AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I whimpered at the loss. “What are you doing?”
“I shouldn’t…” His mouth pressed into a firm line.
I grabbed his hand, moving it back between my legs. “Please.”
“Fuck.” He covered my mouth with his, stealing the very breath from my lungs. “I shouldn’t do this. Not here. Not like this. Not with you.”
“Why not?” I leaned back, pushing out of his hold. “Is it because you have a date?”
Zach’s brows narrowed, his jaw ticking. “What date?”
“The one that you’re going on.” I huffed, smoothing down my dress. “I hope you enjoy your date,” I mumbled, walking past him.
A firm hand grabbed my upper arm, pulling me back against a hard body. “There is no fucking date.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
“I want you, Luna. Only you. But not here. Not this way. And the first time you come, I want it to be with my tongue deep inside you. I want to taste your pussy explode.”
I swallowed hard at the vulgar words caressing my ears. But I couldn’t help but wonder why people were saying he was going on a date. Was he lying to me?
“Nothing to say now?” he crooned, licking along the shell of my ear.
“You want me?” I finally asked.
“Yes.” He ground his pelvis into the seat of my ass. “I do. Fuck do I ever. But...”
“What?” I asked, when his voice trailed off. “What is it?”
Zach spun me around, pushing me up against the fence. “There are things holding me back,” he said, his voice husky. He ran his hand up my inner thigh, his fingers tickling my skin.
“Is it because I’m not experienced like you are? Or like the women you sleep with?” I panted when his fingers pushed beneath the fabric of my panties once again. “Tell me. Tell me something.”
His brows furrowed. Brushing his thumb along my bottom lip, he placed a soft peck on my forehead. “There are no other women. There is no damn date. I don’t give a shit what the rumors say. None of them are true.”
I leaned back, staring up at him and searching for any signs that he was lying to me. But before I could decide if he was or not, Zach fisted my hair and crushed his mouth to mine.
His finger brushed over my clit, igniting a spark of pleasure up my spine.
He grunted, splitting my lips with his tongue. His finger flicked back and forth, forcing that burn I felt for him into a raging inferno.
I whimpered, grabbing his hand. Was I trying to stop him? Make him go further? I wasn’t sure. I wanted him. I had wanted him since I was a kid, but I wanted him to want me just the same. I didn’t know what was holding him back. Was it me? My father? Our friends? His career that he’s working hard toward?
Cupping his nape, I pulled his mouth down hard on mine at the same time I cupped him over his pants.
He jumped, pushing his pelvis into my touch.
I wasn’t sure what I was doing but I figured if I gave him a little taste, maybe he would finally open up to me.
“Fuck,” he growled, grabbing my hand. “Stop, Luna.”
“But…”
“Listen to me.” He brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed my palm. “Whatever questions you have, I’ll answer them, but I need time. I promise you that there is no date and I’m not fucking half the town. It’s been a while for me. A long while.”
“What does that even mean?” I uttered.
“Exactly what you think it means.” He kissed the tips of my fingers. “I haven’t had sex in over a year.”
