Free Tarzan & Janine by Delilah Devlin, Elle James

head and pulled him closer.
    He carried her across the floor and into her bedroom where he laid her on the mattress, her legs draping over the edge. For just a moment, his gaze took in the beautiful sight before him.
    Rising to sit, Janine grasped the button at the waist of his jeans and struggled to free it, her fingers jerking at the fabric, ripping it loose. Then she slipped down the zipper, yanked to pull the material apart and down, and his cock sprang free.
    Her eyes widened. “Oh, my.”
    “Anything the matter?” he asked, biting his cheek to hide his smile. Then he frowned. Was she disappointed?
    “It’s so big.” She wrapped her hand around its girth and stroked him from tip to balls.
    “Oh, baby, do that again and there’ll be no stoppin’.” He laid on the bed beside her, his fingers drifting along the curve of her waist.
    “Did I ask you to stop?”
    Her trademark scowl was so cute he felt his cock jerk. “No. But wait.” He pulled out of her hands and pressed his forehead against hers. “We really should stop.”
    She sniffed. “On account of I’m such a horrible actress?”
    He bit the tip of her nose. “On account I’m so darn hard, I won’t last a minute inside you. And we really do need to talk.”
    Her eyes welled. “I don’t want to hear anything you have to say.”
    Tanner fingered a loose strand of her hair then pushed it behind her ear. “You’re mad at me?”
    “I am.”
    “You’ve got a funny way of showin’ it, ma’am.” Because he didn’t want her to stop crying or worse, start yelling, he pressed the solid ridge against her lower belly.
    Her eyes widened and dried right up. “We really gonna do this?” she whispered.
    “Only if you want it.”
    Her blonde brows lowered. “You always so accommodating to your co-stars?”
    “Never had one before. But since it’s you, I guess so.”
    White teeth bit into her full lower lip and Tanner nearly howled, but he kept it inside, waiting to see whether she showed even an inkling of hesitation. He didn’t want her to regret being with him. He thought it just might kill him if she ever did.
    Her lip slid from between her teeth, and she peeked from beneath the wet fringe of her eyelashes. “You owe me.”
    “Figurin’ on takin’ it out on my hide?” A man could only hope...
    Janine trailed a finger slowly down the center of his chest.
    Tanner leaned his torso to one side, letting her decide how far south that pretty painted finger scratched. When it scraped down the length of his rigid cock, he held his breath.
    “Don’t go making plans or anything. This doesn’t mean a thing.”
    He’d hit her with the contract...after. “That a yes?”
    She blinked once, and then gave an almost imperceptible nod.
    Tanner breathed a sigh of relief then reached behind him, sliding his wallet free then dropping it in the center of her soft belly. “Behind the credit cards.”
    She picked up the wallet, flipping it open, and then dug for the condom, which she withdrew with two fingers. She held it up. “Were you a Boy Scout?”
    He gave her a crooked grin and held up two fingers. “Want me to repeat the oath.”
    “No need.” Her smile crept slowly across her face. ”I was a Daisy. Doesn’t mean I came prepared.”
    “I’m the one who came.”
    “Not yet, you haven’t, cowboy.”
    The way she said the words, and that soft, sexy breathy voice nearly did him in. But he held himself still while she tore the packet with her pearly teeth then rolled the condom down his length.
    When it was in place, she blinked and raised her gaze to his. “Put it inside me, Tanner. Do it quick.”
    Tanner rolled over her, waited as she parted her thighs and eased up her knees, then with a single prod found her entrance. He reached for both her hands and smoothed them up the bed, then laced his fingers through hers. “Hold on, sweetheart.”
    Janine gave him a small smile, and then gasped as he pushed inside.
    Again, he rested his forehead atop