Elec replaced his fingers with his tongue, moving up one side and down the other, detouring off the main road to lick first one thigh and then the other just to tease and heighten her arousal. If the lift of her hips was any indication, it worked, and after a pause where he just exhaled onto her clitoris, he slipped his tongue inside her and was rewarded with a healthy moan. Her fingers found their way into his hair, which was always a telltale sign she was getting worked up nice and good.
But her fingers were gone as quickly as they'd appeared, and stroking in and out, Elec tried to glance up the length of her to see what she was doing. Tamara was half raised and was taking off her bra. Score. She was all sorts of hot and bothered if she was doing that all on her own, and Elec refocused on what he was doing before he went cross-eyed.
He only lasted a minute, though, before curiosity got the better of him and he looked up again. Tamara's palms were spread over her bare breasts, lightly rubbing her nipples. Elec swallowed hard, his cock throbbing against the bed between her knees, the sweetness of her vagina only an inch from his mouth. That was honestly one of the sexiest things he had ever seen, given the inhibitions Tamara sometimes showed.
Knowing if he stopped tasting her, she would stop touching, Elec flicked his tongue slowly over her again, trying to glance up now and again to catch the sight of her fingers caressing her full breasts. She was breathing heavily, not moaning, just exhaling hard, panting out her pleasure, and now that Elec knew her body, recognized the signs of her arousal, he knew when she was getting close to having an orgasm. Her thighs always tensed, and she got quiet, her fingers, her body all pausing before she went over the edge, and Elec knew she was reaching that point, so he pulled back.
Instead of rushing to fill her with his erection, he took his time, wiping his mouth and enjoying the pink flush on her cheeks, the dilated desire in her eyes, the way she mewled in disappointment. It was an act of supreme willpower to not drive himself into her, but Elec wanted to show her the tenderness he felt for her, wanted some way to convey that this was more than sex for him, that it had been more from day one, and had grown each minute he had spent with her.
So he pushed against her slowly, feeling her open and accept him, her body surrounding his inch by delicious inch. Elec paused halfway to close his eyes, to collect himself, to savor the moment.
"Elec . . ." she said, legs moving restlessly beneath him. "Please."
"Just feel how good that is," he told her, forcing his eyes open so he could stare down at her. "Us together."
Her blue eyes snapped open. She looked at him, her mouth open slightly, her expression one of vulnerability and surprise. She knew what he was really saying.
So he started to move inside her, deep, slow strokes that took all of her and made him feel like he was claiming her as his.
There was nothing casual about what they were doing, there never had been, and he didn't ever want to leave.
Elec moved inside her until they were both slick with sweat and Tamara's nails dug deep grooves into his back, and their moans of pleasure came in unison, and he had no thought other than the feel of her beneath him.
When Tamara came, she arched her back, and Elec leaned down and captured her cry, her pleasure, with a kiss, and let his own release take him under.
They moved and shattered together, holding each other, mouths and bodies and minds melded in passion. Elec hovered over Tamara long after their last shudders had passed, overwhelmed. He just stared down at her, and she stared up at him, and he knew that they had entered a new level of intimacy that they couldn't retreat from.
Nor did he want to.
Neither of them spoke, but eventually Elec pulled out of her and settled in beside her on the bed. She rested her head on his chest and he slid his arm around her shoulders.
They lay still and he stroked the soft skin above her elbow while Tamara's fingers trailed across his biceps.
Damn if his brother wasn't right.
He was in love with her.
TAMARA was lying on Elec's chest listening to his racing heart, her own still pounding furiously from exertion and emotion. That had been something more than she had been expecting. The look on Elec's face had seemed, well, like he cared about her. A lot.
She was starting to admit to herself that she felt the same way about him, whatever way that may be. But this wasn't just sex for sex's sake.
The phone ringing on her nightstand startled her. Rarely did anyone call her house phone and she leaned over Elec to check the caller ID.
"Oh, no, it's the school calling," Tamara said, instantly worried. Stretching, she grabbed the phone and said, "Hello?"
"Hi, Mrs. Briggs, this is Judith Anderson, the secretary at Westwood Elementary. Your son missed the bus this afternoon."
Tamara expelled the breath she'd been holding. No one was bleeding. "Oh, okay, thank you. Do you know if his sister made the bus?"
"Well, she's not here in the office, so I'm sure she got in her line and got on the bus like she normally would. Pete went down to get his art project and missed the bus."
"Okay." Tamara chewed her nail and sat up straighter, pulling a pillow in front of her. It was a little disconcerting to talk to the school secretary naked. "I guess I'll have to wait until Hunter gets home off the bus. She'll panic if I'm not here, and I can't leave the house unlocked either."
"I can stay here," Elec said.
"Can you have a neighbor get Hunter off the bus?" Judith asked. "Everyone leaves here in the next twenty minutes."
"Let me see if I can arrange something and I'll call you right back," she said, hanging up and turning back to Elec. "Ugh. Why is nothing ever easy?"
"I can do whatever you need me to do," Elec said, already sitting up and reaching for his jeans on the floor. "I can stay here or I can go get Pete."
She hadn't intended to impose on him like that, but he was being nice enough to offer and she wasn't sure what else to do. None of her immediate neighbors were home at that time in the afternoon, and if she called her mother-in-law, it would be iffy if she could get to the house before Hunter got off the bus.
"Thanks, I really appreciate it. Maybe it would be better if you went and picked up Petey. I think it might freak Hunter out a little if she gets home and I'm not here but you are. And I'll just call the school back and tell them you're picking up Petey, and that way I can tell him, too, so he won't be upset."
"Sounds good." Elec pulled on his T-shirt as he sat on the edge on the bed. "Just tell me where the school is."
After throwing her own clothes on, Tamara called the school back and explained the plan to the secretary and asked to speak to Pete.
"Hello?"
Her son always sounded so adorably young on the phone. It made her smile. "I hear you missed the bus."
"I'm sorry, it was an accident. Are you mad at me?"
"No, I'm not mad at you, I just have to stay here to get Hunter off the bus. She's too little to stay by herself and she'll be scared if she comes home to an empty house. So Elec is coming to pick you up. You remember Elec Monroe, right?"
"Duh, Mom, of course I do. Why is he picking me up?"
"Because he happened to stop by right when I got the phone call from Mrs. Anderson so he offered to make my life easier and pick you up." "Happened to stop by" was a bit inaccurate, but that was all she was willing to offer up at the moment.
"Oh. Cool. Okay. Is he going to stay and play? I want to show him my new video game."
"You can certainly ask him."
"Okay. Bye, Mom." Petey hung up.
Thank God kids were too narcissistic to give anyone else's relationships much thought. She raised an eyebrow at Elec. "He's cool with it."
Elec laughed. "So what is he going to ask me?"
"If you want to stay and play video games."
"That's up to you. Do you mind if I stay?"
She should, but she didn't. "No, I don't mind." In fact, she liked the idea of her son having some guy time. She liked the idea of Elec lingering in her house.
"Good." He gave her a kiss, the kind that made her toes curl, the kind that made her feel feminine and beautiful and loved.
Not that he loved her.
God, he would croak if he knew that had even popped into her head.
"See you in a few minutes. The school is right down the road. Just go out of the neighborhood, turn right on the main road, and once you pass through the stoplight, it's Westwood Elementary on the left-hand side."
"The school is that close yet it takes them thirty minutes to get home on the bus?" Elec made a face. "It makes me carsick just thinking about it."