Maybe that’s why she’d fallen for him. She removed the goggles that protected her from the heartbreak she’d donned after Billy.
When he was mere inches from the mattress, he stopped and held his arms out. “Like what you see, babe?” Taking a step back, he stood there with zero shame as she drank in his body.
Hell yeah, she liked what she saw, a little too much. Continuing her perusal, her gaze slowly rose up to his thighs, which were thick and defined. There was a furrow that ran down the outside and curved inward. Whatever muscle that outlined, it was sexy as hell.
While his thighs distracted her for a moment, it was what was just north of there that demanded her attention.
Prowler’s delicious … and highly addictive … cock.
As beautiful a sight as it was, standing proud and primed, she wanted to see all of him … remember all of him.
A spin of her finger was all it took for him to do exactly what that slutty little voice in her head wanted.
“Damn that ass.”
When he flexed his hard cheeks, she realized she’d spoken aloud.
He turned back around and lazily stroked his cock while staring at her with his oh-so-blue eyes.
A team of the top sculptors in the world, working around the clock for a decade, could try to sculpt a perfect specimen of a man from marble, and it still wouldn’t hold a candle to Prowler.
“I think you’re a little overdressed for the occasion.”
Before the last syllable left his mouth, she’d pulled the shirt over her head and wiggled out of her pants.
Her mind came back online unbidden.
Sadness washed over her when she remembered, once again, that this was their last time.
A goodbye fuck.
She would miss so much aboutthem. One of the things was the comfortable and comical nature of their intimacy. She’d never had that.
Hell, if she had laughed about anything when her ex was naked, he would have lost his shit thinking she was laughing at him. Prowler wasn’t insecure like that, and that alone was a turn on.
Taylor would give anything to continue on as they were, but she was in too deep. The neighbors-with-benefits arrangement had run its course.
Relationships with caps had a limited run time. They should be categorized more as entanglements.
Their agreement had reached the cap placed on it, so it was coming to a close, and the credits were rolling. It was either end it or advance it, and, well, they had been very clear on the possibility of advancement … there wasn’t one.
So, she planned to enjoy thethemfor one last night. After that aspect was dealt with, they could continue as friends. Friends who didn’t sleep together but who had a connection based on the location of their homes and his daughter’s care when he was unavailable.
Maybe in the coming week, over coffee … in public she could find a way to bring up Cass’s beliefs. Safe mid-morning, non-sexual coffee.
Simple, just as Prowler had laid out in the beginning, when they both finally gave in to their desires.
Prowler’s warm grasp on her ankles demanded attention. He placed her feet against his shoulders and dropped to his knees.
Taylor focused on every spot their bodies touched, down to the soles of her feet against his tattooed skin. She wanted to commit everything to long-term memory.
Normally, she simply laid back and enjoyed the bliss of riding his tongue, but today, she was staring down her stomach at the man who’d ruined her without even knowing it. He looked extra wicked, staring back when she could only see the top half of his face.
That weird trick-of-light eye thing happened again, but the room was dark. Hell, could it …? Was it poss?—
Prowler’s rough voice cut through her musings.
“My favorite place on the planet is right here.” He spoke against her skin. “I love the view.” Prowler nuzzled the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She pretended for just a second that he’d replacedthe viewwith you.
