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hurricane-sized orgasm the likes of which I’d not experienced since my time with Frenchie. Those fat fingers of Tai’s knew exactly what to do and zeroed in on that hidden nerve inside and put the tickle pin on it. Titillating it with the pads of his fingers over and over, until I had no choice but to lock my lips around the head of his cock and suck like my life depended on it. At that moment, I gave Hoover vacuums a run for their money.
    Tai’s hand pressed deep, his lower half lifted off the mattress to go further into my mouth. It felt like I was riding a wave. Rolling warm waves rushed over me as I came against Tai’s fingers and mouth just as his essence shot down my throat in long, ropey bursts. When I sucked him dry and he finally removed his hand from between my thighs and laid his head flat against the mattress we both sighed. A bone weary release of pent up sexual tension. As if I weighed nothing, he spun my body around, maneuvered me against his non-tattooed side, and held me close.  
    “Next time we use this,” his tone held mirth as he held up the unused condom between two fingers.
    “Deal,” I laughed, cuddling into his side. He smelled of the ocean, sex, and me. A delectable combination.
    There was another man that always smelled of the ocean and I closed my eyes trying not to bring him into this moment. I’d just had incredible sex and was planning on having a lot more of it and soon.
    Not now . I reminded myself. Enjoy the sexy Samoan while you can .
    Tai slid his hands up and down my back and then up and into my hair where he rubbed my scalp. I’m pretty sure I purred like a kitten under his talented hands.
    “You like that, haole ?”
    I anchored my chin on his chest and traced some of the ink over his heart. “What does haole mean?”
    He smiled, leaned forward, and pressed his lips to my forehead. It was an incredibly sweet gesture for someone who just manhandled me like a Dominant in a BDSM club. Well, probably not. I didn’t know jack about that lifestyle, but he definitely had the dominant nature down.
    “ Haole , means foreigner.”
    “I much prefer girlie,” I grumbled and licked his nipple. His resounding laugh at my sarcastic comment rumbled against my ear and shook me to the core. I could already feel the stirring of desire once more. Just from his laugh. Boy, was I in trouble.
    “Noted, girlie,” he said in that timber I was beginning to love. He lifted me up, and took my lips. And I mean took. Tai Niko did nothing half-assed in the bedroom. It had become abundantly clear in the time we’d already spent together that he put his all into giving pleasure. He owned that kiss as if he was competing for an award, which he would have won.
     

Chapter 4
     
    Oddly enough, we didn’t end up using that condom as planned because just when our last kiss started heating up, Tai got a call. And then another, and another, and another. Apparently, Sunday night dinner was a big deal in the Niko family. So now, after only one day of knowing Tai, which consisted primarily of the two of us going down on one another, I was about to meet his family. His entire family.
    “Now Mia, my family is cool. The coolest. However, you are white, a mainlander. So if they make a comment on your being haole , just go with it. Our people are very proud of our culture, our heritage, and our family lines. They will treat you well and welcome you with open arms… as long as they don’t think we’re in a serious relationship.”
    “That should be easy. We’re not. I’m here on a job for just under a month. End of. I’m happy to reconfirm that. If we play a little on the side”—I knocked his giant bicep playfully with my own—“then that’s a bonus. Right?”
    His lips twisted into a grin so sexy I wanted to smother it with my mouth and gobble it up. “You got that right, girlie. Now come on, in my home you meet my father before anyone else. Then you’ll meet my brothers, and then my