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Maggie moaned into his mouth as he they came back together. She loved the feel of the crisp hair on his chest against her bare skin and the taunt muscles of his back moving under her hands. He was lean but solid and she tried to explore all the dips and curves where the bones and sinew met across his sides, his shoulders and his back. She didn’t think her fingers would ever get tired of touching him.
Suddenly, his delicious mouth was torn from her. Maggie’s eyes popped open, and she found him grinning wickedly down at her.
“Stay there, just a minute, don’t move,” Zane said, as he backed toward the ensuite bathroom. He didn’t want to take his eyes off her but had a plan.
When he opened the door a few long moments later, she was right where he’d left her, watching the door intently. He stalked toward her across the room and his lips quirked up when he saw her bite her lip and her eyes widen at his approach. He took her hands without speaking and led her to the bathroom. Her large clawfoot tub was halfway full and steam filled the room.
“I think we’d better wait a couple of minutes, that water is pretty hot. I’m sure we can find something to do while we wait,” Zane informed her innocently.
He ran his hands over her neck and down her chest stopping to tweak one pebbled nipple. She sucked in a breath and leaned against the marble vanity. Zane cupped the full breast and sucked the ripe nipple into his mouth through the silky fabric of her bra. Her eyes drifted shut as she gave herself over to the sensation Zane was creating. Her body thrummed with it.
As his mouth trailed down her stomach, she quivered under this touch and reached one hand out to run her fingers through his tousled blonde hair. She loved the silky feel of it under her fingers. When he undid the button and zipper of her pants, she wiggled to make the offending garment fall at her feet. She helped further by hooking her fingers in the sides of her panties and pushing them off as well, kicking them across the floor. She reached greedily for his belt buckle.
“Un uh, my Maggie, not yet,” he admonished playfully, grabbing her hands and placing them on his shoulders. Zane’s hands spanned her waist and lifted her easily to sit on the marble vanity. His voice rumbled deep in his chest at the sight of her and he quickly planted himself between her thighs. Her legs encircled his hips automatically as he started sipping at her lips again, first one, then the other. Soon they were struggling to get closer, tongues sliding against each other in a sensual dance, teeth nipping, lips searching for more, his hands seemingly everywhere at once.
Maggie uttered a heavy sigh of contentment when he unhooked her bra and freed her breasts. He edged back to look at her as he palmed them and stroked the sensitive pink nipples with his thumbs. “God, Maggie, you’re so beautiful,” he uttered, huskily.
Her face flushed in response, but she no longer felt any embarrassment being completely bare in front of this man. He made her feel worshiped with every look and touch. She felt a tightness in her chest and her eyes well up with the depth of feeling she had for him. The three little words were on the tip of her tongue but then his hands and mouth were on the move again down her torso. He circled her belly button with his tongue making her belly clench. Who knew that would feel so incredible?
When she forced her eyes open to see him, she found him on his knees in front of her. He ran his hands up both her thighs as he gave her a smoldering look, his eyes darkened with hunger. “Lean back, baby, I need to taste you,” he said, his voice little more than a growl.
Maggie slowly complied, her back landing on the cold surface of the mirror. She shivered a little but wasn’t sure if it was from the cold at her back or from anticipation. She rested a foot on his shoulder as he parted her folds with his fingers. She sucked in a breath when his warm tongue laved her up the middle of her core.
“I want to hear you, baby, don’t hold back,” Zane instructed, the vibration of his voice on her sensitive flesh pulling a small moan from her lips. “Mmmm, yes,” Zane encouraged, renewing his delicious assault on her flesh,
Her hips bucked up and she cried out as his mouth sucked on the bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. One hand grabbed a hip to hold her steady as the clever fingers of his other found their way inside her, finding the exact spot that made her writhe in pleasure. Maggie’s hands fought for something to hold onto, to ground her under the onslaught of feeling. She made mewling sounds and writhed under his mouth. She didn’t know whether she wanted him desperately closer or to push him away. It was all almost too much.
“Oh, God, Zane, I can’t...” she gasped, the sensations overwhelming her senses, her body clenched down so tight it was almost painful.
“Yeah, you can, baby,′ Zane answered, taking a breath, panting as hard as she was. Listening to the noises she was making was about to set him off without her even touching him. God! How did she do that to him? “Come for me. I need to taste you on my tongue. Now!”
A curve of his fingers and the scrape of teeth across her clit coupled with the naughty words forced Maggie over the edge. She cried out, her vision blurring as her body shook with pleasure. Zane continued to lap at her as his fingers slowed letting her ride out the whole of her orgasm before he stopped and stood. He pulled her limp body against him and nuzzled her neck. With effort, she encircled his head and pulled him more tightly against her. They stood wrapped up in each others arms until their breathing returned to normal and their heartbeats slowed, beating in time.
Zane stroked her hair, his fingers running through the thick chestnut strands. The lazy rhythm made her body melt into his and made her sigh in contentment. He placed a kiss to the top of her head then tipped her head back to look in her eyes.
“I love you, Maggie,” Zane said in an emotional tone she had never heard from him before. It made her clutch him tighter.
“I love you, too,” she choked out, her eyes welling anew.
They stood there entwined for several more long moments before Maggie sniffed and broke the silence. “I think that water is going to be cold now,” she said, wistfully looking at the tub over his shoulder.
Zane’s chest rumbled with a chuckle. “It probably is. Let’s fix that and get in. I’m not nearly done with you.” He kissed her lovingly.
Maggie smiled broadly after the kiss and released him. She wasn’t done with him either.
