Cricket: Contemporary Romance Novella Read Free Page B

please.”
    “My sweet Cricket.” He lowered himself next to me, staying propped up on his elbow as he stared at me. His hands smoothed along my belly and down between my legs. His fingers slid through the cream that was now surging between the folds of my pussy. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to do this?” With that, his fingers pushed inside of me. My moan floated up into the quiet room. His thumb stroked my clit with all the skill I would have expected from him. I hadn’t imagined any of it. Tate was a man who was not just wonderful to look at but who knew exactly what a woman wanted. And I wanted him.
    He maneuvered himself between my legs and pushed his hand beneath my bottom, lifting my pussy higher. I cried out and clutched the blanket as his tongue flicked across my clit. He used one hand to keep me elevated while using the second hand to tease the tender, wet folds. My thighs tightened around him as his mouth pressed against my pussy. I rocked against his tongue as it dove inside of me, licking every intimate part. Every touch and stroke of his tongue was made with masterful precision, and it took me only minutes to reach that point where there was no turning back.
    “Yes, Tate, please don’t stop.” My pussy clenched around his hand and his mouth continued to devour me as I came.
    He reached to the dresser for a condom. He leaned down between my thighs.
    “I can’t believe I’m doing the nasty with Tate Harris,” I said lamely.
    “The nasty?” He laughed. “This isn’t nasty. One day soon, I’ll show you nasty. This is me making love to the girl who I’ve been crazy about for years.”
    My throat tightened at his words.
    He lowered himself down over me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. His mouth came down over mine as he pushed inside of me, filling the delicious ache that he’d left behind with his tongue and hands. We moved in perfect rhythm, like two people who’d known each other forever. He rocked against me faster and harder, and his fingers clutched my naked bottom as if he worried I would pull away. But I had no intention of it. I’d been waiting forever to be in his arms and it felt more right than ever.
    “Fuck yeah,” he muttered and thrust into me one last time before a groan of release rolled up from his throat.
    He rolled down next to me and pulled me into his arms. His heart was pounding in his chest as I pressed my face against him. We sat there in the dark absorbing what had just happened.
    Finally, he tightened his arms around me. “My sister is never going to let us hear the end of this. She knew exactly what she was doing.”
    “Yep, that little schemer. That wonderful, awesome little schemer.” I kissed his chest and peered up at him. “All this time…” I smiled and rested my head back down against him.
    “Yep, all this time, my sweet Cricket.”