Free Tarzan & Janine by Delilah Devlin, Elle James Page A

hers as he tunneled inside. “Never felt this good. This hot.”
    “Bet you say this to all the girls.”
    “I don’t. Really.”
    “I’ll take your word.”
    He unlaced his fingers and pressed his palms on the bed, then pushed above her, watching her face as he stroked gently into her over and over.
    Her thighs rose, hooked around his hips, and held tight. Her fingers dug into his back.
    Tanner reached down and gave her a hard kiss. When he lifted his mouth, he said huskily, “You can make some noise.”
    “You need the encouragement?”
    “All I need is you.”
    Her breaths were coming faster, but so were his. Her eyelids dipped lazily down. “Feels so good, Tanner Pesky. Feels damn good.”
    “Consider this the basic model. Then imagine it fully loaded.”
    A gust of laughter shook her. “Compare my ass to the chassis of a car, and I’ll kick you to the floor.”
    He grinned. “No more car talk.”
    “Don’t have the breath for it anyway.”
    Tanner reached beneath her and cupped her sweet curvy ass, bringing her closer as he stroked deeper and deeper. Her channel heated around him, moisture easing his way. With sweat beginning to slick his chest and back, he found his rhythm, closed his eyes, and tried not to think about how pretty she was or how perfectly they fit together.
    This wasn’t supposed to happen. They still needed to talk, but damn her fingers were scoring his shoulders, digging into his back, then his ass. He pumped faster, moving her and the bed, faster and faster.
    When her breath hitched and her body bowed, tightening beneath him, he thrust harder until he felt the gentle convulsions rippling around his cock as she came. Only then did he let go, powering into her until he gave a husky shout. He rocked against her, the tension in his balls releasing in steady strokes.
    When he opened his eyes again, she was staring upward. Her expression had him worried. “Did I hurt you?” He immediately withdrew and lay down beside her on the mattress, propped on one elbow.
    “No. No.” She looked everywhere but at him. “This is not happening.”
    “I would have stopped, if you had said to.” He smoothed a hand across her naked belly.
    Janine shook her head, then turned her head and glared. “That’s just it. I didn’t. I can’t believe I let it go this far. I have dreams! This isn’t part of them.” She sat up, pulling up the sheet to cover her naked body. “I’m going to Hollywood, damn it.”
    Back not quite to square one, Tanner lay propped on his side, a smile tugging at his lips. “Though I’d rather you stayed, I’m not stoppin’ you.”
    “It’s not you, it’s me.” She cast him an accusing glance. “I couldn’t stop myself.”
    “And that’s a bad thing?” He chuckled. “Felt pretty damn good to me.”
    “Exactly.” She sighed and lay down beside him. “I should have gotten that part. I should be building my acting resume. Instead, I felt sorry for myself and fell into bed with you the first chance I got. It’s all your fault.” She rolled over and tapped a fist to his chest.
    Tanner captured it and pressed his lips to her fingertips.  “I don’t know, I think you wanted it as badly as I did.”
    She frowned, her pretty brows winging inward. “I’m talking about Hal Miller.”
    Tanner grunted. “Who the hell is Hal Miller?”
    “The director I auditioned for this morning.”
    “For the part you didn’t get?”
    “The director thought I was too flamboyant.”
    “How’s that?” Tanner dragged his attention from her naked body, forcing his gaze around the room. Anywhere but at the naked woman, barely hidden beneath the sheet.
    “Haven’t you seen the newspapers?”
    “Well actually, I have. That’s one of the reasons why I’m here.” Forgetting all his well-rehearsed speeches and promises not to sound too eager, he plunged in. “Janine, I need you.”
    Her eyes widened and her fists clenched. “That’s your problem, buddy. I don’t happen to