Page 64 of An Inconvenient Marriage
It wasn’t my name so much as the warning in his tone that stopped me.
“This moment right here is about you. Don’t make me say it again. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
That one word sent a wildfire through my veins.
Unaware of how much he turned me on, Zach kept one hand on my breast and guided the other lower over my stomach. I knew where this was going, and as much as I ached and throbbed for a release, I wasn’t sure if I could actually touch myself that way.
Of course, Zach picked up on this.
“Look at me.” He waited until our gazes locked in the window, then touched a kiss to my shoulder and another to the crook of my neck. “You’re doing great.”
I didn’t know if it was the praise in his voice or the look in his eyes, but I felt bold. Empowered. So when he guided my hand between my legs, I didn’t stop him. And thank heavens for that. The first slide of our fingers through my wetness felt so good another one of those moans tore from my lungs.
“Shit,” he rasped against my skin. “You’re soaked.” Another stroke. “All this for me?”
I had so many senses firing at once, I was incapable of forming words. “Mmhmm.”
Our hands moved up and down, and my hips bucked. I was strung so tight, I thought I might snap at any moment. Zach leaned in even more and nipped my skin. The sudden sting coupled with our hands sliding between my legs pulled a needy moan from my throat.
“Are you aching and throbbing?”
I nodded furiously.
Our fingers worked faster, and his teeth grazed my skin again. “Words. I need your words.”
“Yes.” That’s what I wanted to say, but it came out as a mumbled huff.
Zach chuckled. The deep timbre of the rumble caused everything inside me to tingle in the most delicious way possible.
“Do you want to come?”
My breath hitched. “Yesss.”
“Good girl.” Zach planted an open-mouthed kiss against my throat, then his hand between my legs fell away. “Then push a finger inside.”
I hesitated for just a second, but the moment I did it, I couldn’t keep the sigh from spilling over my lips. Without him telling me to, I withdrew my finger and plunged it right back in, and holy wow, it was incredible.
Before I even realized what was happening, my hand and hips were working in tandem, creating an incredible build inside me. Somewhere I’d stopped touching my breast, but Zach’s hand was still there, working me into a frenzy.
His erection thrust against my butt in time with my finger slipping in and out of my body. To the same rhythm as my rocking hips pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Then just as I thought I couldn’t possibly take any more, he pinched my nipple. Hard.
“Another one.”
At the sound of his demanding tone, I pushed a second finger inside myself and freaking lost it. It was too much and too little all at the same. My head lolled back, and sounds I didn’t even recognize tore from my lungs.
My free hand went to Zach’s thigh, fingers digging into his skin. I was right there on the edge. So close. My hips rolled faster, my movements desperate and frantic. My breaths came in short bursts, ending in little whimpers.
“Eyes,” Zach suddenly ordered.
I knew what he meant. Slowly lifting my head, I met his dark stare in the window and gasped. His gaze was filled with so much hunger, it just about unhinged me.
“Come for me,mi diosa.”
One, two more strokes of my fingers, and my world exploded. I pulsed and pulsed, the feeling so strong and powerful it forced my eyes shut. My body spasmed, and I was pretty sure I saw stars at some point.
