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“Yes.”
“Feel how much I want you. How much I hunger for you.”
“Yes, yes.” Her breathing was unsteady, her pulse wild.
“Do you want me?”
“God, yes. Yes.”
“Say it, darlin’. Say you want me.”
“I want you.”
His mouth, reckless and possessive, claimed hers. His strong arms enveloped her and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently and unbuttoned her shirt. He moved slowly, letting his fingers linger as he tantalized each inch of flesh. She squirmed as tiny flames ignited every place he touched her. She wanted to rip her shirt o
ff and move things along.
When he finally exposed her breasts and lavished his attention on them, she wanted even more. She wanted to be naked. Naked under his touch. She wriggled and groaned, whispering his name.
“Please,” she said, and found herself repeating the word.
“Please what, darlin’?”
“I…don’t know.”
“Do you want me to touch you?”
“Yes, please.”
“Here?” He cupped her breast, lightly running his thumb over her taut nipple.
She shuddered.
“Here?” He grazed his fingers lightly over her belly, circling them around her navel.
She squirmed.
“Here?” He unsnapped her jeans and ran his fingers under the waistband.
Tremors surged through her. “Oh yes,” she said, sighing.
He slowly unzipped her jeans, eased his hand inside her panties, and found a sensitive spot that sent her writhing.
“Here?” His voice was hoarse, needy.
“God, Zach. Yes.”
His strong callused fingers toyed with her delicate folds. Heady. Wonderful. When he removed his hands, she whimpered. He swirled his tongue around his fingers, tasting her juices.
“Mmm. You’re sweet as a peach.”
He plunged his fingers back inside her panties. He smoothed over her folds again, and she gasped when one thick finger slid inside her.
“Tight. So tight,” he whispered. “Damn, you’re going to be a sweet fuck.”
His coarse words should have astonished her, but instead they turned her on, made her prickly and moist. Sweet fuck indeed. She wanted to be his sweet fuck. Sweeter than anything he’d ever had. His finger stretched her, filled her, stroked her. He moved in and out, around and around, finally settling on a place that drove her mad with wanting. She moaned, wailing his name, begging and pleading.
“Darlin’, I want to make love to you.”
