Page 107 of Talk Wicked to Me

He laughed, grinning like a guy who’d just been handed the gift of a lifetime, and tugged her into a kiss.

BAZ WAS A glutton for Emerson’s smiles, stockpiling them over the next few hours as they took pictures walking on the beach, holding hands, running and laughing, kissing each other, and kissing Brennan. They took pictures sitting and lying on the blanket, and at the water’s edge, and they took off their shoes and waded in ankle-deep, dipping Brennan’s toes in the water, earning adorable giggles.

They took a break for Emerson to nurse Brennan, and with Emerson’s permission, Baz asked Erika to take pictures of those intimate moments, too. He didn’t want to forget a single thing about this stage of their lives, so after Brennan nursed, he asked Madigan to hold him so they could take a few pictures alone. They ended up taking many. Emerson was so beautiful, it almost hurt to look at her. Baz couldn’t resist whispering dirty things in Emerson’s ear, knowing Erika would capture the lust in her eyes.

When they were done, Madigan invited them to dinner with her and Tobias. They had a great time with them. Madigan was as entertaining as always, and when she convinced Tobias to hold Brennan, the man who barely said two words melted like butter in the sun, going on about how cute Brennan was and how good he smelled.

Baz could relate to that instant affection.

Emerson was playful and radiant, and Baz was unable to keep his hands off her all night, pulling her into his arms, holding her hand, bringing her down on his lap. She was just as affectionate, touching him every time she walked by, flashing the seductive smile that had him cornering her as she came out of the bathroom, kissing her so passionately, he was this close to hauling her gorgeous ass back into the bathroom and bending her over the sink.

By the time they got back to her house, Brennan was whipped, and Baz was drunk on love and greedy for more. “Night, Little B,” he said, sliding his arms around Emerson from behind as she put Brennan in his crib. He kissed her neck, earning a needy sigh.

“Sweet dreams, baby,” she whispered.

Baz nipped her earlobe, and whispered, “You’ve been taunting me in this sexy dress all night.” As he palmed one of her breasts, teasing her nipple through her dress, he moved his other hand between her legs, rubbing her through thin material. “Just begging to be fucked.”

“Yes.” She leaned back against his chest, breathing harder, rubbing her ass against his cock. She moaned, and Ollie looked up at them from where he lay on the floor.

Fuck. “Not here.” He reluctantly stopped groping and tugged her out of the bedroom, crushing his mouth to hers the second they were over the threshold and backing her up against the living room wall. His hands were everywhere at once, on her ass, her tits, her face. She was on the same speeding train, pawing at his body, meeting every slick of his tongue with a hungry devouring of her own. “I want to fuck you in this dress. But I want your tits.” He grabbed the shoulder strap, readying to tear it off.

Her hand flew up, stopping him. “Don’t rip it. I love it.” Her lips were pink and swollen from their kisses, pleading eyes brimming with desire.

“I’ll buy you a hundred more.” He reclaimed her mouth, but she broke the kiss.

“But they won’t be this dress.”

God, he loved her. “You’re killing me, darlin’.”

“One sec.” She trapped her lower lip between her teeth, concentrating as she fidgeted with the front of her dress. “Hooks.” She pushed the material to the side, and her gorgeous breasts spilled out.

“Fuuck. I forgot about that.” He filled his hands with her breasts, teasing her nipples. “Your tits are phenomenal.” He lowered his mouth, slicking his tongue over one nipple, and she moaned. “I wanted to get my mouth on them all evening.”

He pushed them together, moving his mouth from one to the other, licking and flicking, sucking and kissing, until she bowed off the wall, writhing against him. He tugged up her dress and pushed his hand into her underwear, sliding through her wetness. “I love how wet you get for me.”

Her eyes flamed. “I spent half the evening wet for you.”

“God, I”—love you—“love knowing that.” He pushed two fingers inside her and took her breast in his mouth, sucking hard as he fucked her with his fingers and moved his thumb to her most sensitive nerves. “I should’ve bent you over their bathroom sink.”

“Yes. So hot.” She clawed at his arms, rocking to match his efforts, riding his fingers.

Knowing she’d be into that made his cock ache to be inside her.

“Baz.”

The breathy plea had him quickening his efforts, sucking her tit so hard, his name flew from her lips. He captured her mouth, swallowing her cries as her pussy clenched tight and hot around his fingers. When she came down from the peak, he stripped off her underwear and made quick work of stripping off his shoes, pants, and boxer briefs. He grabbed a condom from his wallet, sheathing his length in record time. He lifted her up, and as her arms wound around him and their mouths came together, he lowered her onto his throbbing cock. The pleasure was too immense, and he tore his mouth away. “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight.”

“I told you I wanted you all night.” Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, and she whispered, “Fuck me hard.”

After holding back all night, hearing her beg for him unleashed the animal in him. He gritted out a curse, and his body took over. Using the wall for leverage, he drove into her, hard and deep, feeding off her moans and pleas.

“Ohgodohgodohgod.”

“That’s it. Come on my cock, baby.”

With the next thrust, his name shot from her lips. She came hard, her body squeezing him so perfectly, he nearly followed her over the edge. But he ground his back teeth, staving off his release while they rode out hers. When the last of the aftershocks pulsed through her, he carried her to the back of the couch, setting her on her feet. “I’ve been thinking about doing this for weeks. Hands on the couch, darlin’.”

Her eyes heated, and she bent over, just as he’d asked. He pulled her dress up, over her ass. “What a gorgeous sight you are.” He rubbed her ass. “Tits and ass there for my taking.” He slid his fingers to her pussy, bending to bite her ass cheek. She startled, but it made her wetter.