Page 68 of Furious
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” I murmur, drinking her in as her dress slides down her hips, pooling at her feet.
Since Lev dropped her off earlier, I’ve been keeping my desire for her on a tight leash. We’ve only shared brief, shallow kisses that have done nothing but stoke the flame of my attraction to her.
My control finally snaps and my lips find hers.
There is nothing brief or shallow in our kiss this time. I press my lips against hers and when she opens, my tongue slips into her mouth.
God, she tastes so good.
I drink her in, exploring her mouth. She gives as good as she gets, meeting me stroke for stroke. Her hands travel down my chest and stomach until they find the button of my jeans.
“If you need to slow down,” I pant, nipping at her bottom lip and licking that same spot to soothe the sting I just caused. “Just say so. We can?—”
“No.” She lowers my jeans and boxer briefs down my hips.
“Fuck.” I chuckle. “I’ve never liked the sound of the word ‘no’ more than I do right now.”
Her plump lips curl up in a smile as her eyes travel down the length of my body. “Slowing down is the last thing I want, Ares. I’ve wanted you since the night we met.”
“I have too, princess. I just want to make sure that if something feels like it’s too much, you let me know. We can stop anytime.”
“Kiss me, Ares.” Her arms surround my neck. “And don’t stop.”
The contact between our slightly damp skin drives me wild as we kiss again. Her soft chest smashed against my hard one.
I scoop Zara up in my arms and carry her to my bed. I don’t know what I did to deserve her.
Maybe her coming back into my life and wanting me like I want her is a present from Atlas.
There’s no way to know for sure and I stop questioning it. All I know is that now that she’s back, and that she wants me, I’m going to fight for her. Whether it’s against Dad’s wishes or my brother and my best friend’s desire to have Zara for themselves.
She’s a part of me. For a reason I can’t even begin to explain, she understands me like no one else ever could. Not even my twin brother.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you all over like this since the moment I saw you.” I say between feverish, open-mouthed kisses down the column of her neck.
I kiss my way down the swell of her chest with a target in mind. Before my lips get even remotely close to her nipples, her skin pebbles in anticipation.
The small pink tips are two tight, achy points waiting for my mouth.
“Yes.” She moans when I swirl my tongue around one of the hard peaks.
I close my mouth around it, adding suction to my kiss, and Zara arches her back with a thrilled little gasp.
That sound travels straight to my cock. I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want Zara right now.
But I don’t want to be selfish. This can’t be a quick fuck just to get what I need. I want to give Zara as much pleasure as I’m going to take from her.
So I keep laving her perfect tits with attention, kissing, licking and biting her flesh until we’re both a needy, quivering mess.
Only then I let myself move down to the soft expanse of her stomach, teasing the soft skin by the waistband of her panties.
I can’t wait to have Zara totally naked, but when she squirms under my open mouth, I can’t resist the urge to tease her. I grabthe lace between my teeth and pull slightly, letting the elastic snap back against her milky skin.
The elastic is too soft to cause pain, but a scatter of goosebumps appears on Zara’s lower stomach.
“Ares.” She begs when I continue teasing, moving the fabric with my nose over her hipbone, letting it snap back to its original place as I kiss my way down to her inner thigh.
“Hmm?” I ask, without lifting my face to look at her.
