Since he hadn’t consumed any alcohol, he drove them home in his Audi. Their friends had helped put the apartment to rights after the Leticia debacle. The blackened, broken furniture had been replaced. The fallen pictures had been reframed and rehung. And the scorch marks and patches of bubbling paint on the walls courtesy of the hellfire had been taken care of.
Other things, however, hadn’t been so easy to fix. Pamela had recovered well from the attempted poisoning, but she seemed to have retreated a little more. The nurse who poisoned Pamela was eventually caught, thanks to Jolene’s sentinels. She’d admitted that Leticia paid her to do the deed, hoping that being honest would earn her a quick and painless death. It didn’t.
He and Devon had paid her mother a few visits. Pamela never remembered him, and it was unlikely that she ever would, but he still intended to go with Devon on future visits. He wanted to get to know her mother, even if her mother would never really know him.
Finn’s situation hadn’t been so easy to fix either. He’d physically recovered from his wounds, but he was emotionally shattered. It was clear he blamed himself for all the shit that had happened—even for Leticia’s actions. He’d chosen to step down from his position of Prime.
Spencer had taken over, but he hadn’t seemed excited about it. Like his siblings, he was gutted by Leticia’s death but also angry with her for almost killing their father. Reena was feeling guilty, since she’d begun to suspect her mother might have been involved but hadn’t said anything. Tanner figured she therefore should be feeling guilty, but Devon wasn’t holding her accountable for anything.
When they finally entered their apartment, Tanner steered a humming Devon into their bedroom and held her tight. She looked up at him, her face all soft, her eyes glassy and hooded. She was blitzed. He had to smile.
“You’re gonna crash hard tonight for sure,” he said, skimming his knuckles down her cheek, drinking in every feature. “So gorgeous. I remember I once came on this pretty face, didn’t I?”
“You got it in my hair—I wasn’t impressed.”
He chuckled. “You sure you’re up to taking my cock tonight?”
Her eyes darkened with a naked, sensual hunger that matched his own. She fisted his shirt and pressed herself tight against him. “Oh, I’m sure.”
“Then I guess I’ll take your word for it.” Tanner sank his tongue into her mouth, and the flare of need was instant. It blasted through him with the force of a fucking freight train. His body tightened. Nerves sparked to life. Chemicals raced through his bloodstream.
He kissed her over and over, unable to get enough of her taste. The atmosphere was thick and static with the same sexual tension that had taunted them both from day one. He roughly palmed her breast, swallowing her soft moan, growling at the feel of her nipple piercing. “Can’t look at you without wanting to fuck you. Do you know that?”
Devon groaned into his mouth as his tongue again licked and tangled with hers. The kiss was hot, wet, and so damn carnal. Hell, he pretty much fucked her mouth with his tongue. Molten lust dazed her thoughts and swept her under, making her so frantic to feel his skin against hers that she impatiently tore off his shirt.
His hands were sure and confident as they roamed over her body, stirring it to life. So much sexual energy bounced between them it almost made her dizzy. Electric sparks seemed to leap from him to her, making her skin tingle and her nerve endings hypersensitive. Her nipples beaded into hard painful points that throbbed, desperate to be touched and tasted.
Tanner hiked up her dress, just as he’d been aching to do all damn night. “Lie down flat on your back. That’s it.” Kneeling on the mattress between her spread legs, he skimmed his hands up her silky-soft inner thighs. “I want to see those tits, kitten. Show me.” She scooped them out of her dress. “Good girl.”
Tanner bent over and drew as much of her creamy breast into his mouth as he could. She raked her fingers through his hair, pricking his scalp with her nails, as he sucked and licked and toyed with her piercings. He bit her nipple, injecting his venom into her bloodstream.
She hissed. “One day, I’m going to bite you right on the cock.” She glared at him when he chuckled. “Don’t think I’m kidding, pooch.”
“I consider myself warned,” he said, sliding her panties off her legs, baring her glistening pussy to him. “So pretty.” She jerked when he slipped the tip of his finger between her slick folds. “And so very sensitive. I like that.” Her lips parted on a soft gasp of surprise as he plunged two fingers hard into her pussy. Tanner groaned. “Jesus, kitten, you’re so fucking hot.”
He drove his fingers inside her again, humming as she rocked against his hand and ground her clit against the heel of his palm. “Yeah, that’s it, baby. Take what I give you.” Tanner pumped his fingers into her pussy, clenching his teeth as her tight walls spasmed. He wanted to feel her pussy rippling around his cock, wanted all that slickness wrapped around him.
Soon, her walls began to flutter and tighten. “You ready to come?” he asked, scissoring his fingers. He didn’t wait for an answer. He hooked his fingers just right and thrust deep and hard over and over, watching her buck and moan and bite on her lip. And then she was coming, her hands fisting the sheets, her thighs tremoring.
Tanner slipped his fingers out of her and sucked them clean. He growled. “Fuck, I want you.”
Panting, she licked her lower lip. “You have me.”
“And I’m keeping you.” Tanner angled her hips, snapped open his fly, freed his cock, and slammed home. Sheer fucking heaven. Her blazing hot pussy clamped down on him so tight it should have hurt. She writhed, trying to fuck herself on him, but he held her still. “Shh, I got you.”
Tanner began to slowly thrust in and out of her. Watching her inner walls cling to his cock was fucking hot. Feeling those tight muscles try and suck him back in again and again was even better. “Never had a pussy this sweet.” He swiveled his hips. “If I could, I’d be in you twenty-four/seven.”
She tried to take over and quicken the thrusts, but Tanner wouldn’t let her. He kept the pace slow and easy, ignoring her demands of “harder” and “faster.”
Her nostrils flared. “If you’re going to ask me to beg—”
“I don’t want you to beg. I’m not interested in taking hits at your pride.” He swiveled his hips again. “I just want to make you come while I take you like this, all soft and slow. Then I’ll give it to you hard.” Maybe it was messed up, but her snarl went straight to his cock.
“Slow just makes me cranky. It doesn’t do anything for me.”
Which was why he was determined to make her come that way. And it wasn’t long before she did. Her hot, slick pussy contracted around his cock. It took everything he had not to explode right along with her.
Draping himself over her, Tanner hummed into the hollow beneath her ear. “I like watching you come.” He grazed her earlobe with his teeth. “I think I’ll do it again.” He slowly pulled his hips back, loving how her tight muscles clenched his dick. Then he slammed deep. “This time, I’ll fuck you hard. And then I’ll fill this pussy up with my come.”