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"Z," I call out.
"Don't fear me. You need to let me show you."
I feel his gloved fingers pull my shorts down and freeze. "Zero," I whisper.
Silence.
I'm not wearing underwear and begin to panic, pulling on the belt, preventing me from getting free.
I feel his hands on my thighs, they are bare, free from the gloves and I’m dying to know what they feel like. I need to understand like a person that is staring at a tornado, knowing it can destroy them as it gets closer, but they stand there like a statue. Waiting for its destruction.
He parts my thighs, his wet tongue licks my slit, and I whimper.
"Z," I protest with a moan, trying to grip the side of his head with my thighs, hoping I can feel his face to make out his features.
"Relax, and I'll give you what you want."
"You don't know what I want."
He flicks his tongue over my clit, and my ass lifts off the bed. My clit is throbbing. My pussy is wet and dripping. I can feel the drops sliding between my thighs. I search in the dark for a glimpse of his face, anything to identify him.
"Fuck. You taste amazing, my little Sparrow, like a jar of honey. Tell me you want me to make you come," he says, sliding his tongue inside me. "Tell me you want me to fuck you with my tongue so you can give me my secret. The secret of your pleasure. A pleasure you give no other."
My nipples are hard, my legs open wider, and I shamelessly tell him what he wants to hear. What I want. For him to show me what it is like to be desired. To be truly wanted. "Yes," I croak. "Make me come, Z."
The man is wicked. He plunges his tongue like an animal feasting on his prey. He eats. And eats me. Fucking me like he promised with his tongue.
I bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from screaming. "Oh, fuck."
I whimper. I moan. I grind my hips, seeking my release. He grips my hips in his hands and flicks his tongue until I shatter in my release. I see sparks behind my eyes like fireworks in the dark sky. My words echo for him in the dark room. "I'm coming, Z. I'm coming."
I can feel what appears to be his nose rubbing over my pussy, smearing my cum all over his face. It's dirty and hot. He licks me and sucks hard in different spots on my skin near my entrance, and I think he is trying to leave hickeys as evidence.
I can feel his breath on my swollen clit begging for more. "You are so fucking beautiful. Now the memory of me will haunt you in the dark and your thoughts when you wake up to the light of day."
When he gets up from the bed, the cool air blows directly on my warm body. There isn't so much as a glimmer of light coming in through the window. It's as if the moon agrees with him and has chosen to stay dark in the sky.
I can hear the rustling of him re-placing his mask, and all the nerve endings on my skin awaken when I feel the heat over me, undoing the straps of his belt on my wrists–– a different experience than the one I endured with Michael.
I arch my neck, wishing he would let me kiss him. Because for the first time, I'm falling for a man with no face. A man replacing bad memories with each encounter I have with him with ones I want to repeat. And I don't even know what he looks like. When he is done, he unties me, he leaves me in the darkness of my room, wishing he would stay.
CHAPTER23
Jess
"Both of you look stunning," Dravin says from inside the dark SUV.
He preferred to drive us himself, which means Gia is seated in the back with me, while Draven is in the front passenger seat.
"Thank you,” Gia and I say at the same time.
"It's true. Both of you will be the talk of the evening. There is no doubt about that," Draven says, looking out the window at the black SUV following us. They have hired security to make sure the evening goes smoothly. Especially with Warren being there. I'm also nervous. Knowing they will be married soon, I'm unsure how I will feel about watching Reid and Valen with someone else. Especially, Reid.
I never thought I would get attached, even if my reason for sleeping with them was a way to get over the feeling of self-destruction. The guilt would come after knowing I was using them for the wrong reasons and never thinking about the future. But I got used to them always being there for me and only me. I never once thought I would feel lost when they finally got tired of me or went away.
My mind also wonders about the mystery man that has been taking residence in my mind every waking moment. His touch. His words. Even in his absence, he is everywhere. The fact that the dress I'm wearing was created for me by him is something no one has ever done. Everything Z has done to me has never been done. The need for him is not based on me trying to forget Michael.
"Isn't her dress gorgeous?" Gia says with a smile. "Reid or Valen certainly have good taste.”
