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She positions herself and slides all the way down until I’m clenching my jaw and digging my fingers into her hips.
Don’t move. Don’t fucking move.
“Hmmm.” Her hum of satisfaction has my heart pulsing, and I have to take a few steadying breaths. “Don’t tell me you’ve not learnt how to fuck in all these years?” she whispers in my ear, biting the lobe for good measure.
Shit.
I thrust my hips, and keeping my hands on her arse, I stand and twist so she’s on her back. I prop my right foot on the floor for leverage and show her how deep I like to fuck.
Her polite hum turns to a gasp.
“Better?” But I don’t want to stop there.
I put my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet, after all, we’re in her front room, which feels pretty close to a teenage move, and then shove my weight forward.
Again and again, until my hip throbs, but the dull ache keeps my climax at bay. The silky heat of Zee is fucking addictive, and I want more even before I’m finished. She’s relaxed her legs, pulling me closer and harder to her, which means she’s enjoying every fucking second as much as I am.
“Are you going to be quiet when I make you come?” I ask.
She doesn’t beg or plead but looks at me. I release my hand more so I can grip the edge of the sofa and use it to ram into her even harder. We’re both on the edge, and I want her to remember this.
I quicken my pace, and I’m rewarded as she tightens around my cock, squeezing me and pulsing in time with my racing heartbeat.
Fuck, she feels so fucking good.
She’s quiet. And my grunt is muffled as I bury my head in her neck.
Deep breath.
Move. Deal with the condom.
I look back down to see Zee putting herself back together.
“Good coffee.” She grins up at me.
I smile, and I feel like the kid walking in off the beach and seeing her for the first time again.
Yeah, it fucking was.
CHAPTER9
ZENNOR
Now
Last night ran away from me far quicker than I thought, especially when I saw the silver bead at his neck, but that didn’t mean anything now. And there was nothing in my plan that said I couldn’t enjoy myself while setting Jayce up. We all learn that life happens, and sometimes you have to deal with the consequences. Besides, who said I shouldn’t make up for some of the pain he caused me?
The morning coffee routine I’d developed in London still needs satisfying, so I’m out of the door early before Mum wakes.
There are a couple of other small takeaway places in Tregethworth now, but Molly’s is still the best, so I head there, enjoying the early quiet. I’m lost in my head, going over the few things I want to get lined up before I pitch the new venture to Mum for her land, including the anticipated revenue and my role in the business. Despite the distraction of Jayce showing up in Tregethworth, I need the business pitch to be my priority focus. Otherwise, I’ll have to come up with a plan B, and I don’t have one.
I thank the lady behind the counter and turn with my large coffee.
“Hey, stranger. Caffeine hit, I see.” Jayce’s smile is larger than life in front of me.
“Hi. Yeah.” I give a forced smile and raise my coffee cup, looking around his frame for the door. It’s a frosty and brittle greeting considering what I let him do with my body last night, but it was one date. Nothing more.
“Zee?”
