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“Please what?” I growled. I wanted her words. I wanted to hear her tell me everything she wanted so that later—tomorrow—when I hated myself for being so damn weak, I’d at least have the memory of her voice reminding me why I couldn’t resist her—why I’d done this.
“Touch me.”
“Where?”
She rocked her hips, pressing her hot core along my erection.
“Say it.” I pressed my teeth around her nipple until the pressure made her squirm.
“Between my legs.” She panted. “Touch my pussy. My clit. Everywhere.”
I slid my hand between her legs, cupping over the whole of her sex and grinding my palm against the sensitive flesh.
“Fuck, you’re soaked for me.” Her underwear was drenched, and it only took me another second to remove them. I groaned loud when my fingers returned to her core, sliding through the slick folds and sinking two fingers into her while my thumb massaged her clit.
“Zeke, please,” Kenzie begged, trembling underneath my touch.
“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good. God, what I wouldn’t give to feel you soak my cock like this.” Her body clenched around my fingers, her response to my dirty words driving me wild.
I breathed heavily over her skin, my mind scrambling with how hot and tight she felt, and wanting nothing more than to bury my dick inside her.
My fingers worked her into a frenzy. Between her clit and her G-spot, it wasn’t long before she moaned my name over and over again, and it was like hearing a fucking angel pray. But instead of to a god, it was to me, and goddamn if it didn’t humble me and drive me wild all at the same time.
She was incredible, and if that piece of shit treated her even a tenth of the way he did today while they were together… well, there was no doubt in my mind that Kenzie hadn’t heard how incredible she was nearly enough.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. And determined. And strong,” I praised her as my mouth mapped the inches of her skin. “The way you were today… you took my breath away.”
I only had one chance to chart as much of her body as I could and mark it for memory. The rosy tips of her tits. The freckles that cascaded over her collarbone. The birthmark above her belly button and the scar from her C-section.
“Zeke,” she cried out, her hips bucking under me. Her hand found my hair, dragging my head so her eyes met mine. “I want you,” she murmured, her eyes hooded with the wave of desire about to overtake her.
My strokes slowed. I wanted to make her come. To feel the way she squeezed my fingers and gushed against my palm, but I wanted what she wanted more. “Use that beautiful mouth, angel, and tell me, and I’ll give it to you.”
Her eyes flickered. “I want you inside me,” she said, her voice husky. “I want your cock inside me. Fucking me. Please, Zeke. I want you.”
Christ.Desire exploded in my veins, sending a firework of dark spots bursting into my vision. Was it because I never let anyone need me like this? Was it because this incredible woman—who fought not to need anyone—now wanted me? Needed me? Or was it because I was simply fucking insane with wanting her?
“Fuck, Kenz,” I panted, my dick straining painfully against my jeans as I brought my face back to hers, finding her eyes and locking them to mine. “Last chance.”
I couldn’t even finish the goddamn sentence because I was afraid of the words. If she didn’t want this, now was her time to leave. Now was her time to say. And I’d let her walk away.
Of course, I would. Even if it killed me to do it.
“Please, Zeke.” Her hand curled around the nape of my neck and pulled my mouth back to hers, kissing me like I was her only source of oxygen.Or maybe she was mine.
She tasted like honey and heaven. Impossibly sweet and addictively forbidden. All my reservations melted under that kiss, and I gave into the desire gnawing away at my insides.
If I was to have one night for myself—if I was going to let myself take something I wanted for the first time in years—by god, I was going to fucking take it.Her.Take her. I was going to possess her like it was all I was made to do. Like it was for more than one night. Like it could be anything but what it was.
When I pushed off the bed, I couldn’t help but stare at her. Her blonde hair spread over the covers. Her body full and flushed and dewy with desire. And she stared back, her eyes lowering over my body until they reached my waist.
“You want my cock, angel?” I rasped. “Take it out.”
Kenzie sat up, her hands greedily reaching for my belt, undoing it and then my zipper. I groaned low as she peeled my clothes down my waist, and I almost completely lost it when I saw her breath catch as she freed my dick.
I’d never brag about my size, but my cock on the other hand… it stretched and swelled even thicker under her gaze. Like her lust watered the damn thing to grow even bigger. Like all it wanted to do was show her how fucking big I could get.
“Can I…”
