Uncovering Annabelle (21 page)

It belatedly occurred to her that she had
come, but Tucker obviously had not.

He surged to his feet in one smooth motion,
cupped her bottom in his hands and lifted her high. Wedging his
body between her thighs, he held her with one hand as he reached
between their bodies and guided his cock to her slick opening.

The broad head of his shaft pressed against
her swollen flesh. For a brief second, she wondered if he would
fit. Then he was pushing his hard length inside her, stretching her
in the most delicious way. He kept up a slow, steady pressure until
he was seated to the hilt.

Emma struggled to accept him. He was large
and she was swollen and sensitive from her orgasm. A whimper
escaped before she could stop it. Tucker stilled and buried his
face in the curve of her neck.

He took a deep breath. The inhalation
expanded his chest, making it brush against her taut nipples.
Already overstimulated, Emma moaned. Her inner muscles clamped down
hard on his shaft. Tucker’s entire body tensed. His control was
tenuous, at best.

“Just relax, honey,” he told her. He licked
a tender spot on the curve of her neck before nipping at it. The
love bite made her jerk and she dug her fingernails into his
muscled biceps. “You can take me,” he crooned. He tightened his
grip on her hips, but other than that, he didn’t move.

His cock throbbed deep inside her, pulsing
like a heartbeat. In response, her channel squeezed his hard
length. He filled her, surrounded her until she couldn’t think
about anything but Tucker.

She finally began to relax and ran her hands
over his broad shoulders. That was the only encouragement he
needed. He flexed his hips, pulling his cock almost all the way out
until only the tip was inside her. Then he pushed back in.

It was overpowering at first and slightly
uncomfortable. But after a few strokes, her body relaxed, eagerly
accepting his. She began to anticipate his movements. She not only
welcomed them, she wanted them.

“Emma.” That was all he said as he trailed a
path of hot, stinging kisses across her chin before claiming her
mouth. He slid his tongue inside, the rhythm keeping time with the
thrust of his cock.

Each stroke was faster and harder than the
last. She locked her ankles together at the small of his back and
levered her pelvis toward him. The musky smell of sex wafted around
them and the sounds of sex filled the air. Moans and groans were
punctuated by the sucking noise her body made as Tucker pulled
almost all the way out before forging inward once again.

Emma’s slick channel quivered. The broad
head of his shaft stroked a particularly sensitive spot inside her,
pushing her over the edge. She broke away from their kiss, gasping
for breath as she cried out. She shook her head from side to side,
trying to deny the power of their coming together, but nothing
could stop it.

Tucker grunted and ground their pelvises
together. There was no finesse now, only the drive toward release.
He hammered his lower body against hers. Emma was swept up in his
desperate need. She didn’t know if she orgasmed again or if the
first one had never ended. He thrust one final time and yelled his
release. He slapped one hand on the door for support and lowered
his head to rest on her shoulder.

Emma was totally drained. She was also
shocked by the lack of control she had over her own body. In her
experience, sex was pleasant, something to enjoy on occasion. She’d
had no idea she was capable of such explosive orgasms. She didn’t
know whether to be pleased by the discovery or scared out of her
mind.

She was still trembling with the occasional
aftershock when she finally managed to unhook her ankles from
behind Tucker. With no energy left to support them, her legs slid
down his flanks, driving him even deeper inside her. She moaned and
clung to him for support.

“Hmm,” he agreed as he thrust his pelvis
against her.

“Tucker,” she panted. “You have to stop.”
She was physically and emotionally spent. She couldn’t take any
more.

Tucker went from playful lover to totally
alert in a heartbeat. “Are you all right?” His concern washed over
her as he carefully withdrew. She shuddered at the separation,
feeling empty without him.

She nodded, although she wasn’t really sure
she would ever truly be okay again. Tucker had shown her a side of
herself she’d never known existed. She felt vulnerable, not an
emotion she particularly enjoyed.

Tucker wrapped his arms around her and
simply held her. He was strong and steady. She buried her face
against his chest and returned his embrace with a fierceness that
surprised her before she forced herself to release him.

He leaned down and dropped a kiss on the top
of her head. “I’ve got to get rid of this.” He gestured toward the
condom. “I’ll be right back.” Hitching his pants up, he turned and
walked away.

She watched as he disappeared down the short
hallway. He’d never been in her apartment before, but he knew where
to find the bathroom. Her home had the exact same layout as
his.

He hadn’t even taken off his shoes and she
was totally naked. That thought galvanized her to action. Her
underwear was tangled with her slacks. She freed her panties and
hauled them on, ignoring the sticky, wet sensation between her
legs. She dragged on her slacks and zipped them before grabbing her
blouse. She had it buttoned in record time. Her lacy bra was still
lying on the floor. She picked it up and stuffed it in her pants
pocket just as Tucker came back down the hall.

His eyebrows came together in a scowl when
he saw she was dressed. Ignoring his frown, she picked up his shirt
and handed it to him. He didn’t say a word as he yanked it over his
head, not bothering to fasten the rest of the buttons.

“I think you should go.” The words came
automatically to her lips. Part of her desperately wanted him to
stay, wanted to explore this explosive sexual chemistry that ran
between them.

It was for that very reason that she asked
him to leave.

Tucker, more than any man she’d ever known,
threatened her peace of mind. He’d rocked her world, destroying the
carefully cultivated control she worked so hard to protect. He made
her feel reckless, stirring up all kinds of intense emotions that
were buried deep inside her. He could easily become very important
in her life, and that would give him power over her. She couldn’t
bear the thought of that happening. She couldn’t allow it.

She needed time to think and couldn’t do
that with him standing beside her. Straightening her shoulders,
Emma ignored the part of herself screaming she was making a huge
mistake. She listened instead to the part that urged her toward the
safe, sure path.

“What did you say?” Tucker was staring at
her as if he couldn’t quite believe the words coming out of her
mouth.

“I said, I think you should go.” She was
getting annoyed now, but most of it was self-directed. This was
only their third date, and she’d not only had sex with him, she’d
encouraged him. Hell, she’d been as demanding, as out of control as
he had. She had no one but herself to blame for the situation. “I
don’t think we should see each other again.”

“You’ve got to be joking.” Tucker moved
toward her, his hands outstretched to gather her into his strong
embrace.

Emma flinched, afraid that if he touched
her, she’d melt into his arms once again.

He stopped dead in his tracks. “You have to
know I would never hurt you.” He slowly lowered his arms back down
to his sides.

He said it with such sincerity that it
brought unwanted tears to her eyes. He might not mean to hurt her,
but Emma knew it was inevitable. She opened the door to her
apartment. “You need to leave.”

Tucker’s fingers opened and closed
reflexively as he stalked to the doorway. His gaze narrowed and he
pinned her with his laser green eyes. “This isn’t over. I know you
want me, but for some reason that scares you.”

Before she could contradict him or come up
with some pithy comeback, he leaned down and planted a single hard
kiss on her lips. She felt herself leaning toward him, but he was
already pulling away.

“I’ll be waiting when you’re ready.” Tucker
sauntered across the hall and let himself into his apartment.

Emma knew her mouth was hanging open. The
audacity of the man was unbelievable. Of course, considering he’d
just rocked her world and given her two orgasms, maybe he had the
right to be confident.

It was only when he shut the door behind him
that she was able to shake herself out of her trance. “Of all the
nerve,” she said, because she felt like she should say something.
She slammed the door shut and glared at it, but it didn’t give her
any satisfaction. Tucker’s words still rang in her head, mocking
her.

Leaning her forehead against the door, she
closed her eyes. What had she done?

Books by N.
J. Walters

The Summersville Secrets Series

Uncovering Annabelle

Enticing Emma (coming soon)

The Salvation Pack Series

Wolf at the Door

Wolf in her Bed

Wolf on the Run

Wolf from the Past

Wolf on the Hunt

The Hades’ Carnival Series

Night of the Tiger

Mark of the Bear

Pride of the Lion

Howl of the Wolf

Heart of the Serpent

Flame of the Phoenix

Lure of the Jaguar

The Legacy Series

Alexandra’s Legacy

Isaiah’s Haven

Legacy Found

Quinn’s Quest

Finding Chrissten

Damek’s Redemption

Craig’s Heat-Legacy

The Spells, Secrets & Seductions
Series

A Touch of Magick

Dreams of Seduction

Love in Flames

The Jamesville Series

Discovering Dani

The Way Home

The Return of Patrick O’Rourke

The Seduction of Shamus O’Rourke

A Legal Affair

By the Book

Past Promises

The Gift of Shayla

About the
Author

Once upon a time, N.J. had the idea that she
would like to quit her job at the bookstore, sell everything she
owned, leave her hometown, and write romance novels in a place
where no one knew her. And she did. Two years later, she went back
to the bookstore and her hometown and settled in for another seven
years. One Friday morning she gave notice at her job; on Sunday
afternoon, she received a tentative acceptance for her first
romance novel, and her life has never been the same.

N. J. Walters is a
New York Times
and
USA Today
bestselling author of
the Summersville Secrets series, the Legacy series, and the
Salvation Pack series, among others. Vampires, werewolves, dragons,
time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with
smoldering good looks all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life,
but someone’s got to live it.

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