames if you don’t stop talking.”
Climbing onto the lounger, he straddled her hips carefully and leaned over until his lips were a breath away. “What are my rules, pet?”
Regina sighed, already tasting him, feeling him, and eagerly awaiting another wild ride. “No coming and no hands.” She wanted to wiggle restlessly but didn’t want to dislodge the sweets dotting her body. But damn, she was eager for him to claim each heart. She had a feeling he’d already claimed the heart pounding inside her.
“Good. Game on.” His lips claimed hers, the tip of his tongue tracing her lips, then playfully snaking out to take the sweet from her. Her giggle turned to a moan when he deepened the gentle, playful kiss into pure passion that left her gasping.
His mouth trailed along her jaw, licking, nipping, and sucking the pulsing point of her throat. The feel of his lips, the suction of his mouth sent tingly heat arrowing into each nipple then deep in her center until she groaned. It wasn’t easy to keep from shifting beneath him, from thrusting her hips upward to feel his cock slide against her.
“I love each and every freckle on your body.” His tongue blazed a trail of heat over the swell of one breast. He studied the candy. “Let’s Ride, pet. See where this takes us.”
Before she could reply, he sucked her hard, drawing her puckered nipple deep into his mouth. His teeth scraped the tender flesh as he pulled away. She grabbed the edge of the lounger with her hands. Each suck, each scrape of teeth sent bolt of electrical charges crashing into her center and into her throbbing clit.
“God, that feels good.” She whimpered. “What if the rides gets too scary?”
He lifted his head, her breast sliding out of his mouth. “We talk. We’ll set boundaries.” He circled her other nipple with his tongue, lapping every inch before plucking the heart off with his lips. He leaned forward, placed the treat in her mouth.
“Top Dog,” he grinned. “I’ll always be willing to listen. I want to pleasure you, Gina, take you on a sexual journey.” He kissed her, then traveled lower, his hands stroking along her sides, along her thighs, then back up to the soft, sensitive flesh.
He picked up the heart with his teeth and held it up for her to read.
U R Hot.
She sucked in a deep breath. Warmth stole through her. With Tucker, she felt hot, desirable, and wanted—sexually and for herself. It thrilled her to know he wanted to see where their attraction and their once upon a time infatuations took them. Could those long ago feelings truly blossom into true love?
Watching that dark head slid lower, feeling his hands on her thighs, creeping up to frame her sex, she let worries of what might be, could be, slide from her mind and gave herself over to his expert ministrations. His tongue swirled around her slit, licking and lapping as though she were a tasty treat.
He kissed her along each side of her labia, and when he reached her clit, he lifted his head, pinched the last candy heart between thumb and forefinger. “You’re Mine. Mine, Gina.” He kissed her almost chastely on her throbbing nub, then slid up her body and eased his cock into her pussy.
“I think you have that wrong, Tucker. You’re mine.” Regina grinned, and knowing what it meant, she lifted her hands, draped them over his head, and wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him deep inside her.
“Dare I hope you are asking to be punished later, my sweet sub?” He withdrew nearly all the way then thrust deep.
Groaning, Regina bucked her hips, amazed at how powerful it felt to be so completely joined with another. “Maybe.”
He chuckled. “No maybes, pet.”
She had a vision of herself cuffed to his bed, restrained to the point of not being able to move and being totally helpless, yet in full power and control as it would be with her more than heartfelt consent. “Do your worst, Sir. Now, what does that last heart say?” God, she’d never be able to eat her favorite candy without remembering this.
Grinning mischievously, he slipped his hands beneath her and flipped them on the chair, nearly tipping them over. She moaned as she seated herself firmly on him, taking him deeper. With her wrists still bound, palms flat on his chest, she lifted a brow when he untied the bow and freed her hands.
Looking at the last heart, he held it up for her to see.
You’re Tops.
Regina laughed. He was letting her top him, take charge, but more, he was telling her that when it came to sex, he saw her as an equal, recognized that, though she enjoyed being submissive, there were times when she might want or need to be in control, and he was good with that. Looked like she had her very own Valentine hero after all, with candy hearts instead of flowers and chocolate.
Tucker placed the candy between his lips. “It’s yours, Gina. Take it, and let’s ride.”
About the Author
Sydney St. Claire is the pseudonym of Susan Edwards, author of Historical Native American/Western/Paranormal romances and of the popular White Series. During her career, she has been nominated for the Romantic Times Career Achievement Award for Western Historical and Reviewer’s Choice Best Book Award.
Sydney takes her readers into the world of erotic romance where her characters come together in explosive passion as they solve life’s problems and find true love along with the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.
She credits her mother for her writing success. Encouraged to read, Susan always preferred happy endings, which meant romances were her favorite genre.
Susan resides in California. Her office is quite crowded with two small dogs at her feet, another huge girl in her recliner, and five cats to keep her company while she writes. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising…
When not writing, she enjoys crafts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch, and knitting. She and her husband of thirty-plus years are avid gardeners. Camping, fishing, biking, and hiking are other outdoor pursuits she enjoys. She is, of course, an avid reader and hates cooking and housework.
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