Page 88 of An Inconvenient Marriage
With my attention solely on that, I hurried downstairs. But the closer I got to her, the faster my heart galloped. My skin was already alive and on fire, and the feeling only intensified at the thought of seeing her, holding her, kissing her.
It’s just physical, I reminded myself. Nothing more than eagerness to take care of her needs and get mine satisfied in return. That’s all it was.
Only, when I stopped in front of her and she beamed up at me with those big blue eyes and a wide smile on her face, I knew I was lying. This woman had already ruined me, and she didn’t even know it.
She could never know it.
“Hi,” she said sweetly. “Did your meeting go well?”
Reaching forward, I took her book and pencil from her hands and set them on the table beside her. I grabbed the armrests and threw my leg over so I was standing wide-legged over the lounger.
Natalie had lowered her legs, which made it easy for me to lean all the way forward.
“It was terrible.”
“It was?”
I nodded. “Oh yeah.”
“How come?”
“Because you were on my mind the whole damn time.”
She licked her lips, and all I could think about was sucking her tongue into my mouth.
“And that’s a bad thing?”
I couldn’t resist any longer. Closing the distance between us, I stole a kiss from her lips, then made my way to the shell of her ear. “It is when I’m sitting there with a raging hard-on when I’m supposed to be listening to financials and zoning permit problems.”
“Sorry.”
“Hmm.” I kissed my way down her neck and absolutely loved it when she tilted her head to the side to give me better access. “Maybe you should make it up to me.” Sticking my tongue out, I swirled it over her skin all the way to her collarbone.
From this vantage point, it was hard to miss the way her nipples were straining against the material of her dress and even harder to resist sucking one into my mouth. That first touch had Natalie’s back arching off the seat and a happy sigh blowing over her lips.
Shit, she was so damn responsive. It drove me insane. So much so, I sucked even harder.
“Zach,” she moaned. “We’re… oh… we’re outside.”
I didn’t care where we were. I just wanted her to scream my name. Then her words sank in, and even though I didn’t mind a bit of exhibitionism, I sure as shit didn’t want anyone seeing her naked and vulnerable.
That was for my eyes only.
Shit. There my screwed-up thoughts went again.
I gave her nipple one last nip, then shifted my attention to her eyes. Those pretty blue irises were filled with so much heat, she couldn’t hide it even if she tried.
“Are you wearing a swimsuit under the dress?”
Her cheeks changed color like they always did when she was embarrassed. “Yes.”
“Let me see.”
To give her room, I pushed off the lounger and stood at the foot end. Natalie licked her lips again and tucked a few non-existent strands behind her ear. Slowly straightening into a seated position, she grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head.
Holy.
Shit.
