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He withdrew to the tip, then plunged back into me. “You feel so good. I never want to stop.”
My spine arched and I gave myself over to the feel of him taking me over and over again. This was what I’d needed. Every nerve in my body came alive. I wanted him closer, close enough for me to see his eyes when he came. I loved the thrill it gave me to watch a man come apart the way Justin had when I rode him. He’d watched me shatter on his cock and hadn’t been able to stop himself.
Zachary had more control, but he was losing it one deep plunge at a time. The slap of skin hitting skin sent goosebumps skittering along my arms. His cock stroked deep, hitting that special place in my pussy that made me cry out with pleasure. “Yes. Right there. Do that again.”
He gave me everything I asked for. His fingers dug into my hips, holding me steady, holding me up when my legs wanted to give out. “That’s it, baby.” He slid one hand around my hip and fingered my clit while he pounded into me. “Come for me. Then I’ll turn you around and we’ll start all over again.”
Holy fuck. The rough rasp of his voice in my office made my nipples peak to hard nubs. I came apart at the seams, bucking over his cock with a wildness I hadn’t felt in years. Pleasure tore through my body in fierce waves that shook me from head to toe.
Zachary kissed the nape of my neck and withdrew.
“No.” I whispered while reaching for him.
He chuckled and slid his arms beneath me, turning me around and placing my ass on the table. “I’m not done with you yet. I need to see your face this time. Feel that wonderful pussy choke the cum from my dick.” He kissed me and dragged me to the edge of the table. My legs went around his waist and he buried his length inside me again. I was so sensitive from multiple orgasms that I almost came again right then and there.
Zachary eased his lips along my jaw. His shirt rucked up around his waist and I buried my hands beneath it, ready to pull it off so I could feel his skin against mine. Hard muscle met my fingertips, and I forgot all about taking off his shirt as I explored the smooth ridges and hard whorls. I rubbed my palms over his hardened nipples and heard him groan. So I did it again.
His head lifted from my neck and he brushed my ponytail away from my face where sweat had made strands of hair stick to my cheek. “I can’t hold on much longer, Lucy.”
I gave him a delighted grin and used my heels in his ass to pull him closer. “So don’t hold on. Come inside me. Zachary.” I leaned back on my elbows, giving him room to thrust deeper. “Zachary.” I repeated his name when he grinned and fucked me harder.
He took advantage of the new position, pistoning his hips so that his cock stroked every inch of me. I was so close to coming. My skin buzzed, my heart slammed my ribs so hard I heard it in my ears. And Zachary, Zachary was a picture of perfection. His face was tight, his lips peeled back from his teeth in a fierce grin. His eyes were pools of liquid midnight and the sight of him still half-clothed did something to me. His pace quickened. He leaned forward and braced himself with his palms on the table on either side of my head.
I grabbed my knees and held them wide, giving him an even deeper thrust. “Oh.” The sound that came out of my mouth was somewhere between a keen and a howl. “Yes. Right there. Holy fuck. Oh, Zachary. I’m there. I’m coming.” I locked eyes with him. “Come with me.”
He nodded jerkily, his body spasming as his cock swelled and then his hot cum filled me in thick waves. The feel of him coming apart finished me off and we tumbled into bliss together. My body didn’t belong to me anymore. It was nothing more than nerves and sensations firing at will. I felt his lips caress my shoulder, my collarbone, my jaw. But I couldn’t move. He thrust a few more times, his shoulders shaking, before he gathered me into his arms and held me until I could feel again. Even his words were a muted roar in my head that I barely understood.
I’d thought sex with Justin was great, but this? I’d never felt anything like this before. What had he done to me?
Brain function finally returned, and I glanced up at the clock. “Shit. I have to go.” I kissed the corner of his mouth. “I’m going to be late picking up Abigail.”
Zachary released me after one last, lingering kiss. He bent and grabbed our clothes, passing me my shirt and pants before he shoved his feet into his jeans and jerked them up. The sound of his zipper sounded far too loud, reminding me of what we’d done. The rules I’d broken again. I couldn’t bring myself to regret it.
“Will you go to the hockey charity gala with me?” Zachary adjusted his cock in his jeans and shoved his feet into his boots. His eyes were still heavy-lidded but they were clear.
I stilled with my shirt in my hand. “Gala?” My nose scrunched. I’d heard about it, but it wasn’t exactly on my radar to attend.
“Yeah.” Zachary shrugged and blew out a sigh. “I’m supposed to go and bring a date. It’s for my youth league.” He tied his boots and straightened, brushing a hand down his shirt. He looked wonderful.
Meanwhile, I probably looked like a woman who’d been well and thoroughly fucked. I raked my fingers through my hair and checked my face in the mirror. My cheeks were bright red, my lips swollen from Zachary’s kisses. Slight scratches marred my chin from his beard, and I touched them with one finger.
Zachary kept talking, his voice urgent but not insistent. “I go every year. There are a lot of advocacy groups there. Some of them might be willing to help you too.”
That could be helpful, but was it a good enough reason to be seen in public with Zachary? “Is this a date?”
He stilled, his head lifting slowly until he met my eyes. Broad shoulders rolled back. God, I loved his shoulders. They were the kind made for holding onto. The kind that made me feel safe and protected, even if I didn’t need a man. I appreciated his strength and how he controlled it. “We can’t date. I’d call it a business meeting with mutual benefits. I fulfill my obligation to bring adate, and you have the chance to bring more attention to your advocacy.”
“You sound like you had this planned out.” I tugged my shirt over my head and sat to pull on my leggings.
Zachary watched me, the weight of his gaze making me tingle all over again. “Trust me, I would never dream of planning this. Reality is so much better.”
My skin flushed, heat blooming in my chest. He’d given me one of the most honest and genuine compliments I’d ever heard, and it didn’t feel the least bit wrong.
With my leggings in place, I slid on my shoes and reached for my keys on the counter. “I’ll think about it. I don’t like leaving Abigail, and something like this would take me away most of the night.”
“Bring her with you.” He didn’t hesitate to include my daughter, and that made me like him even more.
I’d tried to date a couple times through the years, but they all ran at the mention of my little girl. She was the most important thing in my life, and nothing was going to come between me and her or me and my advocacy. My job. These things were what defined me, not being in love or having a man in my life. I wanted those things too, but not at the risk of losing the others.
