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Rose undid her skirt and pushed it over her hips, and then she was standing in front of him in nothing but sensible white underwear—which, again, seemed to Zac to be the height of eroticism after years of seeing women parade in front of him in all sorts of complicated diaphanous concoctions.
Words and thoughts fused into white heat. She was all long, slim limbs and pale skin. Delicate curves. High waist. Freckles dusting her upper arms and her chest.
Curbing the beast inside him, Zac took her hand and led her over to the bed. ‘Lie down, sweetheart.’ The endearment tripped easily off his tongue, when he was usually much more circumspect. But he hardly noticed.
She sat on the bed and scooted back, her breasts bouncing with her movement. Zac yanked down his underwear and kicked it off, watching how Rose stopped, her eyes fixated on him. He brought a hand to himself, as if that might calm the heat a little, but her eyes widened and he could feel a drop of moisture dewing the head of his erection.
He reached for the protection he kept in a drawer nearby. He’d never had to have it ready like this before. Almost as if he might forget. Rose tracked his movements as she sat on her hands on the bed, legs tightly together, drawn up.
‘Lie back.’
Slowly she lay down, eyes still on him, hair around her head like a cloud of red-gold. He came down alongside her on the massive bed, very aware of how dark his skin was next to hers.
He put a hand on her belly, stretched it out, almost encompassing all of it with the span. Her muscles jerked against him.
‘I’m going to make this good for you...but it might hurt a little at first. Just trust me, okay?’
She nodded jerkily. He dipped his head and kissed her, long and luxuriously, drawing her as close to his body as he could without exploding. She was soft and silky, but quivering like a taut bow under his touch.
She gave herself to him with sweetly innocent abandon, but then suddenly drew back, going tense. She looked over his shoulder at the huge windows in his room. ‘Won’t people be able to see in?’
Zac recalled how one of his previous lovers had specifically wanted him to make love to her up against the glass, for that very reason. It left a bitter taste in his mouth now.
‘No, it’s specially tinted glass...’
‘Oh...okay.’
She relaxed against him again and Zac smoothed a hand down from her neck to her breast, cupping it and squeezing the firm flesh, seeing how her nipple protruded like a sharp berry. Her breathing quickened—an untutored and totally sexy response. Zac prided himself on being a good lover, but right now he felt as if everything he knew was unravelling.
He bent and put his mouth to Rose’s sweet offering, lights exploding behind his eyes as he ran his tongue over her tight flesh and then sucked it into his mouth. He could feast on her breasts for days, he thought, his erection growing even harder at the sounds of her soft, breathy moans and the way her hands found his head and her fingers tightened in his hair.
He slid the hand on her belly down to where her legs were pressed tight together. Gently he encouraged her to relax them, and she opened up. The musky smell of her arousal hit his nostrils and he had to lift his head for a second to clear it.
Her hands were still in his hair and she was looking up at him, flushed and dazed, green eyes huge. Mouth plump and pink. The tips of her breasts wet from his mouth.
His penis twitched at her look and he knew he couldn’t hold on for much longer. He explored through the soft curls that hid the seam of her body and he almost groaned aloud when he felt how plumped and wet she was. Ready for him again.
He looked down as he efficiently pulled off her underwear. Soft golden curls hid her sex, and he couldn’t resist the temptation to taste her. He moved down the bed and hooked her legs over his shoulders.
She lifted her head, eyes wide. ‘Zac...?’
He just said, ‘Shh, lie back.’
She did, and he pressed kisses to her soft inner thighs before exploring her more intimately. Her smell was more intoxicating than the most expensive perfume in the world. He licked his way through her secret folds and thrust his tongue into that tight channel.
Her hands were on his head, fingers digging in painfully, but not even that could distract him. He was getting drunk on her, flicking her clitoris, then thrusting deep again, fighting the urge to grind his hips to the bed and find his own relief.
She was pushing her body at him now and he reached up a hand to cup her breast, squeezing it hard just as she came—her body convulsing as powerfully as it had before.
A fractured thought occurred to him that he could never lose his hunger for this woman and her swift responses, but it was drowned out by his need to bury himself inside her or go mad.
He reared up to see a dreamy smile on her face. Perspiration sheened her skin, making it even more luminous.
Sheathing himself with the protection, Zac positioned himself between her legs. ‘Ready?’ He sounded coarse, guttural. Desperate.
She nodded, still looking a little drugged. He slid in carefully, just the head breaching her body first. She was still slick, but tight.
Her hands came to his arms, holding tight. ‘I’m okay...keep going.’
