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ARIZONA
I saw a pig with laryngitis.
He was disgruntled.
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Stifling a giggle, I watched Albert sneak into the room and head for Rez, who had fallen asleep. The tiny pig scooted on the floor until he pressed against the unsuspecting man’s leg.
I’d expected Albert to do something, maybe spring onto Rez’s lap, or give one of his eardrum-bursting squeals. But he just lay motionless. Waiting. But for what?
My attention was drawn elsewhere when Zon’s hand slid beneath my shirt. The heat of his flattened palm against my lower stomach was incredible and had butterflies flitting about in my belly. His fingertips played with the band of my thong, and I bit my lip to keep from growling at his teasing.
“Patience. There is no rush,” Zon rumbled, his lips brushing my ear.
I forced myself to relax and enjoy Zon’s attention. I was used to wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am type of sex. Foreplay wasn’t something I’d much experience with.
When his fingers finally moved lower, pressing against my sex, my eyes crossed. I shifted my hips slightly, hoping to encourage him to get on with it.
“Be still. If you move, I will stop,” Zon growled, lips trailing along my exposed neck.
I’d never been given an order during intimate moments, so I was surprised when my body quivered in desire from his command. Forcing myself to relax, I tried to keep my body from twitching.
“Good girl.” Zon rewarded me by slipping a single finger between my lips and stroking it across my entrance.
Unable to help myself, I moaned. Zon’s right arm was tucked beneath me, and he quickly brought his free hand up to my mouth, stifling the sounds of my pleasure.
“Shh. Rez is sleeping. It would be rude to disturb him.” Zon’s mouth continued to lick a line of fire down my neck. “Can you be quiet?”
I nodded, willing to agree to anything if he would get back to stroking me.
“That’s my girl,” he trilled. The birdlike sounds were deeper than any bird could make, and they were odd coming from a man. But there was also something sexy about them as well, and my body was quick to respond, sending lust flooding my core.
His finger slipped easily inside me. My desire was providing far more lubrication than was necessary. I closed my eyes as his calloused skin gently stroked my tight walls. It took everything in me to not react, and somehow that made me even more excited.
“So wet for me.” Zon’s tongue traced the edge of my ear, causing my body to quake. He plunged the finger deep inside me, and I had to bite my tongue to keep from crying out at the incredible sensations.
His finger plunged in and out, and my body tightened with the demand for release. Then he stilled, and in desperation, I nearly moved my hips. Zon was a man on a mission now, his finger locked on its target. There was no stopping my trembling when he flicked across my sensitive bundle of nerves.
“I’m going to make you come, and you will be silent. Understand?” Zon’s hot breath teased across my skin.
Unable to do anything else, I nodded again.
Zon picked up the speed, his finger moving expertly as he turned my body into his toy. It didn’t take long before my need morphed from hunger to borderline pain. I needed release.
My teeth ground together as pain and pleasure mixed in a raw combination that built faster and faster inside me. But I just couldn’t find my release.
“Come for me, baby. Now,” Zon whispered.
I obeyed him. Letting go and trusting him to catch me from the heights he had driven me to. When my release came, I bit down on Zon’s hand, which still rested lightly against my mouth. He growled, and his hips jerked hard against my butt. My body shuddered, and tears burned the backs of my eyes.
“I’ve got you.” Zon’s words were almost loving. His finger rubbed lazy circles around my swollen clit, sending aftershocks of pleasure through me.
We rested there through two more commercial breaks. Zon’s left hand pressed against my lower stomach, and his right hand rested gently against my throat. I couldn’t believe Rez had yet to stir.
Zon repositioned himself behind me, his hand disappearing from my stomach for a moment before he settled behind me, and his hand returned to my stomach.
There was a pause, and then Zon jerked his hips against me. This time, when his hips shifted, things had changed, though. He’d undone his jeans, freeing his erection so it could slide between my legs and stroke the thin, soaked fabric of my thong. Both our bodies shuddered at the delicious friction.
