beneath his touch.
“Bethany? Tell me what you want.”
She sucked in a huge breath. “You. I
want you so badly I can’t understand it. We just had sex and yet I want you
again. Like right now—”
Relief smashed through his chest. Sex
he could deal with, even if this brand of crazy sex held something new he
wasn’t altogether familiar with.
Grinning, he kissed her. “Glad you feel
that way, baby. I wouldn’t want you to think I was a crazy sex-obsessed monster
who devours orgasms for breakfast.”
“Sex god.”
“Excuse me?”
“Sex god. That’s what I thought you
were the moment I saw you.”
He felt his grin widen. “And I thought
you were going to leave before I got the chance to get my mouth on that juicy
cunt of yours.”
Her husky laugh made him harder. “You
thought I would leave?”
“You stood in that goddamn doorway for
so long, I thought you’d turned into a statue. Then you walked in and Johnny
Boy Band got his horn-dog eyes on you, I wanted to smash his teeth in.”
“Jason is a sweet guy.”
An unpleasant feeling threatened to
ruin his mood. “He wanted to fuck you. I wanted to smash his face in.”
Her smile dimmed a little and he realized
he’d nearly growled his response. But he didn’t take it back. The parts of
himself he could reveal to Bethany needed to be revealed up close and immediately.
He didn’t want there to be any misapprehension when it came to what he wanted.
“Does that worry you?” he asked,
holding his breath for her answer.
“I don’t know. No one’s felt that way
about me before.” Again pain shadowed her eyes.
Again he fought back his curse. “I feel
that way about you now. I’m insanely possessive about you. The thought of any
other guy getting close to this,” he pulled back to gaze over the perfection of
her body, “makes me insane.”
“We’ve known each other barely two
days, Zach.”
“I knew how I felt before I even saw
your face.”
Her breath fractured. “What…what are
you saying?”
“That I don’t know what the hell this
is. But no other guy is going to come near you while we figure it out.”
“And how exactly are we going to figure
it out? I don’t even know where you live or if I’ll see you again once this
trip is over.”
“You’ll see me. That I can promise
you.”
Questions filled her eyes. Questions he
wasn’t quite ready to answer yet because he hadn’t figured out the answers yet.
And especially when his cock was fired up strongly enough to hammer nails.
Tugging her after him, he resumed his journey to the bathroom.
Her fingers jerked in his when they
entered the bathroom. He glanced at her to find her eyes riveted on the wide
bath, her features pale.
“What is it?”
“I don’t do bath tubs…”
Zach tugged her close and drifted his
mouth over her jaw and neck. “For what I have in mind, the shower is better.”
He felt her relief and pulled back.
“What exactly do you have against bath tubs?”
She shook her head, her hands sliding
up his chest as she leaned in closer. “I don’t want to talk about it right now,
if you don’t mind?”
“I do mind. But I’ll let you distract
me with those delicious nipples you’re rubbing against my chest.”
He walked backward with her into the
immense shower, programmed the temperature settings on the electronic panel and
turned on the large, square showerhead. Six jets spewed warm water into the
space where he directed them. He glanced over to the wide bench on the far side
of the shower enclosure and dismissed it.
That would come later. For now, he had
a more urgent wish.
“I’ve frisked that tight, plump ass of
yours. I’ve held it as I fucked you just now on the sofa. But I haven’t
actually seen it naked yet. So, Bethany Green, what say you turn around and show
me that hot little ass of yours, huh?”
***
“There’s nothing little about it,”
Bethany replied, the old insecurity about her ass rising to the fore despite
the
“Bethany? Tell me what you want.”
She sucked in a huge breath. “You. I
want you so badly I can’t understand it. We just had sex and yet I want you
again. Like right now—”
Relief smashed through his chest. Sex
he could deal with, even if this brand of crazy sex held something new he
wasn’t altogether familiar with.
Grinning, he kissed her. “Glad you feel
that way, baby. I wouldn’t want you to think I was a crazy sex-obsessed monster
who devours orgasms for breakfast.”
“Sex god.”
“Excuse me?”
“Sex god. That’s what I thought you
were the moment I saw you.”
He felt his grin widen. “And I thought
you were going to leave before I got the chance to get my mouth on that juicy
cunt of yours.”
Her husky laugh made him harder. “You
thought I would leave?”
“You stood in that goddamn doorway for
so long, I thought you’d turned into a statue. Then you walked in and Johnny
Boy Band got his horn-dog eyes on you, I wanted to smash his teeth in.”
“Jason is a sweet guy.”
An unpleasant feeling threatened to
ruin his mood. “He wanted to fuck you. I wanted to smash his face in.”
Her smile dimmed a little and he realized
he’d nearly growled his response. But he didn’t take it back. The parts of
himself he could reveal to Bethany needed to be revealed up close and immediately.
He didn’t want there to be any misapprehension when it came to what he wanted.
“Does that worry you?” he asked,
holding his breath for her answer.
“I don’t know. No one’s felt that way
about me before.” Again pain shadowed her eyes.
Again he fought back his curse. “I feel
that way about you now. I’m insanely possessive about you. The thought of any
other guy getting close to this,” he pulled back to gaze over the perfection of
her body, “makes me insane.”
“We’ve known each other barely two
days, Zach.”
“I knew how I felt before I even saw
your face.”
Her breath fractured. “What…what are
you saying?”
“That I don’t know what the hell this
is. But no other guy is going to come near you while we figure it out.”
“And how exactly are we going to figure
it out? I don’t even know where you live or if I’ll see you again once this
trip is over.”
“You’ll see me. That I can promise
you.”
Questions filled her eyes. Questions he
wasn’t quite ready to answer yet because he hadn’t figured out the answers yet.
And especially when his cock was fired up strongly enough to hammer nails.
Tugging her after him, he resumed his journey to the bathroom.
Her fingers jerked in his when they
entered the bathroom. He glanced at her to find her eyes riveted on the wide
bath, her features pale.
“What is it?”
“I don’t do bath tubs…”
Zach tugged her close and drifted his
mouth over her jaw and neck. “For what I have in mind, the shower is better.”
He felt her relief and pulled back.
“What exactly do you have against bath tubs?”
She shook her head, her hands sliding
up his chest as she leaned in closer. “I don’t want to talk about it right now,
if you don’t mind?”
“I do mind. But I’ll let you distract
me with those delicious nipples you’re rubbing against my chest.”
He walked backward with her into the
immense shower, programmed the temperature settings on the electronic panel and
turned on the large, square showerhead. Six jets spewed warm water into the
space where he directed them. He glanced over to the wide bench on the far side
of the shower enclosure and dismissed it.
That would come later. For now, he had
a more urgent wish.
“I’ve frisked that tight, plump ass of
yours. I’ve held it as I fucked you just now on the sofa. But I haven’t
actually seen it naked yet. So, Bethany Green, what say you turn around and show
me that hot little ass of yours, huh?”
***
“There’s nothing little about it,”
Bethany replied, the old insecurity about her ass rising to the fore despite
the
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