Page 48 of One Pucking Surprise
My heart races, and I decide to follow the pull of my emotions. “Zach,” I say, my voice quieter now. “I know what I want.”
His grin widens, his excitement palpable. “Oh, this is good. Okay, bring it on.”
I take a deep breath, meeting his gaze. “I want you to make love to me.”
His eyes go wide, surprise flickering across his face. “You what?”
I swallow hard, heat rushing through me. “Make love to me.”
For a moment, the room is silent except for the faint sound of my racing heartbeat. Then Zach leans in, capturing my lips in a kiss that steals my breath. It’s deep, consuming, like he’s been waiting for this moment forever. I gasp against his mouth, my hands flying to his face as I kiss him back just as fiercely.
When he finally pulls away, my cheeks are flushed, and my breathing is uneven. “What’s going on?” I manage, my voice barely above a whisper.
Zach smirks, his hand trailing lightly down my arm. “I’m going to strip you naked and takeyou to the bath,” he says, his voice a low rumble. “And then let you make love to me in there.”
My body heats at his words, and I bite my lip, unable to form a coherent response. Zach stands, walking to the bathroom to turn on the tub. The sound of water fills the room, and when he returns, his eyes are filled with a fire that sends shivers through me.
My fingers tremble as I pull down my thong, and Zach helps remove it completely. Then, with deliberate slowness, he begins stripping, his shirt and pants falling away.
He’s ripped, all hard muscle and smooth skin. I can’t stop staring at his cock. It’s thick and hard, pointing straight at me, and that steals my breath. I feel a rush of desire, knowing it’s for me.
I lick my lips, unable to tear my eyes away as he takes a step closer, towering over me. His hand reaches for my waist, drawing me closer. I place my hands on his chest, feeling the thrum of his heartbeat against my palms.
“You’re so hard,” I whisper, my eyes flicking up to his.
He grins, that damn cocky grin that usually irritates me but now just makes me wetter. “You do that to me, baby.”
There’s that word again,baby. It sends a thrill through me, and I realize how much I’ve come to love it when he says it.
Before I can respond, he’s lifting me like I weigh nothing, making me feel dainty and desired all at once. He carries me to the bathtub and sits me gently on the side.
I watch as he grabs a condom from the drawer, ripping it open with his teeth. He rolls it on with practiced ease, then gives his cock a few firm strokes, his gaze fixed on me.
Stepping into the tub, he picks me up again, careful not to jostle my injured ankle. I cling to his shoulders as he settles us both in the tub, the warm water lapping around us. The tub is enormous, big enough for us to stretch out, with jets lining the sides.
Zach guides me into his lap, positioning me on my knees, facing him. Leaning forward, I rest my forearms on the edge of the tub, just beside his head, before trailing my hands through his thick hair. Our eyes meet, and the air around us crackles with electricity.
Our lips connect, and it’s like igniting a fuse. Tongues clash, teeth scrape, and our breaths mingle. My heart is pounding, and my nipples pebble against his hard chest. Everything feels magnified—the smell of his cologne, the feel ofhis mouth on mine, the slide of water over our skin.
His hands settle on my hips, guiding me as I lower myself onto him. The stretch is intense, and a moan escapes my lips as he fills me completely. His forehead presses against mine, his breathing ragged as we move together.
His breath hitches, his eyes fluttering closed. “Fuck, you feel good, baby,” he rasps, his hands tight on my hips. “So fucking tight.”
I can’t speak. I can only nod as he moves, lifting me up before gently lowering me back down onto his cock. The slow pace sets my senses on fire, each drag of his cock against my sensitive walls sending sparks through me.
I quickly find a rhythm, rocking my hips, grasping for more friction. His hands skim my sides, his thumbs grazing the undersides of my breasts. My head falls back, my eyelids fluttering as I lose myself in the sensation. His hands continue their exploration, thumbs teasing my nipples to hard peaks.
“Fuck, Lainey,” he groans, his hips moving faster now, matching the rhythm of mine.
I’m so close, my body coiling tighter with need. Every stroke of his cock hits my sweet spot, and I’m gasping, crying out with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skinfills the room, along with our heavy breaths and moans. My core clenches around him, and I know I’m getting close.
“That’s it, baby,” he pants, his eyes never leaving mine. “You’re so beautiful like this, coming apart on my cock.”
His words push me over the edge. My body shatters, waves of pleasure rippling through me. My walls clench around him, milking his cock as I cry out, unable to form words. My head falls forward, my hair curtaining us as I let the sensations wash over me.
His arms wrap around me, holding me tight as he continues to thrust.
“Baby, I’m—” His words turn into a deep groan as his body stiffens, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Fuck, Lainey,” he grates out, his eyes squeezed shut.
