lightly. “I won’t lie, I’ve thought about this myself. More than I want to admit.”
“You always were stubborn.”
With his tongue and lips, he blazed a trail of heat from her neck down to her stomach. He kissed his way past her belly button and blew gently on the blonde hair shielding the bundle of nerves that craved his attention.
The cooler air made her whole body vibrate and tingle, but before she could catch her breath, she felt his tongue. Zach licked her in one long, deliberate swipe, wrenching a moan out of her.
“Oh, yes,” she panted, gripping the bedspread.
Her thighs opened wider in invitation as she felt his fingers start to explore. Zach’s dark head between her creamy thighs was such an erotic sight that her entire body tensed with need. Never in her entire life had she wanted a man as much as she wanted him.
Her body was molten lava under Zach’s touch. It was a revelation.
One finger entered her and she was dizzy with pleasure. But when his mouth covered her and began sucking and licking, she just let go and moaned…long and loud.
“God, you taste good.”
“I need more,” she said, mindlessly lifting her hips. She was almost there. Almost over the edge with pleasure. He gave one last lick and crawled back up her body to take her mouth. She tasted herself on his tongue, tangy and sweet.
He moved to the side to open the top drawer of the nightstand and grab a condom. Donning the latex, he nipped her neck and then he whispered, “Wrap your legs around me.”
Heat licked across her skin consuming her as she felt him slowly penetrate her. Her legs were up around his middle as inch-by-glorious-inch, he pushed into her, stretching her. He rocked in and out, going in further and further with each thrust.
Elizabeth gasped as he thrust hard one more time and was seated to the hilt. He held still then, letting her adjust to his size. His breathing was hard and his body was tense. She loved his control and strength.
“How does that feel?”
“It’d feel better if you moved ,” she said, straining closer. Her arms locked around his neck as he teased her with long, drugging kisses.
“I want to make this good for you.”
“It’s already better than anything I’ve ever experienced,” she whispered. When she felt him stop, she worried that her words were a turn off. Who wanted a woman everyone else said was frigid?
“Jesus,” he said in a strangled voice, looking deep into her eyes. “I’ll make sure it’s the best. Hold on.” Then he exploded in movement, rocking in and out of her harder, and faster. “Is this what you want?”
Her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow, “Yes, oh yes.”
The pleasure was so intense, she worried she would fly apart. Her thighs trembled as she held on.
How often had she dreamed of this? Zach loving her, pleasuring her, making her his for the night. He sat up on his knees and hooked her legs over his forearms, still thrusting into her. And when he used his thumbs on her, the world tilted. She convulsed around him, her orgasm harder and better than anything she’d ever done herself.
“Look at me,” he demanded. When her eyes found his, he thrust harder, watching her every movement. “Who’s in your bed, Beth? In your body?”
“You are,” she rasped. Elizabeth’s orgasm still rolled through her, wrenching another moan out of her.
Zach’s breath hissed through clenched teeth as he ground his hips against her, drawing out her pleasure as he found his.
“Oh. My. God…Zaaaccchhh!”
Releasing her legs, he collapsed with a groan, landing on his elbows, on either side of her head. He kissed her closed eyes and then moved to her lips, kissing her over and over as he gathered her into his arms and slid them both under the covers.
She curled into his side and threw an arm across his chest.
“That was way better than anything I’ve ever written about.”
“Yes, ma’am. It sure was.”
She grinned, “You’ve
Dan Gediman, Mary Jo Gediman, John Gregory