Page 46 of An Inconvenient Marriage
And there it was again, his thick, hard length twitching against my middle.
I was still having a difficult time believing I did this to him when he gripped my face with both hands and drove his tongue deeper into my mouth. He tasted me with long, languid strokes specifically designed to drive me insane.
The fire that’d been burning just below the surface all night erupted into a full-blown inferno, rushing through my veins and settling between my thighs. I ached and throbbed.
I would have been embarrassed if I wasn’t so delirious with need. He hadn’t even touched me yet, not really, and my underwear was already soaked completely.
And when he kissed me like he’d been starving for this, for us, for an eternity, I couldn’t stop my knees from buckling out from under me. Luckily, Zach still had me pinned in place with that big body of his.
But adding an extra measure wasn’t a bad idea. Reaching out, I wrapped my hands around his forearms. His hard muscles tensed and flexed against my fingertips, and the deep groan that rumbled from his chest only fueled the raging fire of need inside me.
I longed for him to do something, anything, to relieve me of it. But since he was well and truly on his way to kissing me stupid, I couldn’t verbalize it. All I could do was moan every time his tongue swept over mine or when his hold on my face tightened.
We were lost in that kiss for I didn’t even know how long when Zach finally decidedheneeded more. Pulling his mouth from mine, he trailed his lips along my jaw and slowly made his way down my neck.
I caught my breath, but it quickly left my lungs again when his hands trailed down my body, too. One curled around my waist and held me close, but it was the other one that pushed an unholy gasp from my throat.
He’d somehow reached beneath my dress to grab a handful of my butt and squeeze. And even though there was a silky layer separating his palm from my skin, I still felt the burn from his touch.
My mind raced with wild thoughts of begging him to remove the flimsy material and put his hands where I wanted, where I needed them most.
The words were there on the tip of my tongue, they just wouldn’t come out. I hated it. Hated that everything leading up to this one magnificent moment had formed and conditioned me to be this timid little creature.
Hopefully somewhere soon I could finally tell her to buzz off and let the wild woman inside me free. For now, though, I was more than happy to be kissed into delirium.
But, of course, I should’ve guessed a virile man like Zach had other ideas.
As he continued to kiss and lick a hot path down my throat, his fingers dug deeper into my skin, and his hips rocked. The action wasn’t big, just a tiny thrust forward. It was almost as if he had no control over it, like his body was seeking something all on its own.
I liked it.
I couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel if he bent his knees and thrust like that against my core. The thought alone caused another moan to slip from my mouth and more heat to pool between my thighs.
Especially when his kisses reached the top of my dress.
Slicking his tongue over my skin, he swept his hand up my back. It took him just a second to find the zipper.
And another one to drag it down. My heart instantly leaped into my throat.
Could I do it? Could I let him undress and see me? Oh gosh, I really hoped I could, because I knew for certain I didn’t want him to stop whatever he was doing. Not yet anyway.
Holding on to that, I forced my attention back to the moment and reached up to push my fingers into Zach’s hair. A low rumble filled the air at the same time as he gave my butt a hard squeeze.
Then his hands were gone. I wanted to protest until I felt him hook his thumbs under the straps of my dress. And when the material slid over my shoulders and down my arms a moment later, he took a huge step backward.
With his body gone, I thought for sure my knees were going to give out and I’d land on the floor. But the only thing falling was my dress. The lacy black material pooled at my feet, leaving me in nothing but my silky black underwear.
I’d never felt so exposed. The need to cover myself was strong but not nearly as strong as the desire for Zach to keep staring at me like he was. His eyes had turned darker than I’d seen before, his stare even more intense.
But it was the way he swallowed and bit into his bottom lip that truly did me in. He looked at me as if I was something precious and wonderful. And when his eyes finally met mine again, nothing else, but that moment, mattered.
“You’re a goddess.”
He stepped in close, the fingers of one hand immediately trailing up my arm. Slipping them along my collarbone and up my throat before curling them around my nape. With one hard tug, he pulled my cheek to his mouth.
“You should have told me to stop while you had the chance.” Those sinful lips landed on my skin in another wet, open-mouthed kiss. “I’m going to devour every inch of you.”Kiss. “Make you scream.”Kiss. “Make you beg.”Kiss.
He drew back and gripped my chin between his fingers and thumb. “Last chance,mi diosa… tell me to stop.”
