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Her breath caught at the simple, powerful words.
She looked around in a daze as Zach lifted one of her legs and draped it over the top of the sofa.
How the hell had she lucked out like this?What had she done to deserve one of the most virile, mesmerizingly beautiful men in the world, preparing to lick her to the brink of another orgasm?
His dark head lifted suddenly and he locked his gaze on hers.“What are you thinking?”
“I’m wondering what the hell did I do to deserve you?”she blurted.
He squeezed her thigh and looked down at her exposed sex.“Fuck, no.That should be my thought.Because you’re a prize any man would kill for, Bethany.But you’re here, right now, with me.”
“Not every man,” she said, the pain of memory ripping through her.When he tensed, she cursed herself for being unable to totally push away the unwanted ghosts, for ruining this incredible moment.
But it was too late.Zachary’s eyes had sharpened with interest.
“Who was he?”he asked as he arranged her other leg over the wide seat.
“Nobody… He was…”
“Tell me,” he insisted, his hard hands squeezing her thigh in deadly command.
“His name was… is Chris.We went to college together.Moved to New York together.I thought we were… we would be…”
“He hurt you?”
Breath shaking out, she tried to look away, but his gaze compelled hers.“Yes.He hurt me very badly.”
“Fuck him.He’s an asshole for letting you go…” His heated gaze slid over her, until it burned between her legs again.“For letting this go, but I’m glad he’s gone.Because you’re mine now.All mine.”The possessiveness in his tone would’ve shocked her, had she not been in a daze.“Say it, Bethany.”
“I’m… I’m yours,” she whispered.
Satisfaction spread over his face as he lowered his body between her legs.He slid his hands under her hips until he gripped her waist from beneath.The sight of his powerful hands holding her down for his ministrations blew her mind.
Of course, it was nothing compared to the first, lazy slide of his tongue up the wall of her sex, or the sheer pleasure on his face as he licked his lips at the first taste of her.
“Fucking gorgeous.Christ, Peaches, I could eat you all day.”
She felt her blush wash over her chest and shoot up into her face.He laughed at her embarrassment and resumed licking her.He was careful to avoid her clit, already so attuned to her that he knew one touch would send her rocketing sky high.Not a bad thing, but she was genuinely scared another orgasm this soon would blow her wide open.
Zach was right.His languid attention brought her pulse rate down enough for her to enjoy watching what he was doing to her.Time ceased to matter as he pleasured her with slow, sure strokes.
After what seemed an age, he kissed the inside of her thigh and quirked an eyebrow at her.“Feeling better?”
“Yes… I like that.It feels nice.”
He smiled, his tension from earlier gone.“I know.But I’m going to fuck you now, baby.It’ll feel nice, too.I promise.”
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Before she could respond, he plunged two fingers inside her.Her hips arched off the sofa as sensation ramped up high, higher than before.
He lapped her clit with his tongue while he flexed his fingers, stretching her.Readying her for his possession.
With his free hand, he lazily plucked a packet from his trouser pocket.
Eyes on her, he flared the condom over the wide, engorged head of his cock in one slick move.
It struck her how practiced he seemed at that maneuver, but the thought was washed away a second later when his fingers slid out of her and plunged back in.