“Mr. Checkered Flag,” she said in amusement. “So bossy. So . . .” She sucked in her breath when he pulled her whole body forward, settling her right onto his mouth. “Ahhh . . . so smart. So right.”

God, he liked the sound of that. Her words had him throbbing, and he gripped her hips and ate at her, sliding his tongue up and down and tasting her tangy sweetness. Imogen had grabbed the headboard and her head had snapped back. She was making delightful little mewling sounds in the back of her throat that spurred him on.

He could do this to her all day, just licking and sucking and tasting her arousal, moving his tongue over her most intimate avenue, feeding his own desire with hers. But after a few delightful minutes, Imogen shifted.

“Where are you going?” he asked her.

“I have an idea.”

She still looked sleepy as she turned and Ty had no idea what she was going to suggest. He couldn’t always predict the direction Imogen’s mind moved in. But he figured it out when she reached for his cock.

“Damn fine idea, babe.” He lifted her leg over his chest so that he could have full access to her again, and he was flicking his tongue over her again at the exact moment her mouth closed around him.

Ty groaned. There was nothing hotter than that. Imogen’s mouth slid over his cock, a warm, moist caress, while he tasted her, her body over his, as they sprawled together in the intimacy of his crumpled bedsheets. They moved together, Imogen’s sucking shifting her away from his mouth, then back onto it again. The rhythm got faster, harder, their labored breathing intermingling with the sound of his bed giving a little squeak with each movement.

The more excited she got, the more Imogen relaxed her bottom onto him, and he gripped her hips tightly, wanting to give her the biggest, brightest, most amazing pleasure she’d ever known. Her saliva had slicked him up and he clenched his thighs and her mouth slid smoothly and tightly over his throbbing cock. When she took him deep, Ty’s tongue faltered on her while he closed his eyes and groaned.

“Oh, babe,” he murmured, knowing she probably couldn’t hear him. But damn, that had him about out of his skin.