“It’s not just a club, and you fuckin’ know it. The club comes first; you tellin’ me a woman would understand that?” He sits up abruptly, now face to face we sit on the bed.

“Not every woman would, but there are some that can and do.” Instinctively, I bring my hand up to run my fingers along his cheek and follow his jaw. “This is my world, Talon, I don’t know any other way. Don’t close yourself off when you could have it all.” Pausing before I continue, knowing in this moment, I’m opening myself up in a way I never have before. “And all of it could be sitting right in front of your face.” I whisper.

The words come out of my mouth before I can stop myself. This is a risk, exposing my feelings to him. Feeling vulnerable, I lean in to kiss him, soft, slow, and with passion. What starts out tenderly, quickly becomes so much more. His arms come up, pulling me to straddle him. His tongue devours my mouth as I run my hands up into his hair. His hand grabs my ass, grinding me on his erection. The sensation sends fireworks through me. I want him. Pulling away, I lick his neck before sucking his earlobe gently. His hand comes up my shirt, cupping my breast with his palm as his fingers tweak my sensitive nipples.

“Talon, please,” I beg, already worked to a frenzy in need of release.

He removes my shirt, immediately taking my nipple into his mouth. Taking his hand, he runs up my thigh and under my shorts. Rubbing my mound through my panties, I rock against him needing more. Pushing the lace aside, he rubs my pussy. His thumb now making circles on my clit brings me to the edge. He continues sucking and blowing on my nipples, then tracing his way to gently nip at my collarbone and neck. When he inserts his finger in my tight, wet heat, I am ready to combust. His pace steady, I’m so close. He inserts a second finger. Rocking into him, I lose myself to his fingers. When his thumb rubs my clit, I go over the edge, calling out his name.

“I love hearing my name come off your lips.” He growls against me, before I kiss him with everything I can give.

He removes his fingers, sliding off my shorts and panties. Pulling him to me and rolling us over, he’s now over me. He stops and stares at me for a moment. I run my fingers over his jaw.

“Talon.” Before I can finish my sentence, he’s kissing me hard as I wrap my legs around him and try to remove his pants.

Pounding on the door stops both of us. Tripp drops his head to my breasts. “Fuck!” He groans getting off me gently with a chaste kiss. He stalks over to the door with no way to hide the tent bulging in his pants. I lay back on the bed, wanting more time with this man.