Sex Scene Saturday: Eminence and Tank

This week's offering is a steamy excerpt of Eminence and Tank's love -- or lust -- featured in "Last Call" through Whispers Publishing.

Tank hated himself for succumbing to his primal urges. When he got in a room alone with Eminence, he’d forgotten what a strong pull she had over him. As soon as he pressed his lips on hers, time reverted back to the very last occasion he’d kissed her. He didn’t remember her lips being as supple. Her breasts had gotten bigger, firmer.

Please, God, don’t let them be fake.

When he slipped his tongue into her mouth, Eminence pushed him back. Too much, too soon, too bad.

“What the hell?” She reared her hand back and delivered a solid smack across his face. “After all of this time, did you seriously expect that I would just forget everything that’s happened and welcome you with open arms?”

Tank didn’t say anything, mainly because he didn’t register what Eminence had said. Inside of his body, he battled against wanting to tell her off and stripping her down and fucking her raw.

Eminence planted her hands on her hips and shook her head. “Now I get it. You and Jordie are still together.” She snickered. “Should have figured.” Then she snatched her purse from the desk. “I hope the two of you have a great life together.” She turned to the door.

Seeing Eminence walk away from him again snapped Tank out of his lusty haze. As a scared kid protecting a friend, he’d let her disappear from his life once. As a man who had had his integrity questioned, the hell if he would let that happen again without speaking his mind.

“No, you don’t.” Tank ran around to the door and blocked her path. “You’re going to listen to me. And don’t interrupt me.”

“You don’t know me to—”

Tank framed her face in his hands then pressed his lips onto hers. She tried pushing him off, but he wouldn’t budge. As he kissed her, he walked her back to a corner in the office. He blocked her path by planting his arms on either sides of her.

“You have false imprisonment started on your list of charges. Keep racking them up.” Defiant as always, Eminence crossed her arms over her chest again and pursed her full lips.

Mistake. If she didn’t want to be kissed again, she should definitely draw her sexy lips back. “What are you, a lawyer now?” He attempted to gain eye contact, but Eminence kept her gaze moving around, from the ceiling to the floor to over his shoulder.

“If I were, you would be in deep shit.” She propped one foot against the wall in order to jut out her knee to keep a barrier between them.

“I know what you saw that day with me and Jordyna.” Tank lowered his voice. “But it wasn’t what you think.”

“I’ll tell you what I saw. I saw my former best friend trying to fuck my man, and my man with his tongue down her throat.” Eminence poked Tank’s chest with her index finger.

He noticed that she peered down at her hand and that she felt his chest again as though trying to check its legitimacy. To encourage her to feel more, Tank flexed his chest muscles.

Eminence swallowed hard, peered up at Tank, then drew her hand back while jutting her chin out again.

“That’s not what happened. J came to me as a friend to talk about something personal. I was comforting her when you walked in.”

“Comforting? Is that what you kids called it?”

To silence her, Tank kissed Eminence again. She didn’t stop him, didn’t struggle. Perhaps she started to succumb to him. Surely he started to fall under her unintended spell.

When he pulled back, he said, “Nothing else happened.”

With a shaky voice, Eminence asked, “If that’s the case, why didn’t you come after me and tell me all of this right there and then? You let me go.”

Tank bowed his head. Not going after Eminence that day had been the biggest regret of his life. But he had a fragile friend to soothe. With what she told him, he couldn’t leave her. At the time, he thought Eminence would wait for him, that he would have time to explain. Time had escaped him. She wouldn’t escape him now.

“What she told me wasn’t for me to share. If you want to know what happened, you’ll have to ask her yourself.”

“But—”

When Tank arrested her mouth with his, he managed to slide his tongue into hers. This time she didn’t pull away. Her body melded to his. She lowered her foot and welcomed his body.

When she placed her hand on his shoulder, she, at first, started to push him back. Then she curved her hand behind his arm and pulled him forward. It wasn’t until she allowed a small moan to creep through her throat that she sobered to the situation.

Eminence turned her head. “So that’s sexual assault to be added to your charges.”

“Really?” Tank lowered his hands to grasp her thighs. “Then I had better make this good. I would hate to go to jail for nothing.”

When he stood, he slid his hands under her miniscule skirt.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Eminence asked the question in an indignant manner. However, she didn’t stop him. She rested her hands on top of his forearms as though encouraging him to do what he’d planned on doing next.

“Checking to see if you’re still a thong girl.” He hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties. “Just tell me later.” He pulled them down then pressed her back against the wall.

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Stay sexy,

BridgeT

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