Page 65 of An Inconvenient Marriage
It was Zach’s soft kisses that finally brought me back to earth. He raked his fingers through my hair and whispered sweet Spanish nothings.
I swear, nothing could get any better than this.
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Zach
Addict.Fiend.Obsessed.
I’d barely touched this woman, and I craved more. My body needed more. But I also understood this was a big moment for her. And as desperately as I needed it, my own release would have to wait.
Until Natalie finally caught her breath and we’ve had a much-needed conversation.
In the meantime, I’d just take my fill of her gloriously naked body sprawled out and pressed against me. Because shit, she truly was a goddess. And I couldn’t wait to worship her on my knees.
To feel her.
To taste her on my tongue.
I wanted it so badly, my hard-on gave an excited twitch, and I almost groaned. Even more when Natalie shifted between my legs. I was half-tempted to hold her in place and just rub my erection against her ass until I came.
It wouldn’t even take much. A few hard thrusts, and I’d finally have the release I so desperately craved.
Not yet, I reminded myself.
There were things we had to talk about. Things we couldn’t discuss while she was such a breathtakingly naked distraction.
Meeting her blue gaze in the window in front of us, I touched my lips to the skin below her ear. “How are you feeling?”
I swear the woman blushed with her entire body. Starting at the tips of her toes, she turned a pretty rosy color all the way to her cheeks. She bit her lip, and I could tell she was fighting the urge to look away.
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “Great… Embarrassed… Self-conscious.”
Her reflection wasn’t enough, I needed to look her in the eye when I spoke. Slipping out from behind her, I moved to stand in front of her. With my fingers and thumb gripping her chin, I forced her to meet my stare.
“Don’t ever be embarrassed about feeling good.” I bent down a little, bringing our faces closer together. “Watching you, hearing you, was one of the hottest things I’ve seen. You’re a goddess, Natalie. Don’t shy away from it. Own it.”
Since this woman had me craving her twenty-four-seven now, I couldn’t resist closing the distance between us and pressing my lips to hers in a quick kiss. “Now tell me again, how do you feel.”
Keeping those navy irises locked on me, Natalie lifted her chin. “Bold. Empowered… Liberated.”
I couldn’t keep the grin from tugging at my lips. “Good girl.”
Something delicious sparked in her eyes then, and if I didn’t have so many damn unanswered questions, I would have happily explored all the ways she could be agood girl.
Definitely later, though.
“Come.” Taking her hand, I pulled her from the chaise and headed for the staircase that led to the second floor.
Natalie’s hesitant voice reached me a few seconds later. “Where are we going?”
I stopped mid-step and spun around to face her. “To clean up and talk. You owe me a few answers.”
Not giving her time to respond, I turned back and dragged her behind me to the bathroom. Once there, I grabbed a washcloth and stuck it under warm water, but when I moved to wipe her, Natalie’s slender fingers curled around my wrist to stop me.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“Cleaning you up.”
