Unbreakable Bonds by Aliyah Burke, Taige Crenshaw Page A

it.”
    “I’m thinking she’s not the only one you should be concerned about.” Rachel gestured her head sideways.
    Ta-Mara glanced over. With the people next to them moving away, she had a clear view of their table where Levi waited. She frowned at the sight of the women lingering around Levi. I understand it, for sure, but damn if I like it.
    “Yep. In no way you think he’s yours,” Heather said dryly.
    Rachel snickered. “She’s having visions of bald heads.”
    “I hate you both.” Ta-Mara released them before she poked them each in their side.
    They laughed then said simultaneously, “You love us.”
    “I have no idea why.” She shook her head then started forward. “I’m going back to our table.”
    Smoothing out her expression, she walked up as if not a care in the world—or that she didn’t care that he had other women practically serving their breasts to him with a smile. Nope, not a problem . Granted, in her mind, she’d not only killed but disemboweled the lot of them a few times over.
    He stood and reached out a hand when she approached. Pasting a smile on her face, she took it and allowed him to seat her. The women glared at her but walked off.
    “Offers for the evening?”
    “Are all women so…forward now?”
    He hadn’t released her hand and his thumb stroked tantalizingly along the back of hers. It was hard to remember that there had been other women near him when he touched her. Looked at her. Hell, when she thought about him. Yes, she had it bad. Her libido had been kick-started and it felt as if the switch to turn it off had been broken.
    “Some are. So”—she lifted the numerous napkins with numbers on them—“calling any of them?”
    “No.” He voiced his refusal so fast it surprised her a bit.
    “You may hit it off with one of them.”
    He turned from the stage and his gaze bore into hers. Intense. Arousing. Determined. “Is there a reason you are trying to push me toward another woman? Do you want me gone?”
    “No.” Oh God, no . “I just don’t want you to think because we…” She gestured with her hand and searched for the words.
    “Fucked long into the night?” His words slid along her skin, decadent and tempting.
    Her slit grew damp and she struggled not to writhe on the seat. “Did what we did, you have to worry about my feelings. If one of them interests you, go for it.” See, she could do the whole not being jealous thing. Thankfully, no one could see inside her for it would tell a completely different story.
    “As I told you in the clothing store, none of them excite me as you do, Ta-Mara. Not a single one of them does this to me.”
    He moved her hand to settle upon his crotch and she felt his hard cock. Heat surged through her. She squeezed his length, loving how his gaze darkened.
    “That’s because of you, Ta-Mara. You. I want nothing more than to bend you over this table, flip that skirt up and fuck you until you lose your voice. Until your legs can no longer hold you. Then I want to flip you on your back and begin again.”
    “Damn, honey, if you don’t want to take him home, I will.”
    The intruder was a woman who stood there in next to nothing, fanning her flushed face with her hand. Normally, Ta-Mara would be embarrassed by this but right now, she was too damn turned on. So she smiled, her hand still upon Levi, who never looked from her.
    “Oh, I’m taking him home. Make no mistake about that.”
    “Want one more?” the woman asked.
    “No thanks.”
    She shrugged. “Can’t blame a woman for trying.” Then she slipped away, but Ta-Mara had already focused back on Levi.
    He slid closer to her, resting his arm along the back of the seat. Lowering his head, he nuzzled the curve of her neck where it met her shoulder. Each touch of his lips made her tremble. It wouldn’t take much for him to push her over the edge. Not here, not like this, especially with his words reverberating in her head.
    Through barely open eyes, she saw her