28. Tucker
Chapter Twenty-Eight
TUCKER
The sound of Skylar saying my name nearly pushed me over the edge. I almost came. I liked to think I had more control than I did with her.
But with her, the second I felt her spiraling, I followed.
It was a storm I couldn’t slow, the waves crashing relentlessly.
She was tight and slick, rippling around me as I filled her, seating myself deeply.
Her hands were gripping the back of the couch.
Her skin was warm under my palm as I slid it down her spine to grip one of her hips.
I laced my other hand in her hair and held still, scrambling for some control, any control.
Having her jeans tight around her knees increased the friction where we were joined.
When I drew back and sank into her again, she arched her back, letting out a raw cry, followed by a whimper when I filled her deeply.
“Tucker,” she gasped on a breath when I withdrew and surged to fill her yet again. “Please. More.”
All I could do was give her that—faster and deeper—until I felt her trembling.
Her release was threatening. I curled over her, reached around, and teased her swollen, needy clit, slick with her arousal.
I savored when she pushed back into me, and I felt her channel clamp around me tightly.
She came in a shaking rush, followed by a noisy sob.
Her head bowed down as all of her trembled.
I followed her over as my release cracked like lightning inside me. Thunder followed in a stormy burst that I couldn’t control. I curled around her as we shuddered together. Long moments later, I gathered my control and slowly straightened, belatedly realizing I hadn’t worn a condom.
Now wasn’t the time to panic, although I stiffened for a moment. Skylar instantly tensed and asked, “What?”
I answered honestly, “I forgot to wear a condom.”
She glanced over her shoulder, saying, “I’m on the pill. I promise you don’t need to worry about anything. I’m kind of paranoid.”
“About what?” I asked.
“I get tested every year, and I haven’t had sex since my last round of tests.” She was ever practical.
“Okay. I always wear a condom, so I’ve never worried about that.”
She shrugged. “I’ve always been careful.”
I nodded and slowly withdrew. Seconds later, she announced, “I’m gonna shower.”
Seeing as I was headed to the bathroom, I paused. She gestured for me to follow. “Come with me.”
Now that surprised me. Skylar and more of her was everything I wanted at this moment. I was discovering maybe I wanted this, and maybe she was giving more than I expected. But this was something she felt safe offering, and it didn’t involve her heart.
I followed her into the shower after we stripped off the rest of our clothes. This time, I had her against the wall. The hot water pounded down around us when we came. After we toweled off, I expected her to kick me out again. She didn’t.
She curled her hand around mine and tugged me into her bed. I knew she needed someone for tonight. I was that someone.