Page 44 of Seducer

There was no way he’d left. He wouldn’t do that. Zach was the kind of man who’d never allow himself to lose a challenge.

Especially to a woman.

I shifted back and forth underneath the waterfall, searching for him, yet there was a moment of apprehension. I felt as if I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. Being here was amazing, but what if my life was derailed? The thought was ridiculous of course. He didn’t even know my real name, which was exactly what I wanted. However, my instincts told me that the man could hunt and discover anything he craved.

And right now, he longed to conquer me.

The small space behind the rocks was just as incredible as the rest of the cave, a slight shoreline providing some relief from the constant spray. I dunked under the water again, coming up and immediately raking my fingers through my hair.

That was the very moment I felt his presence. Butterflies had remained in my stomach, but with his approach, the small creatures were swarming, building like a colony. Now my heart was thudding rapidly in my chest. How could one man have such an effect on me?

He didn’t bolt up from the water as I’d anticipated, merely easing from the rich blue depths like a venomous deep-water beast would do. His body glistened from beads of water, illuminated in an eerie way by the intense blue lighting. Every muscle seemed to stand out, his expression unreadable, but if I had to guess, I’d say he was riddled with wanton, possessive desire.

I backed away, knowing I’d never escape from his clutches. The thought was as alarming as it was spectacular. He was such a different man than I’d expected that I had no understanding of the way I felt about him.

Other than my yearning.

He moved through the water, creating no additional ripples. When he was only inches away, he cocked his head, his upper lip curling on both edges.

“You honestly believe you can escape from me?” His question seemed rhetorical given the fact we were in an underground cave, but there was something about his question that yanked at my breath.

As if we were both glimpsing into the future.

I blinked several times, contemplating doing exactly what he thought impossible. As soon as I moved through the water, he advanced like a true predator, wrapping one arm around my waist. The moment he jerked me against his body, I smashed my hands against his shoulders.

He laughed, the sound stranger than anything he’d issued before.

“Answer the question, Wild Kitty.”

Even his tone was different, more commanding. More demanding. It was as if I belonged to him and had for years. “You don’t even know me.”

“Perhaps not,” he agreed. “But I will.”

He dropped his head so quickly, crushing his lips against mine that I was thrown into a frenzy of need and want, eager to push every boundary I’d built.

He’d kissed me before, but this time the vibrations dancing through me were different. Even more electrifying. The only logical reason was that in the few hours of learning more about each other, the slight tether we shared had grown stronger. I hadno clue how that was possible, but as stars exploded in front of my eyes, I sensed he felt the same.

His deep growls gave that away.

The moment he thrust his tongue inside my mouth, I moaned into the kiss, which he captured. He fisted my hair, holding me in place as he ground his hips back and forth. My God, how could a man be so well-endowed?

I was still trembling as he explored the wet, dark recesses of my mouth, dominating my tongue as if there was no question he was my master.

A strange spark of emotions quieted my hammering heart. He was meant to be in my life. He rolled one hand down my back, cupping my right butt cheek. I wrapped my legs around him, enjoying the buoyancy of the water as the splash of tingling crystals exploded over us.

Only there was no cooling of our passion. That wasn’t possible.

As he sucked on my tongue, I found myself melting into him, scratching his back with my nails as if marking him.

He refused to break the kiss even as he lifted me from the water. Reaching down, I struggled to touch and stroke his cock. I barely touched his cockhead, shuddering the moment I was able to wrap my fingers around the thick bulge. He wasn’t having any of my playfulness, jutting his hips forward and easily pushing my hand aside.

With ease, the tip of his cock pushed against my swollen folds. A single brutal thrust and he impaled me with the entire length of his shaft.

Unable to throw back my head as I wanted, I issued a loud moan that rivaled the sound of the beating water. His eyes were still unblinking, the wry grin on his face one of accomplishment and knowing. He was indeed the master of passion, capable of driving any woman out of her mind.

Zach pulled almost all the way out, just the tip of his cock remaining inside and I clawed his shoulders. My whimper was telling. I needed him, the craving turning much darker. He laughed softly, nuzzling my neck as he’d done before. This time, he bit down on my earlobe the second he plunged into me again.

My pussy muscles ached, stretching to accommodate his huge size. I was in heaven, keeping my eyes closed as he repeated the action.

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