Waiting for Healing (Nashville Nights) by Sarah Pirtle

Author:Sarah Pirtle [Pirtle, Sarah & Pirtle, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

TAYLOR

Tucker all but throws me onto the open tailgate of his Bronco when we make it back down to the base of the mountain. He slides my legs open to stand between them, as his hands tangle in my hair and his lips are back on mine. He kisses me like he needs this moment more than air, and I kiss him back the same. My arm wraps around his shoulders as I slide my body towards him. He lets his hands fall from my hair, gripping my thighs before he slides his fingers up to the hem of my black linen shorts. I let out a soft moan when he moves a hand into them and runs his fingers over the unmistakable wetness. He pulls his lips from mine, making me whimper at the loss.

“Already so wet for me,” Tucker growls as he slides the thin fabric to the side. He runs a finger along my entrance, teasing my clit before pulling away.

“Why did you stop?” I pant, unable to hide the intense desire in my voice.

“I need you to tell me how badly you want this,” he demands, as he kisses my neck, swiping a finger along my center once more. “Because I’ve been very patient. I’ve dreamed about the things I would do to you for far too long for you to change your mind.” He nips at my neck, licking the pain away right after. “Tell me how much you want this, Peach. Do you want me to touch you? Do you want me to make you come with my name on those perfect, pouty lips of yours?” I can feel myself dripping with desire for this man. And all I want is for him to feel it too.

“Yes, Tucker. Please, please touch me.” I grind my hips against his hand, trying to find relief that he’s taunting me with. He finally slides one finger in, working me until I’m ready to take a second. My head falls back as a moan escapes my lips. He grabs me around the neck, pulling me back into him. His fingers curl inside me, swallowing each whimper that falls from my lips as he does. He moves his thumb to start circling my clit and my hips rotate with the movement of his hands.

“Oh, my god. Tucker.” I can feel my orgasm building, but just as I’m reaching that high, he removes his hand. “No,” I whine. He pushes me on my back and rips my shorts and underwear off in a matter of seconds.

“Spread,” he demands. I don’t hesitate to do what he says. When my legs fall open he just stares, looking more primal than I’ve ever seen a man look with me.

“So fucking perfect.” He slides his fingers back in effortlessly, and runs his tongue along my pussy. My hands find his hair and my eyes drift closed. His fingers curl hitting the spot that’s bringing me closer to the edge, and his tongue works my clit like he’s absolutely starved for me.

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