Chapter Four

 

* ABBY *

 

My head had never screamed at me so loudly to stop being an idiot and stop kissing a guy. And I had never so thoroughly ignored the flashing warning signs right in front of me.

Sleeping with Zach was a very, very bad idea. I knew that with every fiber of my being, and yet I didn’t care. I was going to do it anyway.

It didn’t matter that he owned the Evans resort and that I was a local. It didn’t matter that I was planning his friend’s wedding and I should be home sleeping or working on the mile-long to-do list I still had to finish before Saturday. All that mattered was that no one had ever turned me on the way Zach was turning me on right now. When he’d pushed me up against the side of the elevator and kissed me like his life depended on it, I knew I was a goner.

His touch was a drug that I couldn’t get enough of. The way he grabbed my hands and pinned them behind my head sent a thrill through me. He wanted me. He was claiming me. Zach Evans, one of the most powerful men I’d ever met, was interested in me.

I could not have been happier. I willingly followed him off of the elevator and into his suite, and then I couldn’t help but gawk for a moment.

“This is a hotel room? It’s as big as a house!”

I’d never seen any of the resort’s suites, even though several of my clients booked them for their stays before and after their weddings. Now, I could hardly believe what I was looking at. The suite’s door opened into a large living room and dining area. There was a full kitchen, although I doubted many of the suite’s occupants ever actually cooked. The living room had floor to ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. There wasn’t a whole lot to see right now, since it was so dark, but I had a feeling this sight must be quite impressive during the day.

The furniture inside of the suite was impressive. It looked like it was made out of the softest, plushest fabrics one could possibly buy. Two doors opened off either side of the living room, and since both doors were open I could tell that both rooms were bedrooms. Huge bedrooms, with huge beds. I assumed the bathrooms were located in the bedrooms, and that they were also huge.

I looked over at Zach to see that he was watching me with amusement.

“You act like you’ve never seen a suite before.”

I raised an eyebrow at him. “Maybe that’s because I haven’t.”

“Really? I would have thought your clients would have had meetings with you in their suites.”

I shook my head. “No, for whatever reason, everyone has always met with me in a more public place, like one of the bars or restaurants.”

Zach grinned and took a step closer to me. “Well then, let me show you around. Starting with the bedroom.”

He lifted me effortlessly into his arms again, and I squeaked in surprise. But that squeak quickly turned into a moan when he bent his head to kiss me. In that moment, it wouldn’t have mattered if we were here in this world class hotel room, or whether we were in the most rural, rundown house you could possibly find on Driftwood Island. All that mattered was that this man set me on fire. I felt a rush of adrenaline and happiness. Perhaps sleeping with Zach Evans wasn’t going to be the smartest decision I’d ever made, but it didn’t matter. Tonight, I was going to have fun.

I also had a feeling that tonight I was going to have the best sex of my life. The man who was now dropping me on the soft resort bed was the tallest, most muscular man I’d ever seen. His handsome face looking down at me took my breath away like no one else ever had. His steel blue eyes had turned slightly darker, and were burning with desire as he let them roam up and down my body. I could see his erection, already stiff as a rod, tenting up the front of his khaki pants. He was huge, and I whimpered with delight at the thought of him inside of me. This was going to be fun.

“I’m going to have my way with you,” he growled.

His words sent an unbelievable heat all through me. “Please do,” I begged.

He growled again, and then reached down to pull my tank top off of me. He tore away my bra, not caring that he had probably just damaged the clasp completely beyond repair. Come to think of it, I didn’t care either. I would gladly sacrifice a perfectly good bra for the chance to have Zach Evans make love to me. I could hardly believe I was actually thinking that. I should have been appalled at the notion of sleeping with Driftwood Island’s biggest villain. But I couldn’t bring myself to care about island politics right now. Not when Zach had just torn off his own shirt and was standing in front of me bare-chested. How was it possible for anyone to look so good?

He smirked at me as he stood there for a moment. He knew I was checking him out, and that was totally feeding his ego. Normally, that sort of attitude would have annoyed me so much that I would have snatched up my clothes and ran out of the hotel room. But not with Zach. Not when he pretty much had a right to be ridiculously proud of his body.

And not when he was also letting himself check me out with a similar expression of awe on his face. I watched his eyes as they roved past my face and down to my chest, settling on my nipples and grunting in approval at what he saw.

Good. Because I was about to let him see it all up close and personal.

I reached my legs up and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him down toward me. He let me do this—I have no doubt that he could have stopped me easily if he’d really wanted to. But he didn’t want to. He seemed to enjoy having my bare legs so close to his face. He bent down and kissed my calves, one after the other. Shivers of delight ran up and down my spine, and I could feel myself beginning to grow wet between my legs.

He wasn’t content just to kiss my legs, though. He wanted more. He reached over and pulled off my gym shorts and underwear in one smooth motion, giving him a full view of my completely naked body. For a moment, I felt self-conscious. Did he like what he saw? Was I enough to turn him on? As a powerful billionaire who owned resorts in numerous locations, I was sure he must have had the opportunity to see the most beautiful women in the world naked before. So what did he think of me? I almost didn’t dare to look up at him, afraid of what I might see in his eyes. But I forced myself to look. I had to know what he thought of me.

He was shaking his head in wonder, his eyes burning even brighter.

“Abigail,” he said, using my full name reverently as he slowly drew his eyes up from between my legs to look at my face. “You are a goddess.”

I nearly choked trying to hold back my laughter. I’d been called many things before, but never a goddess. I don’t think anyone had ever considered my beauty anything more than average. At least if they had, they’d never bothered to tell me they felt that way. But here was Zach, the most gorgeous man I’d ever met, calling me a goddess. There must be some mistake.

But there was no mistaking his intent as he knelt beside the bed and pulled me so that my legs were dangling over the side, with my dripping wet entrance positioned right in front of his face. I was on my back, and I tried to sit up a bit so I could watch what he was doing, but he pushed me back down.

“Just relax,” he commanded. “Relax and enjoy.”

I closed my eyes, my whole body trembling as I felt his warm tongue beginning to lick at my outer folds. I instantly felt as though a thousand fireworks were going off inside of me, starting between my legs and radiating out to every extremity.

He drove his tongue deeper, licking up my juices as fast as they came, moaning with delight as he explored my clit by flicking his tongue back and forth across it. He was driving me wild, and I could feel a heat and pressure building in my core unlike anything I’d ever known. I whimpered as I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. This was heaven.

Then he reached up to grab my breasts with his strong hands. He never pulled his tongue away. He kept driving it deeper inside of me even as he squeezed tightly against the curves of my breasts. Then he took the hard nubs of my nipples between his fingers, twisting and pulling as I writhed underneath his touch. I’d never felt such ecstasy before.

I had no idea the ecstasy was only just beginning.

As he continued to slide his tongue against my sensitive inner folds, the pressure and heat reached a breaking point. I gasped as my body suddenly gave in, and I went tumbling over the edge. My release came in hot, violent waves as my inner muscles clenched and released in rapid succession.

Zach gave me no reprieve. He continued to twist at my nipples, and drove his tongue deeper into me. He was determined to wring out every last drop of the massive orgasm he’d just given me. For a delicious eternity, my body continued to clench as the fiery tingling sensations of my release passed through me.

When at last my body began to settle, he pulled away from between my legs and came to lie beside me on the bed. I looked at him with a dreamy, half-drunk expression, which apparently pleased him immensely.

“How was that?” he asked, even though he already knew damn well how it had been. It didn’t matter. I was happy to oblige his ego. It was the least I could do, considering the incredible joy ride he’d just taken me on.

“That was amazing,” I whispered. “I’ve never felt anything like that.”

Zach’s grin widened. “That was only the beginning. Ready for more?”

Part of me wanted to beg for a moment to catch my breath, but another, bigger part of me couldn’t wait. I knew that the “more” Zach spoke of involved having that giant dick of his inside of me, and I trembled with anticipation at the thought.

“I’m ready,” I whispered. Zach’s eyes turned a darker blue as his hunger for me filled him once again. He sat up, then stood, and pulled his pants and underwear off. I gasped when he came into full view, unable to keep myself from reacting like some sort of inexperienced school girl. I’d had my share of experiences over the years, but I was pretty sure nothing had ever compared to this. Zach’s dick was huge—even bigger than I’d thought. His clothes had somehow managed to hide just how massive his erection was, and I couldn’t believe that something like that would actually fit inside of me.

But I couldn’t wait for him to try. Neither, apparently, could he.

“Come on,” he commanded, pulling me up off the bed. “Enough lying around. Let’s get serious.”

I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but I let him pull me up and push me toward the wall. I was somewhat surprised that my legs even worked, after the incredible pleasure he’d just put me through. But my steps were strong as I crossed the room, and I felt like I was on top of the world. Nothing could get me down right now. Not when everything about this night was turning out so unexpectedly perfect.

“Bend over for me,” Zach demanded. I shuddered with delight at the alpha tone in his voice, and I bent myself as he ordered. My hands were up against the wall, and the top half of my body was nearly parallel to the floor. This caused my ass to jut out behind me, right where Zach wanted it. He let out a growl of pleasure, then moved to stand right behind me. He pushed just the tip of his huge erection against my entrance, and groaned in delight.

“You’re so wet. So ready.”

I was dripping wet. I’d never been so filled with such a deep desire. I wasn’t sure how my evening had turned out so amazing, but I wasn’t going to argue with destiny or luck or whatever the heck was responsible for the fact that I was about to be taken by an alpha billionaire.

“Just a second. Don’t move,” Zach said. I glanced over as he crossed the room in two long strides, reached into the nightstand drawer, and pulled out a condom. He tore it open and slipped it on quickly, then came back to stand behind me.

“Now…where were we?” he teased. He grabbed me by my hips and shimmied up to me so the tip of his erection was once again pressing against my entrance. I could feel the heat of him even though he was barely touching me yet. I wasn’t sure how I was going to manage to stay standing with so much electricity filling the air between us, but for now, I was just going to enjoy the moment.

I smirked and pushed my ass backward without warning, causing his dick to slip against my dripping wet folds. He laughed, and gripped my hips even tighter. Then he leaned over me so that he could whisper in my ear. His chest was pressed against my back, and I shivered in delight at the feeling of his strength so close to me.

“Someone’s impatient, hmm?” he said, his breath hot against my ear. “Well, then, we better get a move on things.”

He stood back up, and positioned himself at the perfect angle to slide deep into my sex. I felt him pressing gently at first, and then, without warning, he gave one hard thrust and was inside of me.

I gasped and arched my back, as though that would somehow make it easy to contain all of him. He was not easy to contain, that was for sure. He pushed against my inner walls, stretching them and forcing them to conform to the shape of him. He reached so deep inside of me that he was touching parts of me I hadn’t even known existed. I felt him everywhere, and every inch of my most sensitive skin was throbbing with delight. With passion. With heat.

I had never felt so completely consumed by anyone. I felt like I had been waiting for this moment for my entire life without even knowing it. I had been waiting for a man to show me the depths of pleasure that it was possible for me to feel.

Zach held himself inside me for several long moments, letting my trembling body adjust to the feel of him. And then, he started thrusting.

Oh god, he started thrusting. The fire that had been simmering in me instantly turned into an inferno. My trembling legs felt like they could no longer hold me up, but it didn’t matter. Zach’s hands on my hips held me steady as he slid back and forth inside of me, causing the juices of my desire to flow faster and faster. The tingling electricity at my core grew until I felt like I was going to explode from the inside out.

“That’s it, babe,” Zach whispered as I moaned in pleasure. “Make some noise for me. Show me how you like it.”

I moaned again, not so much because he’d told me to but more because I literally couldn’t hold in all the amazing sensations I was feeling. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and pressed my hands against the wall in front of me, bracing myself for the earthquake I knew was coming.

After a few more thrusts from Zach, that earthquake exploded inside of me. The heat overtook my body as tremors of pure ecstasy rocked across me. My inner walls clenched violently around Zach, over and over again. Each spasm was more violent than the one before, and I heard Zach moaning now.

“You’re so hot,” he panted out. “So wet and so hot.”

And then, with a giant roar, he found his release as well. I felt his huge dick throbbing inside of me as he came, pulsing in time with the rhythm of my body’s spasms.

For several wonderful, long moments, we continued to ride the waves of our release together. When he finally pulled out of me, I found that it was difficult to walk. I was definitely going to be feeling that tomorrow, but I didn’t care. The soreness would only remind me of the most magical moments of my life. The moments where I let an impossibly gorgeous billionaire claim me against the wall of his fancy resort suite.

Still breathing heavily, I managed to make it to the bed and sit down. I looked up at Zach to find him staring at me with a very satisfied smile on his face.

“You are incredible, Abby.”

I let out a small chuckle. “Thanks. But I have to say: I think you’re the incredible one.”

He took a step toward me and reached for my chin, tilting my head upward so that I was looking in his blazing blue eyes. “Why do you keep downplaying every compliment I make to you?” he asked softly. “What will it take to make you realize that you truly are amazing?”

I shrugged, not wanting to meet his gaze but unable to look away. He bent down and kissed the tip of my nose ever so tenderly. It amazed me how he could switch between being so rough and authoritative in one moment, and so unbelievably sweet in the next. He had me impossibly turned on from his growly side, and melting from his softer side all at the same time. This man was something else. How was it even possible that he was still single? He must have had a line of about a hundred girls ready to marry him in a heartbeat.

“Well, I tell you what,” he said as he reached to brush away a curl of my damp hair that had managed to escape from the haphazard bun I’d pulled it into after my little swimming workout. “I’m going to spend the rest of tonight showing you just how amazing you are.”

He winked at me, then gestured down at his dick. I felt the familiar, passionate heat starting to fill me again in an instant as I saw that he already had another rock-hard erection. He pushed me backward on the bed and climbed over me, smiling at me with that wide, boyish grin that I was already falling in love with.

“We’ve barely even gotten started,” he said, before bending down to kiss my lips.

I moaned and closed my eyes. I was going to be so sore tomorrow, but I didn’t care in the least. This was going to be a night to remember.