Chapter Seventeen
Toni’s eyes fluttered open, then dropped closed again as sunshine flooded her room. She must have forgotten to close the blinds before turning in for the night.
With a sigh she burrowed deeper into the warm cocoon of blankets and body heat. The soft cotton of her favorite sheets against her naked body was soothing and pulled her back toward sleep.
Wait. Naked?
Her eyes popped open as an intense barrage of erotic memories came at her from all angles.
Oh shit.
Just hours ago, Zach had fucked her against her bathroom wall like he’d die if he didn’t have her. She wasn’t deluded enough to say she’d slept with Zach or even that they’d had sex. No. He’d fucked her, plain and simple.
And she’d loved it more than she’d loved anything in a very long time.
It was quick, dirty, raw, and gave her an orgasm that topped the charts.
Just how she liked it.
Argh, just thinking about it made her want to spread her legs and invite him back in.
But that wasn’t possible for two reasons. One, because she refused to allow it again. She’d broken her rule and acted on lust instead of sticking to her search for a good partner. She hadn’t been fucked like that in a long time. Since before it all went bad.
And now, she had the perfect example of why she didn’t allow herself to indulge in those desires. There she was, lying in the bed bright and early, wet with desire from nothing but some memories. She’d enjoyed it too much. Too much to think rationally and choose a man that would participate in a healthy relationship. So she stayed away from the sexy, alpha, bad boys. No matter how good they gave it.
There was a second reason she wouldn’t be hopping on Zach for a morning repeat ride. And that was because the side of the bed he’d slept on was empty.
He’d left.
And she told herself in her sternest inner voice that she wasn’t remotely disappointed.
Liar, liar.
The sound of the toilet flushing came from Toni’s master bathroom and every muscle in her body tensed. Holding her breath, she rolled over and peered at the strip of light under the bathroom door.
He was in there. Zach hadn’t left.
Was it possible to feel both elation and dread at the exact same time?
Yes. It was.
The water turned on and Toni turned on her back then squeezed her eyes shut. It was simple. She’d pretend to be asleep. Zach was probably banking on her still being in dreamland anyway. This way he could grab his clothes and leave without any morning after awkwardness. Hell, he’d probably be grateful for the reprieve.
The plan might not be the most mature, but it would work.
The bathroom door opened and Zach’s heavy tread sounded across her wood floor.
And then, it stopped.
She had the feeling he was standing at the foot of her bed, but since she couldn’t see, she wasn’t confident in his location.
Nothing happened for a few moments, and Toni’s skin grew prickly with awareness.
What was he doing? Watching her? Dressing? No, it was too quiet for him to be putting his clothes on.
She fought hard to keep her breathing as deep and even as it would be in slumber, but not knowing exactly where he stood and the thought of him watching her had her body going crazy. The tiny hairs on her arms stood straight out from skin that felt overly sensitive. Her nipples tightened and her soaking wet sex clenched as though calling out to him.
Damn it.
Seconds ticked by and then his hand gripped the sheet next to her foot and drew it off her at a pace so slow she wanted to scream. The fabric coasted down her body, baring one inch at a time to the cool air and his hot gaze. Her upper chest was leisurely exposed. Then her nipples, her abdomen, hips, and finally the wet and achy spot between her legs.
“You know,” he said in an amused voice. “I’ve got fifteen minutes until I have to leave for the clubhouse. Just enough time to make up for last night’s missing foreplay. What do you say, baby, you going to stop pretending to be asleep and open those pretty legs so I can eat you before I have to leave?”
Holy shit the guy gave good dirty talk.
Her eyes flew open and she met his smoldering gaze. Wearing nothing but unfastened jeans, he stood at the foot of her bed with his naked torso a feast for her eyes. The definition of temptation.
And all Toni’s very sound arguments from moments ago vaporized. God, she was weak. She could berate herself for hours later. For the whole afternoon if she wanted. For now, she’d be taking what he offered. “Well,” she said, bending her knees and separating her legs, “I suppose I’d be a terrible hostess if I sent you away hungry.”
His attention was one hundred percent focused on her dripping pussy, but his lips quirked at her remark. “I’d say you’ve been a pretty damn good hostess so far.”
She smiled and held her breath as he crawled onto the bed and settled between her spread legs. “Damn, Toni. Look how wet this pussy is, and I haven’t even touched you yet. Were you lying here thinking about my cock? Thinking about how it filled you up? Stretched you? Thinking about how you want more?” He tsked and ran a finger through her saturated folds. “That’s greedy, baby.”
Toni gasped. This man could own her body so easily. And maybe even her heart. She had to put a stop to it before she got sucked in and lost herself.
“You know what men do with a greedy pussy?” He swiped his tongue across the path his finger had just taken and this time Toni jolted and cried out.
Later. Later she would put a stop to it. After she came. “W-what?”
“We fuckin’ own it, baby.”
Oh God. Exactly what she was afraid of.
And then there was no more talking. He licked her again, this time a slow journey around her clit. And slow was the key word. He took his sweet time circling her clit. It was its own kind of torture, ramping her up and holding her steady in a state of frenzied need.
Her hands fisted the sheets and she squirmed, lifting her hips against his mouth. Anything to get him to move faster and put the pressure right on her clit. It didn’t work. He kept at her in a unhurried manner. What happened to only having fifteen minutes until he had to leave?
“Zach.” She moaned, then bit her lip. She’d always loved sex, but sometimes had a little bit of trouble really losing herself in the moment. All the therapy she’d had years ago taught her that was completely normal. It was probably also part of the reason she chose men like Chris. They were safer in her mind. Wouldn’t make her lose control.
But she wanted to lose control, even if her subconscious was a little afraid of it. The previous night was the only time in her adult life she’d really let the moment consume her.
“What’s wrong, babe? You need something different? More?” His voice was laced with amusement.
Damn him. He knew exactly what he was doing to her. And he was going to make her ask for it.
“All you gotta do is tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you, beautiful. You have any idea how hot it is when a woman knows what she wants and demands it? It’s hot as hell, Toni. Tell me what you want.”
What woman could resist that? “More,” she said, gripping the sheets for dear life.
“More what? Tell me.”
She screwed her eyes shut and shook her head. “More on my clit. Harder. Right on it.”
“Ahh,” he said on a chuckle. “Like this?” He flattened his tongue and pressed it right against the swollen nub.
Sharp pleasure blasted through her on contact and her hips jerked hard, banging him in the face. “Yesss,” she hissed.
“What else?” he asked before he blew on her, making her back arch.
“A finger.” Shit, she could barely speak with him tonging her clit again and again.
“What about my finger? This?” He rimmed her entrance with the lightest of touches and she almost screamed at him.
“No! Fuck me with it.”
“Ohhh. Now I get it. Finger fucking and lots of clit action. Your wish is my command, beautiful.” Without any further teasing, he speared her with two fingers at the same time he flicked his tongue in a rapid clip over her clit.
Toni saw stars. Without thinking—because it was no longer possible—she released the sheets and grabbed his hair. She held his face against her and ground her hips against his mouth. All shame, all self-preservation ceased to exist. All that mattered was the extreme pleasure coursing through her coupled with the powerful orgasm that loomed just out of reach. Exactly what she both wanted and feared.
“Fuck yeah,” he said. His voice was slightly muffled by her pussy. “I knew this version of Toni was in there. All you needed was a real man to draw her out.”
Oh God. She should say something. Deny his claim. But it was the truth. She’d needed a man like Zach to fuck her right for so long.
When she did nothing but whimper in response, he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. He wasn’t gentle. No, that went out the window when she grabbed him and tried to suffocate him with her pussy.
Toni’s legs shook and her breath came in spurts. Zach curled his fingers inside her, rubbing exactly where she needed and she finally got release. The orgasm burst through her, making her scream his name as her body trembled.
It seemed to go on and on, the shaking, the pleasure streaming through her veins, the gentling of Zach’s mouth. And when it finally subsided, she was a limp sack of bones on her bed.
She opened her eyes to find Zach braced on his hands, looming over her. He pressed a quick kiss that tasted of her to her lips then smiled. “Thanks for breakfast, beautiful. Think that was good enough to earn me a cup of coffee before I go?”
Toni couldn’t keep the slap happy grin off her face if she tried. “I think that earned you the whole pot.”
With a laugh that lit up his handsome face, Zach sat back on his heels. “I’ve only got time for a cup, but I’ll take a rain check on the rest of the pot.”
She stiffened. He was asking for more. As much as she wanted to say yes, it was time to pull the plug. “No, uh, that’s fine. I’ll just make a cup. I’m due at the restaurant soon anyway. That was, uh,” she cleared her throat, “really great. I guess I’ll see you around.”
Zach’s lips quirked. “See me around, huh?”
She shimmied until he was no longer straddling her and backed against the headboard, pulling the sheet up around her nakedness. “Yes. Thank you for, uh…” She motioned the bed.
“Thank you for eating your pussy until you screamed my name and almost crushed my head with your legs? Believe me, baby, the pleasure was almost as much mine as yours.” He winked. “Almost.”
Her face heated until she felt like she had a fever. He was going to make this difficult. Damn man. Looked like she was just going to have to be straight with him. “Look, Zach, it was great. Actually, there isn’t even a word for how great it was, but it can’t happen again. I’m not looking for this. I’m looking for—”
“A boring suit who wouldn’t know how to fuck a woman if she came with an instruction video?”
Okay, maybe that was an accurate description of Chris, but it was still a low blow. “No,” she said. Her feet hit the floor and she yanked the sheet out from under him with all her might. She must have looked like an idiot tugging on the thing until it sprang free and she stumbled back. Straightening her spine like she wasn’t mortified, she wrapped the sheet around her chest and paced. “I don’t want to turn this into something ugly. We had fun, let’s just leave it at that. Okay?”
Zach stood as well and shook his head while he folded his arms over that damn chest. “No.”
Her feet stopped moving and her mouth dropped open. “No?”
“No. I will not leave it at one night. I haven’t begun to tap into what I’ve imagined doing to you. You’re running scared.”
“Um, I am not scared of anything.” Liar. Liar. She was scared. Scared of choosing the wrong man. Scared of being hurt. Scared of losing control of herself. “I just don’t want this with you. Are you trying to tell me you’re looking for a serious relationship? Gonna get a nine to five job? Put up a picket fence? Have the neighbors over for game night?”
Zach snorted. “Fuck no. But I don’t see what one thing has to do with the other. You’re here for a few more weeks. I’m here. We fuck like we’re made for each other. Why not wear each other out for the next few weeks?”
Because she would become addicted to the pleasure. And she’d lose herself and the life she worked so hard to create. Worked so hard to fix. She’d lost so much because of her mistakes. Sometimes she could still hear her parents’ disapproving voices in her head, telling her she was no longer welcome in their home. She’d sullied herself and they were through cleaning up her messes. “Because I don’t want that. I’m not some fuck toy you can play with when you’re in the mood.”
Zach snorted and stalked toward her until he crowded her against the wall. “That’s not what I meant and you know it. Besides, you weren’t exactly complaining when I had my face buried in your pussy.”
She closed her eyes. No, she hadn’t complained. No woman in the world would complain about that. But a few orgasms didn’t make everything all right. It was all the more reason to remain firm.
“Running scared. Like I said.” He backed away from her and she tightened her hold on the sheet. “No worries. I’m a patient man.” He continued walking backward toward her door. “Forget the coffee. I know a great diner that serves kick ass coffee. I’ll swing by later on.”
As he neared the door, he bent and scooped his shirt from the floor. After shrugging into it—Toni looked anywhere but at his sexy form bunching and stretching while he dressed—he picked up something else. With a grin so wicked it could have come from the devil himself, Zach held up the lacy panties she’d been wearing the night before. Her eyes widened as he brought them to his face and inhaled before stuffing them in his pocket.
“Catch ya later, babe.” He winked, then the playful look disappeared from his face. “Oh, I’m gonna have a prospect tail you to and from the diner today. I’m not really worried, but you’ve been seen with me and with the shit going down with Mav, we can’t be too cautious. Just go about your business and pay no attention to him.”
Toni couldn’t process the rapid change in him from lover to MC enforcer, so she just nodded.
And then he was gone.
Toni sagged against the wall. There was no use denying how amazing she felt after two Zach-given orgasms. But in the span of one night her life had gone from complicated to uber complicated. And now she had to have a biker follow her around?
What the hell had she gotten herself into?