Wilde Edge, page 12
His fingers slipped between them, massaging her clit in slow circles, preparing her body for his as he kissed her again. She was slick and ready for him, her swollen clit so sensitive that even the lightest of touches had her trembling.
Jo’s voice came out as a breathy whisper. “You saved me too. If you hadn’t been there…” She trailed off with a soft shiver as memories of the night Greg had come after her came rushing back, only to be banished with Tag’s next words.
“I want to marry you before this baby is born. I want you to have my ring and my last name, and I want us to be a family. All legal and proper so no one can even think of trying to take you away from me. Ever.”
Tears blurred her vision and spilled onto her cheeks. This was an impossibly perfect, wonderful moment, and Jo wanted to remember every second of it. She shifted her hips, claiming his body and taking it into hers as she leaned in and gave him a tear-baptized kiss. “Yes, I’ll marry you, Taggart Wilde. I want forever with you.”
They made love slowly, one of his hands on her hip, guiding her up and down his cock as his tongue breached her mouth with the same slow rhythm. His free hand stroked her everywhere he could reach. Thighs, hips, back, arms, and breasts, he explored every inch of her, leaving a trail of scintillating fire wherever he touched.
Hunger built with every caress, but stronger than the hunger was a connection that flowed between them until she could feel every beat of his heart against her own chest and felt the warmth of his breath mingle with her own. He was so deep inside her body that she could sense every pulse of his cock against her inner walls. She gripped, he groaned, the two of them chasing the elusive tail of an orgasm that she already knew would be as memorable as everything else in this moment.
When she flexed her inner walls around him again, Tag growled into her mouth. He quickened the tempo of their kiss, replacing the beat of their languorous lovemaking with something wilder. His teeth grazed her lower lip and his hand slid lower, moving from hip to the plump curve of her ass. Fingers dug into her soft flesh, lifting her higher and urging her to go faster. Tag threw back his head and groaned, shuddering beneath her as his cock grew longer and thicker, stroking along nerve endings Jo never imagined she had.
Pushed to her breaking point, Jo leaned in close and buried her face into the crook of his neck, as her moans of pleasure grew louder. She ground down on his cock and he wedged his fingers between their bodies, working her clitoris with his talented fingers until she was shaking with the need to come.
“That’s right, angel. Come for me. Milk my cock with that sweet pussy of yours until I blow.”
She did just that, her body convulsing in the first throes of an orgasm that swept through her with the force of a tidal wave. Her senses were still reeling when Tag gripped her hips and started moving her again, guiding her up and then slamming her back onto his thighs so that he bottomed out with every thrust. She could hear his breath rasping from his chest, and when he finally came he groaned her name in low, shuddering tones.
His hips jerked and she felt him empty himself inside her, the liquid heat of his load coating her inner walls. When he was done, he wrapped her in his arms and held her close, murmuring soft words against her skin so softly she couldn’t make out what he was saying. Not that it mattered, she could hear his heart speaking clearly, whispering to hers about a love that would never end.
Jo settled into Tag’s embrace, snuggling in so that her cheek was pressed to the phoenix tattoo on his chest. “You know, my daddy always warned me to stay away from bad boys. He was convinced some long-haired, tattooed, guy with a hot car was going to take advantage of his sweet little girl.”
“Well, he was wrong about that. I’m going to take good care of his little girl, and his grandchild too.”
“We’re going to take good care of you too.”
The End
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