Page 61 of An Inconvenient Marriage
I started to shake my head when he spoke again.
“I’ll never do anything you don’t want me to do. If this is too much, we don’t have to do—”
“It’s not that… I just… I don’t know.” I chewed the inside of my cheek. “I’m afraid I’ll let you down.” Gosh, could I make this moment more freaking awkward? I didn’t have to see it in a mirror to know I was blushing furiously. Rolling my tongue over my lips, I closed my eyes and begged the earth to swallow me up.
But as always, Zach was right there with a gentle brush of his thumb over my cheek. “Look at me.”
It took me a second or two to find the courage to open my eyes again, and when I did, Zach rewarded me with his gorgeous smile.
“You couldn’t let me down even if you tried. Do you know why?”
When I just stared, Zach grabbed me by the waist and tugged my body flush against his.
“Feel that? That’s all you. Everything about you is a damn turn-on.”
I didn’t know what came over me, but I had to see for myself. Not that I didn’t know how hard he was, I’d felt it against my midsection. Despite that, I wanted to look and touch… even if I wasn’t at the point to actually say it out loud yet.
Pulling away slightly, I lowered my gaze to the bulge in his shorts and bit my lip.
Zach groaned, and his voice was strained when he spoke again. “The things I want to do to you… You’ll feel so good, you’ll beg me not to stop.”
My heart crawled into my throat, beating so loud and off rhythm, I needed a moment to compose myself before I could speak. “Show me how good it can be.”
He made a noise, could have been another groan or a growl. I didn’t know, just that the deep gravelly sound vibrated through my body and settled between my thighs. His fingers dug into my waist, and for a hot second he stared at my mouth like he wanted to devour it.
But then he was gone.
Not completely. He’d only taken a few steps back, but I felt the distance between us as if we were on two separate planets.
I was ready to complain about it, too, until he jerked his chin forward and in a low voice demanded, “Take it off.”
Right. Because no touching could happen with clothes on. And I definitely wanted touching. I was just nervous. Which was completely ridiculous, considering he’d seen me in my underwear before.
I made a move to grip my dress, but my hands were trembling so much, the hem slipped from my fingers.
Seriously? Hadn’t I embarrassed myself enough already?
“I’ll take mine off, too.”
He’d barely said the words when he started undoing the buttons on his shirt. One by one, the buttons popped open under his long fingers deftly moving down the fabric. I was transfixed, and when he finally shrugged out of the material, I couldn’t stop staring.
This man was a masterpiece sculpted by the gods. My fingers itched to trace every ridge, to feel his muscles flex and ripple beneath my touch.
“Now you.”
I bit my lip and forced myself to push past this sudden bout of nervousness. This was Zach, and he was already looking at me with desire in his eyes. I could do this. Keeping my gaze on him, I stepped out of my sandals and gripped the hem of my dress again. After another quick breath, I managed to not only hold on to it but pull it over my head, too.
Those dark eyes were filled with so much heat, it stole the breath from my lungs. I loosened my grip on my dress, leaving the fabric to flutter to the floor, just as Zach slowly and deliberately took me in from head to toe.
It was so intense a part of me wanted to shrink back and cover myself. But when he tugged his lip into his mouth and bit into it, I stood proud.
Because holy moly, he could devour me with nothing more than a stare.
My skin heated, and I became wetter and wetter with every nanosecond that passed. It was too much, I had to squeeze my thighs together.
Of course, Zach didn’t miss this. He stared at my underwear for a long moment, all the while murmuring soft Spanish words. Then he got to work on his shorts, dragging them off along with his briefs in one fell swoop.
I’d stared at him before but now I was gawking. I couldn’t help it. He was huge. Probably too big to fit in anything I had. I swallowed that thought, and my eyes flicked back to Zach.
