11. Kelsey

"Shower with me?" I ask Talon after our boat ride home. Dad went his way and we went ours. Of course, Talon being Talon wouldn't let me so much as lift a finger. I was told to sit still while he tied the boat up, and once he was done, the ridiculousness really began. Talon refused to let me walk, going as far as to carry me off the boat, up the sidewalk of his house, and the whole way through until we made it to the master bedroom.

"No other place I'd rather be, Kels." I'm lowered to the ground, and I watch as he pulls his shirt off. One hand goes to the back of his neck, the fabric comes away, and I'm left with a view of Talon in nothing but a pair of swim trunks. I'm in a lust-induced stupor as his hands lower his bottoms. "Gonna need you to get with the program."

"Whoopsies." He drops his shorts while my mind is still not playing catch-up. He's not helping matters either. I mean, who can focus when his massive cock is readily available and so close to me? Long, thick, with a slight curve, lying heavily against his abdomen.

"Need help?" he asks after turning on the water for our shower. I tear my eyes away from his dick to look into his moss-green eyes, and what does the man do? He fries my brain cells further with a lick of his lips.

"I'm sorry, what?" It's official. Talon Scott is ruining me in the best way possible. Never mind death by orgasm. Love at first sight with dick will more than do the trick.

"Yeah, I can see you need help." He takes a step closer, hands going to the button of my jean shorts, flicking it open. They're loose enough even with being wet that a shimmy of my legs has them falling to the floor. Finally, I get my mind to cooperate with my body. Our hands touch when Talon is working my bikini style panties as I grasp the hem of my tank top and pull it up and over my head. "Damn, siren, you're fucking gorgeous." I step out of my shorts as well as my panties. Once my shirt is on the ground, my bra comes next. I need to feel his skin against mine.

"Talon." He pounces, hands cupping my cheeks, mouth on mine, and body to body. I feel him for the first time. There's nothing between us, not clothes, not him being a grumpy alpha male, not my parents. It's us, no one else. I arch up, wishing I had the added height to use in my favor. His cock is nowhere near my aching center. My leg hitches over his waist in an attempt to climb him, which seems to be my usual where Talon is concerned.

"Goddamn. I've gotta get protection."

I shake my head, holding on to him tighter. "I'm on birth control. I don't want anything between us."

Talon lets out a growl, deep and raspy. This is a different side of him, one that's pure male, lust-driven, and it makes me crave him even more.

"I hope to fuck you're sure, Kelsey, because once I get inside of you, there's no turning back." He doesn't wait. Talon's hands grab the cheeks of my ass, lifting me up, my legs lock around his waist, and before I can lift myself up further, we're striding into the walk-in shower.

"I'm sure, Talon. So very sure." With each movement of his body, the underside of his cock grazes my clit. "Hurry." I move my hand away from his shoulder, sliding it down his muscular chest until my palm is wrapped around his length.

"Goddamn, nothing could have prepared me for the feel of you, siren." Up and down, a twist of my wrist, and Talon is very much liking what I'm doing to him. My back meets the wet tile. I hiss when the coldness meets my hot and fevered flesh.

"Talon." His name is worth repeating, over and over again. He lifts me up higher, until we're practically at eye level. Neither of us so much as blinks, and then he lowers me, inch by inch, so devastatingly slowly. I've learned a lot about Talon. One thing is, he likes to take his time. And tonight is no different. I could beg, scream, cry, and he'd still do things his way.

"Jesus, you gotta let up, Kels. Let me inside you." I can tell this is taking a toll on him as much as it is me.

"Let go, Talon. Please, I can handle you." He's big, bigger than I've ever had, and while I'm not accustomed to him, I won't let my body stop me from having him completely inside me.

"You sure? I don't want to hurt you." My answer is wiggling my hips. "I guess you are. Fast and hard, or do you want time to adjust?" This man, he's worried about me more than anything. Talon Scott is full of surprises, and it makes me fall for him more and more each day.

"Fast and hard." His grip on my hips tightens a bit more, his head lowers, teeth catching on my lower lip, pulling at it, and once a whimper leaves me, his tongue slides inside. My own chases his, and I'm lost in a Talon-induced fog. My fingertips move from his shoulders, tangling at the ends of his hair, and with one slam of his hips, Talon is seated completely inside me. Through it all, he sets a slow and steady pace.

"Damn, siren. You're killing me." He pulls back for a moment, watching as my body bounces with every thrust of his hips. The light smattering of chest hair scrapes along my nipples, heightening the fever within me even more.

"Talon, shit, I'm so close." I can feel the sensation take hold, the ripple pulling me under, and he must feel it, too. He pulls out, and when he slides back in, he does a swivel and grind at the same time. My head tips back, and a long powerful moan tumbles from my lips.

"Eyes, Kels. Want your eyes on me when you come for me the first time." He continues a steady pace. Talon's body is a work of art, muscles flexing with every movement.

"Okay. I want to feel you come inside me." My words are choppy, my orgasm taking hold of me, and I have a hard time keeping my eyes open.

"Fuck, yeah. Feel me, siren. You have me, all of me." My center clamps down on his length. He stutters in his movements, and we're coming, together. How that's possible, I have no idea. The moment we share is indescribable, one I will never forget.

"Are you okay?" I ask once I"ve come down from my high. Talon's holding me up, a good thing since I'm boneless. That's not what has me worried. I know he'd never do anything to hurt either one of us. It's his head in the crook of my shoulder and the way he's breathing me in that I'm trying to decipher.

"Never better. Got my woman in my arms, my cock inside her, and just came harder than ever. I'm going to wash us, then I'm going to hold you all fucking night." I run my hands up and down his back. He may not realize it yet, but his plans sound like the perfect type of evening I want, forever.