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“I shouldn’t have said that to you.”
My chest tightened, and I returned his look, waiting for him to say more, to give me more. His full mouth tightened, and he studied me, the interest in his gleaming gray orbs penetrative as ever.
“I want you, Mirielle. I’m drawn to you in a way I can’t explain, and it’s…”
“Scary?” I offered softly.
He smirked, but he didn’t confirm my assessment. “I’m going to kiss you again.”
“I hope you’re going to do a lot more than that.”
I tilted my head back as his lips moved to claim mine once more.
He collected me in his arms as if I weighed no more than a feather, our lips never breaking. My arms locked around his neck as he carried me out of the sitting room and into the bedroom, sprawling me onto the bed to peel away my jeans and t-shirt. Because my plan had been to leave, I hadn’t dressed for work in the greenhouse that morning, but now I wished I had. Those garments were much easier pulled off than the taut denim around my buttocks.
Zen had no issue freeing my breasts from my bra once the t-shirt slipped over my head. His mouth immediately moved for them, sending a million pinpricks of pleasure throughout my entire body as his hands began the exploration they had never really started the night before.
Gentle fingertips danced over the line of my collarbone, over the crevice of my armpits and down my arms until his palms cupped at the sides of my throbbing breasts, filling his mouth more as his tongue tasted.
His breaths began to release in uneven rasps, the heat only raising the hairs on my arms more, my hands locking onto his head, gently following his moves. The urgency inside him grew more intense, spawning the wetness between my bare thighs.
Zen purred, sniffing as he finally released my nipple to bow his head lower, his inhales growing deeper until he released a groan that sounded positively anguished.
“I haven’t stopped smelling you all night,” he confessed in a growl.
I flushed with pleasure, my calves again finding their way around his neck as he lapped at me, first around the smooth skin of my inner thighs, then nearer to my middle.
I quivered with anticipation, the memory of his skillful mouth also keeping me up far later than usual.
This time, however, I wanted to watch him.
I propped myself up on my elbows, a now-familiar haze overtaking me as I studied his dark crown of hair, moving methodically between my thighs. A thousand sensations vied for top place, the shimmers of satisfaction growing into full-fledged waves with every flick of his tongue.
A low moan ricocheted through me, and Zen pushed me back in my moment of weakness, causing me to fall flat against the giant mattress, fully embracing the wave of my first climax. Legs locking at his neck, I mewled, eyes closing to spill all my doubts away. I struggled to sit back up, but a strong hand reached up to play with an erect nipple.
“Stay back and enjoy, Little Mouse,” he mumbled, the chatter making my sensitive spot vibrate.
This has never been done to me before Zen. I’m sure of it. If it had, it surely would have jogged all my memories last night.
I couldn’t imagine a more sublime experience than what I was feeling in that moment, but I was about to learn how it could get better—so much better.
Zen spread my cheeks apart, his fingers playing with me, his tongue continuing to work me. My head swirled and swam as sweat formed on my brow. I gasped over and over, eyes rolling back with each new sensation.
Despite his insistence that I lie still, I tried to sit and watch his magic, his ability surely mystical because he seemed to know my body better than I knew it myself. A hundred different hands seemed to be exploring my body, his fingertips locating my most intimate spots, palms kneading and massaging the flesh of my ass, and I was powerless to stop it—not that I would ever want it to stop.
My legs clenched and relaxed, the muscles constricting and retracting inside and out as he brought yet another orgasm to the surface.
“That’s a good mouse,” he whispered, raising his head to stare at me.
With a final swipe of his tongue, he sent another wave of shivers down my spine, and I couldn’t bear it anymore.
A primal, primitive instinct kicked in, and I reached for him.
A small, pleased smile touched Zen’s too handsome face as he slid up my slick, naked body, and he crushed his mouth to me again, fingers trailing over the space between my legs.
My legs fell down around him, and his pants fell over his hips as he sat back to pull off the very same shirt I’d seen him put on not an hour earlier.
This was real. This wasn’t a fantasy. This was really happening.
