As they stiffened, she moaned softly and rocked forward, offering a gift to his waiting mouth. He didn’t take that gesture lightly. He’d bet she’d never made it before.
And he treated it like the privilege it was, loving her with all his might until her cries grew breathless and her body began to shake.
“I need you.”
Her low-pitched, husky admission sent fire shooting through his veins. “Take what you want.”
Pushing away, she slid her hands to his abs and lowered her hips. “Help me.”
He grasped his cock and guided it into place, his heart going a million miles an hour.
She didn’t waste any time. In one quick motion, she yelled yee-haw and took him up to the hilt. He laughed at that, but the intense connection stole his breath, turning his pithy swear word into a murmur.
Then she started moving and holy hell. Needing something to hold, he grabbed her hips as he met each downward stroke with an upward thrust.
She gave him the ride of a lifetime, one that ended too soon in a noisy and jubilant mutual climax. Panting, welded to her in what felt like an unbreakable bond, he stared into her wide eyes. His were likely the same.
She gulped for air. “What just happened?”
“Wild monkey sex?”
She nodded slowly. “I’d buy that.” She took another deep breath. “I’ve never yelled yee-haw in my life.”
“You mean during sex?”
“I mean during anything. That phrase has never come out of my mouth before.”
He grinned. “I liked it. Seemed to fit the moment.”
“Let’s keep it to ourselves.”
“As I understand it, we’re keeping all of this to ourselves.”
“Except for Mari. I won’t tell her I yelled yee-haw.”
“Why not? It’s kinda funny. You’d make her laugh.”
“I would, but then she’d… never mind. I’m not telling her.”
“If that’s settled, I have to make a little trip.”
“Oh, right.” She disengaged with care and flopped back on the bed.
He climbed out on shaky legs, as if he’d just been tossed around by the biggest coaster in the amusement park. Cleaning up quickly, he returned to the bed. “Need anything?”
“A cuddle.”
“I gots you.” He gathered her close and let out a sigh. The next thing he knew it was morning. And Zinnia was gone.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Zinnia would have loved to drift off to sleep with Monty, but she’d resisted the urge. Once he’d conked out, she’d left the bed, pulled on her pjs, located her flip-flops and tip-toed out of the room.
She’d found a pad and pen in the kitchen and written him a note thanking him for a lovely evening, wishing him a happy birthday, and letting him know her sister had Sunday night off. She’d signed the note with an XO, the middle ground between sincerely and love.
She’d been jubilant on the way back to the house, but creeping inside had given her a mild case of guilt. Despite that, she’d fallen gratefully into bed, half asleep as her head hit the pillow. If nothing else, she and Monty would temporarily cure each other’s insomnia on the nights they spent together.
The minute the alarm on her phone chimed the next morning, Tex barreled into her room, eyes shining with excitement. “You gots to get up, Mommy! We gots to get ready!”
