Page 100 of An Inconvenient Marriage
“Mmm.”
It was so good, my eyes fell shut, and the back of my head pushed into the blanket. Another soft moan rolled over my lips as I desperately tried to hit the same spots he did.
“Fuck, yes. Let me see you make yourself come.”
The heat and strain in his voice had me moving faster. Had me chasing the release that was already so damn close. All it took was one, two, five more strokes and my world exploded.
And Zach was right there.
Sometime while I was busy taking care of my own needs, he’d settled between my parted legs.
He was naked with his hand fisted around his erection. But he wasn’t moving, just staring at where my hand remained trapped inside my underwear. Of course, it didn’t take long for the adrenaline to wear off and heat to sink into my cheeks.
And since this man somehow knew me better than I knew myself, he didn’t miss it.
Still between my legs, he knelt and bent over me. With one tug, he pulled my hand out and closed his mouth over my fingers.
When they were as clean as they were going to get, he leaned forward until he could brush his lips over mine.
I let him plunge his tongue into my mouth, tasting myself with every coil and stroke. I allowed that moment, that kiss, to seep into my pores and take away whatever embarrassment I might have experienced.
We kissed like that for I didn’t even know how long before Zach finally drew away to whisper against my lips, “What are you doing to me?”
I had no time to respond when he sat back on his heels and removed my underwear with one quick move. Settling between my thighs, he brought us chest to chest, hip to hip, his thick hard-on eagerly twitching against me.
“I don’t want anything between us, but right now, your wants matter more than mine.” His throat bobbed up and down with the swallow he worked down. “If you need it, I can go inside and get protection before we take this any further.”
He’d never know how much this meant to me. He wasn’t just taking what he wanted, he was giving me a choice. The feelings this little thing evoked inside me were almost too much to contain.
With a small smile, I cradled his face between my palms. “I trust you, Zach. I know you’ll never put me at risk.”
“Never,” he echoed.
He reached between us and ran his erection up and down through my wetness before positioning himself at my entrance. But he didn’t move. His attention was back on me, the question clear as day on his face.
Instead of reassuring him I wanted to do this, I rolled my hips forward. Then pulled back and did it again to nudge him in.
A low growl escaped him, and before I realized what was happening, Zach entwined our fingers and pinned my hands just above my head. Rocking his hips, he steadily slid into me. Consuming me, claiming me, inch by glorious inch. Until I knew without a shadow of a doubt, every part of me was his.
He was completely still then. “You okay?”
“I am.” I nodded. It might have been a bit of a stretch, but there was nothing uncomfortable about it.
“Good.”
Dark, dark eyes bored into mine and stole the breath from my lungs.
“I knew you’d feel amazing,” he groaned against my lips. “That you were fucking made for me.” Then just when his mouth claimed mine in another one of those searing kisses, he finally moved.
His undemanding and gentle movements had pure bliss rushing through my veins with every thrust. But it didn’t last long. Zach’s hips rocked faster, harder. With every deep plunge into me, he hit new spots. Spots that made my vision blur and sent tiny pulses of pleasure through my body.
New sensations crawled over me, making my skin feel alive and on fire. The slow tug in my belly turned into a persistent ache, and I knew I was close to free-falling into an abyss of ecstasy.
I wrapped my legs tight around his waist, heels digging into his butt.
Zach tore his mouth from mine. “Fuck, yes.”
His fingers dug into mine, forcing my hands in place while he frantically drove into me. He drove into me so fast, I could barely keep up. And then I felt it. My orgasm ripped through my body, tilting my entire world on its axis. My thighs shook, and I pulsed and pulsed around him.
