Tuck knew better than to get distracted. And still there was London. She struck something in him. Something that he couldn’t dig out like he had so many troublesome things in the past. Somehow, she’d managed to sink roots that he couldn’t just rip out.
Or maybe it was that he wasn’t willing to rip them out.
At this moment, with her naked beneath him, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was what was happening between the two of them. Right now, that was all that existed.
London cried out, letting him know his tongue had hit just the right spot. He played it back and forth over the sensitive patch several more times until she screamed. Every muscle in her body clenched and she shook. He continued caressing it over and over until the waves of pleasure appeared to ebb. London’s body went li
