him to feel the softness of her skin compared to the contrast of the puckered edge of her nipple.
She sighed and arched into his palm.
Dipping lower, he kissed her neck and licked along the curve that led to her shoulder. The taste of her skin had him wanting more. He returned to her mouth as he slipped a knee between her thighs. He pressed higher until the fierce heat of her sex was spreading over the top of his thigh. Flexing and shifting, he increased the pressure on that molten spot.
A shiver raced through her body and she quaked beneath him, grinding into him.
Shit, she was so responsive it elevated his desire for her, turning it into a need he was finding hard to refuse.
The elegant material of her dress was a flimsy barrier to what he wanted at the moment. To feel the warm silk of her skin. He dragged the layers up by fistfuls toward her hips until his fingers could graze the top of her knee.
Breaking the kiss, she gulped in a loud breath. “Zac…wait.”
Staring down at her, he didn’t move his hand any higher, but continued the circles along the center thigh. “Kourtney.” Her name sounded like music to his own ears. “Tell me you don’t want this.”
She licked her lips.
The sight of the tip of her pink tongue in the dim light, made his hard shaft throb. His mind conjured up images of things he’d like to see her do with it.
“What are we doing here? This.” She waved a hand between them.
His hand went higher toward the apex of her thighs until he was stroking just along the lacy edge of her panties. “Doing what feels right.”
Kourtney whimpered and shifted against him as he teased the sensitive skin at the bend of hip to her sex. “I can’t think…when you touch me.”
“You do something to me, too, baby.” That was the truth. Being around this woman was like no other. The madness to kiss her, touch her, fuck her made him a stranger to himself.
Below the delicate material of her panties he found her wet, swollen and supple. “Damn,” the curse came out on a groan as he captured her mouth in a fierce kiss.
When her hands slipped over his chest and caressed him through his shirt he rejoiced at her touch. He circled her clit and knew she was as drawn as he was by the waves of passion swelling high and crashing down on them.
Her thighs parted wider, giving him freedom to move. Wanting her an equal participant to what was happening between them, he rolled to his back and brought her with him. She was sprawled over him, her legs outside of his. In her wanton position, he had more access to her wet sex. Locating her opening, he pressed two fingers there and glided them up along her tight walls as far as he could reach.
She pulled her lips away and cried out.
Fuck she was tight as she clenched and pulsed around him. He lowered his other hand to her ass, holding her in place as he drew out and thrust back in.
A beautiful sight. He watched her lips part and her head tip back as she rolled her hips on his hand. It wasn’t only his hand that could feel the motion of her pelvis, but his shaft. She was undulating her sweet ass in his hand, proverbially fucking herself with his fingers. He was loving every rocking movement. He gripped her cheeks tight, refusing to miss a single flex of her firm muscles.
“Come for me, baby. I want to see it, feel it, hear it…” Taste it. His mouth salivated as he thought about how the nectar of her sex would coat his tongue. He moved his hand more aggressive, pumping his fingers hard and deeper into her purposely pushing her toward the edge.
She was close. Evidence of her pending orgasm was in the rough pants, the biting of her nails into his shoulders and the choppy thrusts of her hips.
He ventured with his thumb beneath her panties and pressed along her clit with firm circles as he curved his fingers forward inside of her.
The scream she released as her body stilled then shook on top of his reduced him down to a simple-mind Neanderthal man. All