Chapter Twenty-One
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Zach and Leann fell onto the bed kissing and giggling as they pulled the covers back. His hands felt as if they were everywhere, tugging at her clothes until she was clad only in her panties and bra. A non-matching set, but Zach didn’t seem to mind at all. His blue gaze was hot as it swept up and down her body from head to toe, making her skin tingle with arousal.
She reached for the buttons on his shirt. “Your turn.”
His own impatient hands came up to assist hers. “You still have some clothes on, honey.”
“We’ll take care of it in a minute,” she chided him, tossing his shirt on the floor and pressing her lips to his muscular chest. She kissed a wet trail all the way down his taut abdomen to the button of his jeans before popping it open and tugging down the tented zipper.
His own hands pushed his jeans down his powerful thighs and kicked them away, landing on top of his shirt. His black boxers followed immediately after, leaving him gloriously naked. His body was as beautiful as it was powerful, like a Michelangelo masterpiece in marble.
Zach grinned at her hungry perusal. “Like what you see?”
Her cheeks warm, Leann could only nod shyly as he pushed her flat onto the mattress, hovering over her. Zach reached behind her and unclipped her bra, flinging it carelessly over his shoulder without a second look. Bending his head, he drew a rosy peak into his mouth, licking and suckling at the hard nub before turning his attention to the other side. Arrows of arousal ran straight from her nipples to her clit and she twisted and squirmed underneath him as flames licked at her quivering flesh. They’d barely begun and she was already flying high in the clouds.
He slid down her body, gliding her panties down her legs and onto the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor. Zach pushed her legs apart and insinuated himself between them as his tongue nipped and licked at her inner thighs. Taking his time, he traced patterns on her sensitive skin before traveling to the place she needed him the most. Mewling with frustration, she twisted and bucked, her fingers curling into his silky dark hair.
Slowly and deliberately he explored her folds until she was begging for release. With every flick of his tongue, the coil of arousal in her belly tightened painfully and she’d long ago lost the ability to think or speak clearly. Her world had narrowed to the two of them and his talented mouth and fingers. Nothing else existed except the most exquisite sensations that only he could bring her. Her lids drifted shut, her chest rising and falling rapidly as her heart drummed against her ribs. Sweat bloomed on her skin and her legs trembled as she neared the peak. It wouldn’t take much to send her over. A mere puff of his warm breath would do it.
His mouth closed over her button and he sucked gently, his teeth gently scraping the sides and giving her a pleasure-pain moment. Leann froze for a moment, her torso bowed and her toes curled. Thrashing her head back and forth as the waves wracked her frame, she whispered Zach’s name over and over until she finally drifted back to earth, wrung out but strangely not satisfied. She needed more. She needed Zach.
Leann’s hand drifted down his torso, over his ribcage, skimming his ridged abdomen and down to encircle his thick cock. Long, thick, and hard, it felt like velvet under her fingertips and she stroked it up and down, drawing a ragged groan from Zach’s lips. Smiling in satisfaction, she ran her fingers from the thick base to the reddish-purple head, watching in awe as he threw his head back and moaned. Heady with her own power, she did it again and again.
Scooting down on the mattress, Leann swiped her tongue on the head of Zach’s cock, taking him deeply inside of her mouth as her hand encircled the thick base.
“Fuck, babe, that feels good.” Reluctantly, he pulled away, her mouth sliding off with a pop. “I want to watch while you ride me.”
It sounded hot but this wasn’t Leann’s favorite position. She never seemed to be able to get the rhythm right and it ended up feeling more awkward than sexy, but this was Zach and she was going to give it a try.
Stretching out on the bed, Zach reached into the nightstand next to the bed and retrieved a condom, rolling it on. Taking a deep breath, Leann threw a leg over his muscular thighs so she was straddling him, but he didn’t immediately grab at her like other men had. He ran his hands up and down her thighs in a soothing motion and she felt herself relax under his tender ministration.
Zach was indeed watching her, his gaze almost a physical feeling on her skin. It wasn’t unpleasant and she found that under his worshipful regard she felt sexy and beautiful. His admiration was clear to see in his expression and her urge to cover up and hide dissolved along with any remaining reservations. This was going to be different because it meant something. To both of them.
Her lids felt heavy and she gave in to their weight, letting them drift shut. Enshrouded in darkness her other senses came stunningly alive. The brush of the hair on Zach’s legs against the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. The subtle perfume of their combined arousal. The salty tang of his skin when she leaned forward to drop kisses on his neck and chest.
“It’s your show, beautiful. We go at your pace.”
Zach’s voice was hoarse but controlled. He’d handed her the reins and she was infinitely grateful. Right now she needed to be the one in charge but soon she’d hand it over happily.
The tip of Zach’s cock nudged her entrance but his reassuring words echoed in her brain, assuring her she could take her time. Letting gravity do the work, she stretched wide to accommodate him as he ran over a sensitive spot inside, and she paused to allow her muscles to get used to being so incredibly filled. It only took a moment for the discomfort to turn to pure pleasure.
Oh yes.
Zach’s expression was tortured but to his credit he didn’t reach out and slam her down on his cock. Not yet. He made do with planting a hand on each of her hips, the fingers flexing tightly as she continued to lower herself. Slowly, wanting to savor each moment. When she had every inch he had to give, she let her head fall back with a gasp. She hadn’t expected to feel this much pleasure, but the tingles and sparks of arousal were already beginning to build toward a second peak.
Swiveling her hips experimentally, Leann was rewarded with a groan from Zach, heat and pleasure suffusing her entire body. She did it over and over until she was light-headed and Zach’s hands clamped onto her hips.
“Ready to hand over the control, baby? Or are you enjoying calling the shots?”
She’d barely even answered when she gave out a yelp of surprise. In a split second she was flat on her back, Zach on top.
“Is this okay?”
Hell, yes.
“Do it,” she answered breathlessly. Her body was already responding in its predictable way. Zach quickly took control of the lovemaking, his hands on either side of her body as he nuzzled her neck and shoulder. Each thrust was deeper, harder, faster, taking her breath away and sending her spiraling into orbit. Her entire being was on fire and she wrapped her legs around his lean waist as he powered into her, riding her hard until she thought she would fly apart from the maelstrom of pleasure each thrust evoked.
“More. Faster.” Her voice was thin and needy but Zach heard the plea in her tone. Grunting with the effort, he built up speed, their bodies covered in sweat, increasing the unbearable tension inside of her until she exploded into a thousand pieces. Her nails dug into his back and she cried out his name as her soul flew around the room before splintering into a thousand shards of light.
Forcing her eyes to open, Leann watched as Zach thrust in one last time, his expression fierce, his head thrown back exposing the taut cords of his neck.
Softly, so quiet she almost didn’t hear it, Zach said her name before collapsing on top of her. He gulped in a few deep breaths to feed his starved lungs before rolling onto his back and tucking her into his side. His hands – capable of such violence – were gentle as they stroked up and down her damp spine. He whispered sweet words that didn’t make much sense at the moment, planting kisses on her forehead and temple in between.
Leann had been thoroughly made love to and now she was being cosseted and cuddled. She couldn’t ask for more.
Except maybe round two.
In the morning, after they’d rested awhile. Her limbs were heavy and her eyes wanted desperately to close. She was giving it the good fight when she felt his chuckle rumble in his chest.
“Sleep, honey. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”
She wasn’t going anywhere either. What she had here was better than anything before.