So Toxic(Bad Boy Next Door Book 4)(29)

How she made it to twenty-five years old without some guy making a play—it’s almost unfathomable. What happened to her? What has she been doing with her life? How did she miss this part of it?

Why did she give it up now?

And to me?

An unfamiliar tenderness steals over my heart. Suddenly, the weight of what I’ve done hits me.

She was a virgin, and now she’s not.

I lay another soft kiss on her forehead and slip out of bed.

As I creep up the stairs, I make a mental list of all the things I need to do today. Most of which will be out of the house, away from the sleeping girl whose innocence I took last night.

After I shower and dress, I head downstairs.

Do I wake her and say goodbye or let her rest? If it were me, I’d rather sleep.

Even though I know what I’d want, I turn down the hall toward her room instead of going to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee before I leave.

The door is closed. I tap lightly and wait.

I knock gently once more.

I twist the knob and push the door open. The bed is all made up. Piles of throw pillows and everything.

I should go. Leave her to her day.

But…she lost her virginity last night. I should make sure she’s all right.

The mirrors in the bathroom are steamy and the shower is running.

I stand at the glass wall, my hands shoved into my pockets. “JoJo?”

“Yeah?”

“I wanted to check and see how you are this morning.”

“I’m perfect. Thanks.” She steps around the partition, one hand on her hip, the other hand caresses the tile high on the wall while one hip juts out. Like an experienced seductress. Her curves cry out to be enjoyed. Worshipped even.

My cock hardens and strains against my zipper.

I swallow and tug at my collar. “Good. I’m glad. I—I thought since—”

She takes a couple of slow steps, hooks her finger into my waistband, and pulls me closer. “I was thinking…I want more of what we did last night.”





I can hardly believe my own brazenness. But as soon as I heard Ty’s voice, that little pulse started in my pussy, and I don’t want to waste a second. Because it’ll be over all too soon, and I’ll move out, and that will be the end of this delicious pleasure.

Throwing my arms around his neck, I pull him to me. His tongue slips into my mouth, and he tastes like heaven, sweet and warm and sexy. He kicks off his shoes and manages to not break our kiss as he takes off his socks. In a frenzy of kisses and nibbling, I divest him of his shirt and undo the button on his jeans.

His big arms encircle me, yanking me to his broad chest. My nipples bead hard against his muscles. He cups my breast and rolls my nipple between his fingers. His other hand grabs a fist full of my hair, pulling my head back as he possesses my mouth. His tongue dances with mine in the most primal kiss I’ve ever experienced.

His gray gaze bores into mine as he guides me more fully into the shower and slides a finger into my entrance. My back arches.

“Fuck, you’re still tight as hell.”

His tongue slips in and out of my mouth as does his finger at my slit. The coil of pressure in my lower abdomen tightens.

When he crooks his finger, it catches at the edge of my slit each time he pulls down. Then he thrusts upward again. I moan when he hits that magical spot that brought me to orgasm last night.

The water rains down on his back, and he pumps his finger into my pussy, grazing that place over and over until I move against his hand, every fiber jumping with the friction.

My muscles spasm around him. Tyson bites my neck and then sucks it hard, as I come all over his hand.

I rest my forehead against his collarbone. Chest heaving. Pussy still pulsating. “That was—”

His mouth finds mine, and he sucks in my bottom lip, ending the kiss with a nip. “Hot. That was hot. Fucking hot.”

I run my hands over his muscular back to his ass, grabbing him hard and pulling him closer. “Now give me the rest of you.”

I let my gaze drop to his hard-on.

He backs me to the cool tile. Powerful thighs hold me up as I wrap my legs around him. His cock rubs between my ass cheeks. I wriggle, trying to capture it in my slit. I reach down, slipping my fingers along his thick erection to place the head of his dick at the place I want him most.

With a great thrust, he impales me. A surge of heat rages through me as my entrance wets for him again. I slide up and down against the tile as he slams into me, over and over. His teeth graze my shoulder and his hand winds its way into my hair again, tugging so he can ravage my neck with alternating kisses and bites.

The water flows over us as we grunt and groan with our passion. Suddenly, Ty spins me to face the tile and reaches around, his hands closing over my breasts. The scent of cherry blossom bath gel permeates the steam as I close my eyes.