Texas Hold 'Em by A Parker & Ali Parker

Author:A Parker & Ali Parker [Parker, A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2021-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Carrie

Fire.

Tex was an open flame in a dark room for me. He held space for me in darkness that I couldn’t see my way out of. He made my knees stronger, my back straighter, my head clearer. If not for him and the way he was looking at me that very second, I might very well have called Bates and told him the whole deal was off.

But that little flame danced in Tex’s eyes, and I didn’t dare lose sight of it. I wanted to hold it in my hands—no, I wanted to swallow it whole. I wanted to consume it, to become it.

Together.

Tex pressed two fingers under my chin and held my face up to his light as he leaned in to kiss me. It might have been my imagination, but I swore I could feel the warmth of his burn seconds before his lips grazed mine. He took his time, his lips gently finding mine like island waves lapping at a shallow shore. I stretched to the tips of my toes and suckled at his bottom lip. Could he feel how desperate I was for him?

Tex’s fingers left my chin and wandered into my hair. His mouth crashed against mine, his tongue slipped between my teeth, and his hips nearly crushed me against the wall. I didn’t mind. I tugged at him—at his shirt, his jeans, his shoulders, anything I could get my hands on.

He smiled against my mouth as I rubbed him over his pants. He was already hard, and I knew for certain my panties were already a mess. Even though I didn’t think it was possible, the fire burned a little hotter.

I pulled sharply at the belt loop on his jeans. “Take these off.”

His chuckle rumbled deep in his chest. “And just who do you think you are, giving me orders?”

The man was damn near incapable of letting a girl off the hook.

Feeling too greedy to rise to his bait, I tugged my own shirt off over my head and tossed it aside. He watched with hunger blazing in his eyes as the sun, now passing the highest point in the sky, dipped westward and began shining through the warehouse windows over our heads.

Dust danced in the rays of sunlight like fireflies while Tex stepped out of his jeans and pulled his shirt off over his head.

Using the wall at my back for stability, I bent at the knees and slid down its length until I sat in a crouch, balanced on the balls of my feet. Tex gazed down at me, his features painted in shadow as sunlight streamed in from above and he leaned over me. He braced himself with both hands on the wall high over my head while I freed him from the confines of his boxers.

He spilled out, swollen and heavy, and I took him in both hands.

As I worked him over, my pussy ached. All thoughts and worries of our impending doom had vanished from thought and no longer waged war on my insides.

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