Page 87 of Mile High Addiction

His head dropped between her shoulder blades, his breath rushing in and out with his harsh inhalations.

“God, Bethany, you don’t know what you do to me.Being with you heightens everything, makes me want to grab life by the balls and squeeze every last drop of happiness from it.It’s more than I’ve wanted to do in a very long time.I don’t want to hold back.Don’t ask me to hold back.I won’t.I can’t.Not with you.”

“I love you,” she repeated, because she couldn’t not tell him.She couldn’t not let him know that he had her.To help him battle his demons.Or at least banish them for a while.“I love you, Zach.”

Tears slid down her face.At her back, she heard his gruff sound of pain.

Abruptly, he let her go and strode round to face her.

He gazed at her, eyes filled with turbulent emotion, before he slanted his mouth over hers.His kiss bruised her to the point of pain, his tongue intent on dueling with hers and winning.

When the need for air drove them apart, he permitted her only a second.Then he was back.His hands gripped her in a possessive hold, which she had no doubt would leave marks.

But she didn’t care.All she wanted was his thick, veined cock between her legs and Zach so delirious with pleasure that he would forget his pain.

“I love you.”

He jerked again at her confession.“Bethany.”

“Yes.Please.”

He gripped his cock and caressed it from root to tip.Pre-cum dripped at his slit, making hunger claw at her insides.Stepping closer, he took hold of her hips and surged inside with one long thrust.

Their mingled groan echoed around the room.A trembling seized them both as the first wave of pleasure receded a tiny bit.But that was just the calm before the almighty storm, which had been brewing for hours.

His balls slammed against her ass with each hard ram.Despite the ledge giving her a slight height advantage, the power behind his penetration still lifted her off her feet.

Pleasure like she’d never known screamed through her.“Zach,” she sobbed, feeling bliss careen closer.He pounded relentlessly, his mouth devouring her wherever he could—her cheeks, her neck, the sensitive underside of her arm.

“Fuck, I… can’t get enough of you.Can’t…” he gritted out.“Never leave me, Bethany.Please.”

“I won’t… I won’t… Oh, God,” she cried out as her orgasm exploded from her core.

“Baby… Peaches.”She heard his guttural moan, then he was spewing his load into her, hot bursts of semen that flooded her insides with each body-shaking ripple.

He soothed her body with gentle caresses until their breathing slowed, then reaching up, he released her hands.

Hugging his hot body to her, a sense of peace stole over Bethany.She didn’t fool herself into thinking it was a lasting peace, but she grasped it all the same.

When he freed her totally and carried her to the gurney, she didn’t protest.He made love to her again on the gurney then strapped her into the swing.By the time he settled her into the gadget-free armchair, she could barely move.

At some point before morning slid into afternoon, then into another angst-filled evening, he picked her up and took her back into their suite and ordered a tray of food to be brought up.

They ate, showered, and got back into bed.There he curled her back into his front and with his arms tight around her, he drifted off to sleep.

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The sound of his groan woke her.Turning, she held her breath as another groan squeezed through his parted lips.

Zach wasn’t caught in a nightmare.But whatever he was dreaming about was vivid enough to evoke a spirited response.He smiled then frowned.

One hand raised as if he was waving, then dropped heavily back down.

Abruptly, he turned away from her.

“Fa…”

She raised her hand to touch him, but he moved again, turning to face her once more.

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