His lips were hot, and his touch was electric. Steam poured over our bodies as he undressed me, tossing my clothes aside as he revealed my body to his hungry gaze. His lips were everywhere, exploring my curves and tracing the indentations of my skin while his hands wandered. I shivered at his touch.
He led me into the shower. The hot water poured over our bodies. That, combined with his warm embrace, soothed my troubled spirit. I lost myself in his arms and melted into him.
He knelt before me, and I smiled as his fingers slowly parted my pussy lips. He hummed into me as his lips wrapped around my clit, and I was transported to another realm as he hiked my leg over his shoulder.
I wound my hands into his jet-black hair, and I ground into his lips. I felt him slide a thick finger inside me, and he crooked it behind that sweet little spot that made my mind go blank. I could feel the temperature rising in the piping hot shower. Zach was so intoxicating, and his scent filled my nostrils.
He massaged my other thigh, coaxing it off the floor. My eyes widened, and I looked down at him. He gazed up at me with a devious expression, and I felt him grin into my pussy.
He balanced me against the shower wall as he slowly inched my other leg over his shoulder, holding me up with his thick, strong muscles as he pinned me to the wall. My pussy throbbed, and I felt that coil tightening as his tongue lapped and sucked and flicked. His hands cupped my ass and drew me closer toward him.
“Holy fuck, Zach. What are you doing to me?”
I arched into him, bucking my hips wildly as he lapped me up. My body craved more of him as the water barreled down our bodies. My pussy throbbed, and my clit was swollen, and everything I had racing through my mind came to a halt.
The darkness of that carnal precipice overtook me as his tongue pressed deep into my body.
Over the edge I went, careening toward the jagged rocks as I came on his lips. I coated him in my arousal, feeling the thick fluids cascade over his face. I shook until I cramped. Then he slowly slid me down to the shower floor. The hot water poured over my body as I trembled and shook, my chest panting for the steaming air around me just before his lips collided into mine.
My shaking hand came up to cup his cheek as he pulled me onto his lap.
“You’re so gorgeous,” he said. “I want to be inside you.”
His hands guided my hips. He hurried to put a condom on. His cock slid into me, causing a moan to migrate from between my lips as he pushed against my walls. Our foreheads connected as his hands slid up and down my back.
We breathed each other’s air as our eyes slowly opened.
Zach’s hand came into view just before he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His sky-blue eyes were kind, and his smile was gentle. I could feel every single rippling muscle bracing against me, even as his eyes opened his soul up for me to see. My hands gripped his shoulders as I kissed his lips, a softness pervading both of us as his hands cupped my ass.
Then, I began to move.
“That feels so fucking good,” he moaned. “I love the way you move your pussy all over my cock.”
Faster and faster I rolled into him, craving his body while his lips devoured mine. He peppered my neck with kisses and nibbled at my breasts, raising bruises upon my skin I would love and hate in the morning. My back arched, and his hands rose to support me, my body open for the taking as he pounded into my pussy. I could feel myself dripping down his throbbing shaft, his balls covered in my juices as our scented mixture swirled around our heads.
I lost myself in the strength of his body and the beauty of his lips.
He pressed his face into my tits as his moves became ragged. I rose up and wrapped my arms around him, matching his movement as my pussy coaxed him to his end. I could feel him growing against me as he began to pant, his teeth biting down on his lower lip as he grunted. His face scrunched in pleasure, and his cock grew bigger, threatening to spew everywhere as I ripped myself from his body.
I quickly ripped off the condom and slid his cock down my throat, pressing him back as far as I could get him as he moaned my name into the shower.
“What the fuck? Paige. Holy hell, Paige.”
His legs quivered, and his muscles shook. His cock spilled down my throat, and I swallowed every drop with a smile on my face. His hands wrapped tightly in my hair, holding my face down onto his cock as he came down my throat.
I reduced the big, bad Zach Harte to nothing more than a whimper and a prayer.
I cleaned him up with my tongue before I slid him from my throat. He was panting against the wall, gasping for air as I curled up into his lap. I laid my head against his cheek, and his arm draped around me, lazily pulling me closer to him as my knees planted onto the shower floor. The water felt so good falling around our bodies that we stayed there until it ran cold.
Then, we dried ourselves off before he led me to his bed.
I laid there listening to him lightly snore, and I knew I was in trouble. I had shown up at his cabin to tell him why I had been in town. The conversation with my boss couldn’t have been more volatile, and the talk with Mr. Kent couldn’t have been more degrading.
My boss wanted me to find pieces to tape together in order to make something stick because he was inundated with cases that needed attention. Mr. Kent was less than satisfied with the surveillance information I had given him. I was overwhelmed and confused. I was questioning my own skills and wondering what the fuck I should do.
The one thing I knew I wanted was to be honest with Zach. I almost told him everything. I would have if he hadn’t kissed me.
Telling him would risk everything. If he was innocent, I’d lose the only way to prove that. And if he was guilty, I risked putting myself in danger and tarnishing my agency’s reputation. I sighed as Zach continued to snore. Then a thought crossed my mind.
I figured it couldn’t hurt to check again.
Slipping from underneath the covers, I slipped downstairs and found my way to his computer corner. I toggled his mouse just to see. His computer came alive with a screen I didn’t recognize, and then a feeling of panic jump started in my gut. I sat down at his chair and began studying the screen, trying to convince myself I wasn’t seeing what I was.
Zach had multiple files about Kent Enterprises, including background information on Mr. Kent himself, a sprawling history on the company, and information pertaining to his employees. The company website was pulled up, and Mr. Kent’s itinerary was somehow on the screen.
I flipped through pages of information Zach shouldn’t have, and tears welled in my eyes.
It couldn’t be. This couldn’t be right. Zach was innocent. I knew he was. I didn’t trust much in my life, but I did trust my gut. I trusted my instincts when it came to unfamiliar scenarios, and I trusted my gut when it came to analyzing people.
My gut told me to trust Zach just as much as it told me not to trust Mr. Kent.
But now, I didn’t know if I could prove it. Zach had information about Kent Enterprises on his computer that he could have only gotten from hacking or knowing someone on the inside. While I didn’t see anything pertaining to bank accounts, he did have a great deal on Mr. Kent’s whereabouts, who we fraternized with, and where he was on vacation.
I was more confused than ever, and I needed some time to think. Time to sort this all out and put some pieces together. I knew enough about Zach, but I didn’t know nearly enough about Mr. Kent. If there was any time to risk those red flags, now was the time.
Because I had no other options if it meant helping Zach.