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Zac stared at her, his heart thrashing against his ribs as she looked up at him with those big, blue, fallen angel eyes. She didn’t deserve to deal with that shit. And she was trying to comforthim. Offering to listen to his sordid fucking family history so that they could commiserate. But he didn’t want the sort of comfort words provided. Suddenly, the only comfort he wanted was the taste of her on his tongue, the feel of her skin under his fingers, the sound of her moans in his ears. He wanted her, the way he couldn’t ever remember wanting a woman before. He wondered if she wanted him just as much. If his touch could soothe some of her hurt. At least for a short time.
He slid his hands up and wrapped his fingers around her delicate wrists, his thumbs stroking along the sensitive skin of her inner arm. Goose bumps rippled out from under his touch.
His breathing deepened as need pulsed through his veins—a need to let go. To pretend for just an hour or two that this was all there was. Just her and him and the energy that seemed to crackle between them. The energy that flared even brighter now. He tightened his grip, then stood, pulling her to her feet so quickly she overbalanced and fell against him.
“Zac?” Her voice was breathless with surprise.
He let her wrists go and tangled his hands in her hair, tilting her head back. “I don’t want to talk right now,” he said, his voice dark and laced with heat. “Do you want to talk, Cassie?”
Her breaths were coming fast, her eyes wide as they bounced between his. The compassion that had filled them before slowly being drowned out by the black of her pupils. “Do you want to talk?” he pressed her.
She licked her lips. “No.”
He lowered his head, so his mouth hovered over hers. “What do you want?”
Her lips parted, and she exhaled shakily. He ran one hand down her throat until he could feel her pulse fluttering like a hummingbird under his palm. “I don’t want to talk,” he said again. “I want your body against mine. I want to know what it feels like when you come on my cock.” She let out a ragged little moan that had him hard and throbbing inside his jeans. “Tell me what you want, Cassie.”
Her throat worked against the hand that bracketed her neck as she swallowed. “I want that too,” she finally got out.
He didn’t crash his mouth down on hers the way he wanted to. The way he thought he was going to. Instead, he eased them closer, so close her frantic breaths washed over his skin. He held himself there, letting the anticipation build between them until she was swaying toward him, her lips almost brushing his with every silent plea. He held them there, on the edge, until he couldn’t take it anymore. Only then did he allow himself to close the final distance between them and press his mouth to hers, slide his tongue between her lips.
She whimpered, the sound sending desire pounding through him. The desire to forget what had happened at the hospital today. The desire to see her gaze filled with something other than sadness. The desire to wipe Bryan and what he’d done to her—what he’dmeantto her—from her mind.
With their mouths still locked together, he maneuvered her to the door at the back of the cabin. He fumbled with the latch, then shoved it open, backing her through it and letting it swing shut behind him. Cassie pulled away to look around the small but luxurious bedroom.
“Label VIPs like to travel in style,” he murmured against the skin of her neck before gripping her jaw and turning her head back to his so he could claim her mouth again.
She scrabbled with the bottom of his T-shirt, pulling it up so they had to break apart for him to drag it over his head. She stepped back, her gaze roaming over his chest, her luscious bottom lip clamped between her teeth. When her gorgeous blue eyes met his again, he almost groaned from the heat blazing in them.
She wasn’t thinking about Bryan now.
“Take your clothes off,” he demanded, need riding him too hard to be soft and gentle with her. Even if that’s what she deserved. With a startled jolt, Cassie obeyed. She pulled off her shirt and stripped out of her jeans until she stood before him in only a black satin bra and panties. Her midnight waves tumbled over her shoulders and curled around her breasts.
It was the first time he’d gotten a good look at her without clothes on, and he drank her in. “Fucking gorgeous.”
His fingers skimmed her creamy skin. One hand dropped to the small of her back, the other palming her through her bra. Her nipple strained against the confines of the thin material, allowing his fingers to tug and roll it.
Cassie gasped and shuddered, her head falling back so the ends of her hair brushed over his knuckles.
He remembered how she’d come for him the other night in the hotel room, once from his fingers, and then once more from his mouth and hands on her tits. Would she do it for him again?
Still holding her firmly with his hand on her back, he pulled her bra down and flicked his tongue against a tight peak before sucking it deep into his mouth. He bared her other breast too, kneading it, then pinching and pulling on the pretty pink tip.
Cassie let out a breathy moan. Her hands came up to dig into his hair, nails lightly scraping his scalp. She felt so fucking good; he couldn’t get enough. He kept it up, mouth and tongue working one nipple, fingers tugging and rolling the other.
She panted, rocking her hips against his thigh where it pressed between her legs, giving her the friction she needed. “Oh my god.” She gasped. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
You couldn’t have fucking paid him to stop. He scraped his teeth over one hard peak while pinching the other. She squirmed on his thigh, then, with a sharp cry, she came, bucking against his leg and shuddering in his arms. Holding onto his control by his fingertips, Zac unhooked her bra and let it fall off her shoulders. Then he dragged her panties over her hips and pressed her backward, so she fell onto the bed. He knelt between her legs, pulling her underwear all the way off and flinging them aside.
Desperate to finally taste all of her, he put his hands on her knees and jerked her thighs apart. She raised her head, eyes wide, cheeks stained pink, and tried to close them. But when he narrowed his gaze on her and gave a stern shake of his head, she stopped resisting.
Fuck. So damn pretty. He rubbed his throbbing erection through his jeans with the heel of his hand. If this was the only time they did this, he intended to enjoy every inch of her.
He leaned forward and swiped his tongue across her folds, the sweet taste of her arousal exploding on his tongue. His mouth pressed to her petal-soft skin, and he groaned in approval. An answering shiver wracked her body.
With steady licks and swirls around her clit, he built her back up until she was panting again. She fisted the bedspread in one hand and tugged on his hair with the other. Only then did he push one finger deep inside her, her hips jerking against him. She was so wet and ready for him, he quickly added another finger.
Cassie was far beyond hiding herself from him now. He took the hand that had been holding her open and used it to tilt her hips toward him. He worked her clit with his tongue, circling it, flicking it. His fingers stroked into her, rubbing against her front wall, finding that sweet spot that made her moan. As soon as he sucked her swollen bud between his lips and bit down gently, she exploded again.
