“Good.” I capture her lips again, deeper this time, letting all the tension between us unravel. Her fingers thread into my hair, pulling me closer, like she’s trying to erase the space between us.
“Stop… talking,” she breathes, her voice soft but commanding. “Just… show me.”
That’s an order I’m happy to follow. I scoop her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carry her to the bed. We fall together, her mouth on mine.
I waste no time. Pulling at the strap of her dress, I slide it down her body, leaving her in just her bra and panties. She looks damn near perfect lying there, and I tell her so, even if the words feel like an understatement.
I want her naked, skin against skin, and the thought alone is enough to send a jolt of need right through me.
“Fuck,” I mutter, pulling back just enough to tug at the clasps of her bra. “Let me see you.”
She obliges, letting the bra fall away, and I take a moment to appreciate the view—her breasts spilling out, her skin flushed, her eyes challenging me to look away.
“You like what you see, Darling?” she asks, her voice husky, her fingers trailing over my shoulders.
“More than you know,” I growl, capturing her mouth again, tasting her, teasing her with little nips of my teeth until she’s biting her lip, her fingers tightening in my hair. “You feel so damn good, Lainey.”
Her hands wandering lower, sliding over my hips, my ass, pulling me even closer until I can feel her heat against my cock. “Fuck me before I come to my senses.”
I groan, pulling back to tug at the buttons of my shirt, eager to get it off, when her hands slip lower, gliding over the waistband of my pants, her fingers teasing the line of my cock. I reach down to still her hands, not ready to let her take control just yet.
“Patience,” I murmur, nipping at her jaw and her neck, enjoying the way she squirms.
She lets out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with a dangerous glint I’ve never seen before. “Zach, if you don’t take your pants off right now, I might just—”
“Oh, you might what?” I tease, grinding my hips against hers, feeling my cock throb with the need to be inside her.
“You’re gonna pay for that, Darling,” she warns, her eyes flashing with a promise.
“I can’t wait.” I grin, nudging her hands off my hips, taking over as I work my pants over my hips, my cock straining against the fabric of my boxer briefs.
I kiss her again, slower this time, my hands sliding down to cup her breasts, savoring hergasp as I tease her nipples with my thumbs. “Let me take care of you, Lainey.”
“I don’t need you to—” she starts, but I cut her off with another kiss, stealing the breath right out of her lungs as I stroke her breasts, my mouth trailing lower, my tongue teasing her skin as I kiss my way down her body.
“Zach, wait—” She tightens her grip on my shoulders, her breath catching as I dip my head, capturing a nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue, teasing, tasting.
“You taste so fucking good,” I murmur, my lips ghosting over her skin as I pull back just enough to watch her expression. Her head falls back, her eyes sliding shut as she bites her lip, and the sight is almost too much.
“Please,” she whispers, her fingers threading through my hair, urging me closer. “Don’t stop.”
I smile against her skin, my hands gliding down her stomach, my thumbs drifting beneath the waistband of her panties, teasing her skin, torturing us both as I go agonizingly slow. “I wasn’t planning on it.”
Her answering moan is music to my ears, spurring me on as I hook my fingers in her panties, sliding them down her legs, her heels kicking them away as I kneel before her. Shelooks down at me, her eyes dark with need, her chest heaving as she watches me, her body trembling with anticipation.
“Fuck, Lainey,” I breathe, my voice rough as I gaze up at her. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
And then I’m kissing her again, tasting her heat, my tongue swirling over her clit, my fingers slipping inside her, feeling just how wet and ready she is for me. She lets out a soft cry, her fingers tightening in my hair, urging me on as I work my magic, sucking, tasting, and tormenting her with slow, deliberate strokes that have her moving against my mouth, her thighs trembling on either side of me.
“Zach, please—I need—” she gasps, her words lost as I add another finger, curling them just right, watching as her eyes flutter shut, her hips bucking as she comes undone with a hoarse cry, her hands fisting in the sheets, her whole body shuddering with pleasure.
I give her a moment to ride out the waves of her orgasm, my palms smoothing over her thighs, my thumbs brushing soft circles on the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. “That’s it, baby,” I murmur, watching as she tries to catch her breath, her chest heaving, her skin flushed. “Look at you, all undone.”
“Zach,”she manages, her voice shaky, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “I swear, if you say one more cocky thing—”
“You’ll what?” I challenge, my voice low, daring her to let go. “You know how much I love hearing you say my name.”
She lets out a shaky laugh, her cheeks flushed. “Arrogant ass.”
