Page 43 of Burn For Me


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I felt my eyes go wide. Wade had never asked me to do that.

Smoke cocked his head. “I know you said you never used a vibrator, but haven’t you ever used your hand to pleasure yourself?”

Okay, maybe I had a few times, but it had felt weird to do. I sure didn’t want to do that in front of Zack. I started to sit up, but he was there, climbing on the bed and pushing my shoulders back down.

“Whoa, it’s okay. We’ll take the self-gratification part slowly. I’ll take the pleasure of doing it for you tonight.” He rubbed his hand up my leg and my belly, pushing gently on the center of my chest to lay me back.

He leaned over me, smiling, and I lifted my hand and brushed it over his beard. “I’m sorry.”

He looked instantly perplexed. “Sorry? Never be sorry, Whiskey. You were with the wrong man who never took the time to encourage you to enjoy your sexuality.” He removed my hand from his face and kissed my palm. “Let me show you how to enjoy it.”

The next words slipped off my lips without conscious effort. “Show me, Zack.”

He leaned forward and kissed me. “I will, Lillian.”

Zack told me to move further onto the bed and laid beside me, letting his hands caress my body as he continued to kiss me. “Touch me, Whiskey. Let your hands move over my body. There is nothing you can do that would bother me.”

I did as he asked and allowed my hands to roam over the smooth skin of his back, arms, and chest. He kissed down my neck, moving back to my chest with his mouth as his hand shifted lower over my abdomen. With how tense my body was, you would have thought I was a virgin, but I’d been having sex for over ten years. This wasn’t something new, but then again, it was.

Zack was a different man with a foreign body. In the few moments we had been together, he had already shown me how to feel more than I had in all my years with Wade.

“Relax, Whiskey,” he breathed against my breast. “Spread your legs for me.”

I did as he said, losing myself in the feel of his mouth and the teasing touch of his hand as it slipped between my legs. He groaned, and for a second, I wondered if something was wrong, but I realized that it was because I was so turned on, and his groan was more of approval than disapproval.

As he had in the office, he rubbed my clit with his thumb while he stroked my sensitive flesh and inserted a finger into me. I felt myself climbing again and was embarrassed by how my body responded. Smoke didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he appeared to appreciate it.

“That’s it, sweetheart; let yourself go.”

I did as he asked, and within another minute, I squeezed his arms as my eyes clenched shut, and I began to see stars. He slowed his movements, and he grinned at me when I could finally open my eyes. “That was fucking beautiful. How did it feel?”

Did he really just ask me that? Not once in all my years with Wade did he ask me how something felt. “Good,” I replied as I had no idea how to describe the incredible sensations of flying through the darkness with stars exploding around me to him.

“Just good?” He raised a brow.

“More than good.”

He lifted his hand to his mouth and put his fingers between his lips. I watched in awe. “You taste incredible, Whiskey, and that might have been good, but we need to make it great. I’m going to drink you now, Whiskey. Is that okay?”

Oh, God! Yes, please! I wanted to scream, but embarrassment kept me quiet. I nodded instead.

Zack moved down me, kissing his way from my chest to my stomach, over my hips, and then pushed my legs further apart. He stared down at the juncture between my legs. “You are beautiful, Whiskey.”

Before I could even think of replying, he bent forward, and the first touch of his tongue had my palms slapping the mattress beside me as an erotic impulse shot straight up my spine. He chuckled against my skin, and a moan left my lips.

His mouth worked over me, and I knew I would revisit the galaxy very quickly, especially after he inserted another finger into me. I clenched the covers beside me in my fists as he flicked his tongue over my nub faster, and I felt myself climbing toward the sky. I didn’t want to hit that spot yet, I wanted to enjoy his mouth on me for longer, but that wasn’t going to be the case, at least right now. Seconds later, I felt myself start to soar as I cried out, and he held me down with a hand over my stomach as I tensed and felt my body explode with sensations I had never felt before. He didn’t stop, though. He slowed, shifted his mouth, removed his finger, and licked me from front to back.

“You are the best fucking whiskey I have ever tasted.” He growled before he went back for more. As he hit my sensitive nerves, I swore that I would die right then and there, but I was prepared to go satisfied for the first time in my life.

Zack made me orgasm again, and my body felt like a limp noodle. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even move as every muscle in my body was jelly. He shifted his body back up to mine as he chuckled. “Have you ever had three orgasms in a row before?”

I shook my head. “No. I’m lucky if I ever have one.”

I couldn’t believe I admitted that, and my eyes popped open. He looked slightly angry at that and cupped the side of my face. “I’m sorry he never treated you the way you should been treated, Lillian.”

I was too, but I wasn’t sure that Wade would have ever been able to treat me as good as Zack just had. I curled my arm around his neck, pulling his mouth to mine. We kissed for a long moment; it was the first time I had tasted myself on someone else’s lips. It was an odd experience, but not one that I didn’t like.

Zack shifted his body over mine, propping himself up on his elbows as he stared at me. “I want to be in you, Whiskey. Will you let me?”

I nodded, and once again, words drifted from my lips that I never expected. “I need to feel you in me, Smoke.”

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