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He walked themcloser to the mirror. Dale couldn’t stop staring at Zoe’s reflection. She was beautiful, sexy, extraordinary, and no reflection but the real blood and flesh deal. He was going to have her. If he didn’t lose his mind, he was going to take her in every way possible.
He kept his one hand around a soft breast and played with a hardened nipple while his other hand moved lower and lower. Her breath caught in her throat, her legs wobbled. He pulled her closer. And all the while his hand continued its journey further down her body.
She bit her lip and he cupped her, feeling the dampness through the silk. His fingers slipped underneath the elastic so skin could touch skin. He found her nub, explored, and stroked until she was shuddering.
“Dale, please…” she moaned while her arm hooked around his head, her fingers fisting his hair.
He increased the rhythm of his hand, she bucked and he watched in awe as she lost control. That she responded to him this way, that he could bring her fulfillment, filled him with wonder. With a final shudder, she leaned against him, her arm still around his head. He’d never seen anything so beautiful before.
His blood was thundering through his body, egging him on to take her right there and then. But he wanted this to last, to make it special for her.
To calm himself, he buried his face in her hair. But the silkiness surrounded him, her scent seeped through his skin, making him lose the last hold on his sanity.
He spun her around and then pulled his shirt over his head. She smiled, and he got tangled up in the sleeves. Swearing, he plucked it over his head while her hands helped him with his belt.
“I’m aching for you,” he said while kicking away his pants, “but you were hurt…”
She smiled and advanced, pushing him backwards until he fell back on the bed.
“It will work if I’m on top,” she said and straddled him. He forgot to breathe.
He lifted his arms to grab her closer, but she moved back slightly. “But you have to be still,” she admonished him sternly. “You can’t touch me. But I…” She breathed and bent down to trail her lips over his abs. “I can do anything I want.”
Dale had lost his ability to form a coherent word a while ago and could only grunt. He couldn’t take his eyes off Zoe. She was obviously enjoying herself. She tasted and licked and sighed and touched every centimetre of his upper body until he was burning up.
*
Zoe couldn’t believewhat she was doing. She’d never done anything this bold before, she’d never wanted to before. But here, with Dale, her body simply took over and instinctively did things she’d never even thought of. She wanted to pleasure him, to drive him slowly insane the way he’d driven her crazy minutes before. All her senses were on high alert, absorbing every sensory impulse coming their way. Her blood raced through her body, heating her skin, making her weak with want.
Looking up at him through her lashes, she moved down his body, her hands exploring his hard muscles and toned flesh, her mouth enjoying his taste. Underneath her lips he was burning up, feverish, and his hands were desperately trying to grab her.
She smiled and moved away, still farther down his body until she could take him in her hand. He was throbbing for her. Breathless, she bent down to take him in her mouth, but with an oath, he lifted himself and shifted her so she was lying beneath him.
“You should know by now, if you do that, this will be over in seconds,” he said hoarsely. “Let me…”
*
He ran hishands up, calf to thigh, felt her shuddering, and her unconscious response pushed him over the edge.
Blindly, he opened her legs so that he could enter her, become one with her. She was ready and wet for him. He slid home and buried himself deep within her. Like a silk glove, she closed around him, he whispered her name and was lost.
*
Zoe woke upwith a smile on her face. She looked over her shoulder at Dale who was trailing a finger over the sheet covering her body.
“Mmmm.” She sighed and stretched. “Do I want to know what time it is?” she asked groggily. They hadn’t slept much, and this morning she ached in unfamiliar places.
“It’s time,” he whispered, nibbling on her shoulder, “to have you again.” He slowly pushed the sheet down, and she turned around to him.
“Wait!” he called out and turned her back on her side. “What is this?” He pointed to her back.
“Oh,” Zoe said and touched the place he was pointing at. “That must be where I was kicked…”
“What?” Dale said, clearly upset as he gently turned her around to have another look at the bruise. “Damn it, look at the size of this bruise. Are you okay? I’m sorry, I should have been gentler. I—”
“Dale, it’s fine. I bruise easily. It will heal, it’s not so bad,” Zoe said and tried to turn on her back, but Dale wouldn’t let her.
