Page 120 of An Inconvenient Marriage
I leaned forward and gripped her chin. “Then say it.”
Her lids fluttered closed, thick eyelashes fanning her cheeks. But when those blue eyes met mine again, the determination in them stole my damn breath.
“I want to taste you, Zach. I want to know what it feels like to have you in my mouth.”
For the first time in my life, I was at a loss for words. All I could do was lift my ass so she could pull down my pants and briefs.
Before I could blink, she wrapped her hand around my erection and drew me into her mouth.
“Fuck.”
Gritting my teeth, I drew in a sharp breath through my nose. She hadn’t even done anything yet, and it already felt so damn good to have those sinful red lips wrapped around me. All I wanted to do was thrust my hips up and hit the back of her throat but I knew she had to do this at her pace.
Even if it killed me.
Time stood still, and so did Natalie. She didn’t move at all. Shifting slightly, I threaded my fingers through her hair. “You don’t have…Mierda!”
In one swift motion, she’d taken me completely into her mouth. All the way down and all the way back she went before doing it again and again.
“So damn good,” I groaned.
My words spurred her on. She tightened her fingers around me. Her mouth and hand worked faster. I couldn’t help myself. My hips shot up, screwing her pretty mouth in earnest. I wouldn’t last long like this. Not with her being so damn perfect and taking every inch of me like the good girl she was.
But I wanted to be inside her when I came.
I was about two seconds away from shooting my load when I yanked her up and crashed my mouth to hers. I kissed her long and hard until I wasn’t sure whose air I was breathing anymore.
Natalie was the one to break our kiss to plead against my lips, “Zach, I want you.”
“Then have me.” Leaning back, I wrapped my hand around my erection. It was still wet from her magnificent mouth, and I couldn’t wait to have it soaked with her juices. But first, “Take off everything, except the heels.”
Thank fuck my girl didn’t have to be told twice. Making quick work of her dress and bra, she stood before me in nothing but sparkly high heels. And so turned on even her inner thighs were wet.
I pumped into my fist. “Get over here.”
Stepping forward, she lowered herself onto me. Slowly sinking down inch by inch until I was buried to the hilt. I swear every time I was inside her like this, I couldn’t help but believe she was truly made for me.
“You always feel so damn good.” Thrusting into her, I swept my hands up her back and leaned forward to draw a taut nipple into my mouth and greedily sucked on it.
Natalie threaded her fingers through the hair at my nape and rocked faster.
By the time I turned my attention to her other breast, she was so close to falling apart, her movements became short and choppy. Dropping my hands to her waist, I hefted her slightly, then drove her back down. My teeth grazed and nibbled while I set a new, faster pace for her.
One that didn’t take long to push her over the edge. But before she had time to fully come down, I completely lifted her off me and stood.
“Turn around,” I ground out.
Still reeling from her orgasm, Natalie slowly spun around and looked at me over her shoulder. I was done for. Those blue eyes were like a damn leash, and I knew, I fucking knew, I’d follow her wherever she went.
With that thought ramming into me, I stepped forward and whispered against her ear, “Bend over.”
Two, maybe four seconds ticked by before she leaned over the table, ass sticking out like an offering.
I smoothed my hands over her cheeks, then gripped her hips and slammed back into her. Natalie’s back arched, and she made a sound I’d never heard before. Shit. I was on the verge of asking her if she was all right when she jerked her ass up and down in search of friction.
Thank fuck.
I dug my fingers into her skin, hard enough to leave bruises, and fucked her hard and fast. It’d never been like this. But I had no control over this insatiable need to claim her. To ruin her for anyone else.
