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I’m out of breath when he pulls out of our kiss. I lean into his hug, pressing him for answers.
“Why did you ghost me last week? I was so sure I’d lost you.”
Z’s arms squeeze me tighter, as if to prove he’s not going to make the same mistake again today. “I guess I needed to know that what we had was more than just the danger that threw us together. I wanted you to make decisions about your future without my influence. And I was stupid enough to think I could clean you out of my heart, but every hour that passed, I was more sure that you are impossible to forget.”
Pulling out of our embrace, I look up into his gorgeous eyes. “So, you’re really leaving The Whitney to move to London? You want to run the hotel with me?”
“That and so much more. I don’t just want to be your business partner, Rowan, but I want you in every way possible… in my bed… bent over every piece of furniture… screaming my name…”
I answer him with my lips, practically attacking him where we stand. I know there are construction workers on the floors upstairs, but I don’t care. I don’t want to wait even one minute to show him what I think about his plan to make me scream.
Our fingers get busy undoing buttons and zippers, and a giddy laugh escapes my lips when his thumb brushes against my clit as he bares me from the waist down.
“God, I missed this,” I mutter, distracted by how much I want him.
He growls, hugging me close, palming my bare ass cheeks as he lifts me off the floor.
I wrap my legs around him as he carries me the few feet to the banquet table I’ve been using as my desk. I hear papers and folders fluttering to the floor as he swishes his arm to make a place to lay me down. Without missing a beat, Z lunges down to lick my pussy, stopping to suck my clit just long enough to make me buck my hips off the table.
“Z!” I call out.
When he lifts his face, his beard is glistening with my juices as he grins. “I told you I was going to make you scream my name.”
As good as his tongue feels, it’s not what I want. I need something bigger… harder… And he doesn’t make me wait for long.
Z grabs my ankles, lifting my legs up until my feet are close enough to his ears that I feel the brush of his beard across my leg as he opens me for him.
He teases me with the tip of his shaft, sliding through my wet slit again and again until I’m close to begging for him to take me. I need him inside me like I need my next breath, so when he moves lower, I thrust my hips up, ready to impale myself.
His palm cracks against my bare ass just as he’s inside me. The spike of pleasure and pain almost pushes me to an instant orgasm and as freaking awesome as it feels physically to have Z here, as I look up into his caramel brown eyes, laced with love, I know nothing compares to the emotional connection I feel with this man as we let our bodies get reacquainted.
We’re both too excited to be together again for our tryst to last long. I see the tell-tale sign on his face just before he comes deep inside me, tipping me into my own explosive release.
Z collapses on top of me, pressing me against the hard wood at my back as his cock softens inside me.
Satiated, my earlier jet lag returns with a vengeance. All I want to do is crawl into bed with this man and never come out again. But before we go anywhere, I have one more question I need an answer to.
As Z leans up enough so that we can look into each other’s eyes again, I go for broke.
“I think it’s finally time you tell me what your real name is, Zephyr, don’t you? I mean, if we’re going to be linked together both personally and professionally, I think I should know the big secret.”
“I’m kinda surprised Katja didn’t tell you. She’s the only person I’ve let get away with using my real name in the past. Course, it could be because only she and Dex know what it is.”
I kick myself for not thinking to ask her before now.
“Are you really going to make me call her?” I swat at him playfully.
“Well… I can tell you, but only my chosen family gets in on the secret. You think there’s a chance you’ll be family one day?” He licks his lips nervously.
I’m not entirely sure what it is he’s asking me. We haven’t known each other long enough for a marriage proposal.
