“Not necessarily. I kinda like where we ended up with our wrestling match.” It would be a challenge, but he was willing to risk it.
“You’re okay with me being on top?”
“Yep, especially if you’ll let me play with your breasts in that scenario.”
“You can play with them in any scenario. You’ve earned that right.”
“Like now?”
“Except for now, because I have to pay a visit to the condom drawer. Be right back. Don’t go away.”
“I won’t, but you should probably let me put it on.”
“Are you kidding me right now?” She crawled to the drawer and opened it. “I can’t wait to put this sucker on you. Surely you wouldn’t deprive me of that special treat.”
“You’re killing me, lady.”
“You’ll love it.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of.” And he had good reason.
When she came back, she brought him a pillow to prop under his head and she’d already taken the condom out of the package. Settling her sexy fanny on his thighs, she eyed his tallywacker with a gleam in her green eyes. Where had she heard that? He’d ask his brothers if they knew what it meant.
For the moment his job was making sure his tallywacker didn’t turn into a geyser while she slowly rolled on the condom. He considered closing his eyes, but in the end he wanted to see even if it meant he ended up a hot mess.
Her technique was fine. Her pace was agonizingly slow. And there was that little smile of anticipation which drew his attention to her plump lips.
Was he a fool for not taking her up on her offer? So far he was surviving this routine, so he might have sailed through it like a stud. Then she cupped his balls. He gasped and clenched his jaw, holding back the orgasm that almost was.
She glanced up. “Like that?”
“You bet.” He sounded like he’d swallowed a mouthful of gravel. “Now please let go.”
“O-kay.” She gave a little bounce to the first syllable. Rising to her knees, she crawled forward, her gaze locked with his.
No doubt about it, she was on the prowl. And she was coming for him. He swallowed. Next time, let’s close the windows. That had been her suggestion, not his. He’d done her bidding and clearly she planned to make him yell.
It was hardly the first time he’d made love this way, but it was his first time with Zinnia. Her physicality had transfixed him the instant she’d stepped out of Graham’s truck.
He hadn’t acknowledged that he wanted a woman who’d wrestle with him and hold her own. But his body had known. When she’d appeared, an instinct deep within him had whispered this one.
He’d bought the biggest bed he could find, one that required special-order sheets. Finally he knew why he’d insisted on having all this space. For Zinnia.
Laying her palms on his chest just under his collarbone, she kept her tush in the air as she bent her elbows until her nipples brushed back and forth against his. “Feel that?”
“Sure do. Are we giving off sparks?”
“Not yet. Soon. You’re free to touch my girls whenever they’re in range.”
“Thanks.”
“Like now.”
“You want me to?”
“I do.” She dipped her head and nibbled on his mouth. “They like it.”
Taking a breath, he gathered paradise into his hands, letting the weight rest in his palms while he brushed his thumbs lazily over her nipples.
