And yet, even had she known all of that, would she have been able to turn her back on the chance to feel his arms around her, his lips pressing against hers, his hands rough and sure on her skin?
No, she honestly didn’t think she would.
Beyond irritated with herself for having neither self-control nor a big enough sense of self-preservation where he was concerned, she began to lift his arm from where he was holding her tightly to him.
Zach’s arm tightened around her waist. “I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.”
His breath was warm, sensual, against her ear, his erection pressing into her bottom as she took a deep breath. There was nothing she wanted more than to stay here with him.
Which was exactly why she needed to succeed at pushing from his arms to slide off the bed. “I need to go.”
“Not yet.” His teeth found her lobe and tugged at it. “I need you again.”
She barely stifled a needy moan as she felt the immediate answering throb at her br**sts, between her legs. She needed him, too.
Only hours after he’d given her a shocking amount of pleasure, she was desperate for more. For the slow caress of his large, calloused hands over her skin as he lazily filled his hands with her.
“You have the most beautiful body, Heather.”
Wanting to stop her stupid heart from swelling at his heated praise, she made herself say, “How can you tell,” as if she were cogent, rather than already sinking deeper and deeper beneath his spell, “when you haven’t even seen it properly yet?”
She loved the sound of his soft laughter against her neck, far too much.
“I can see in the dark, remember? But I could be blind and know how beautiful you are. Just from this.” He let his fingertips play across her br**sts. “And this.” He slid his hand down over her stomach muscles into the already damp curls between her legs.
She couldn’t believe how desperate he made her feel with his hand between her thighs and his lips plotting a course of sensual destruction across her neck and shoulders. Thank God, the next thing she knew he was shifting on the bed to reach for another condom.
When she heard the familiar tearing of the small package, she spun to yank it out of his hands in the dark. Desire gave her perfect aim, even though she could still barely see a thing.
Zach helped guide the condom in her hand to his erect shaft and together they rolled it down over the thick, throbbing length.
Last night she’d let him take control and it had been amazing, but now that she knew the pleasure he could give her, she couldn’t possibly sit back and wait for him to tease, to tantalize again.
Laying her palms flat on his chest, she pushed him back onto the bed and moved over him to straddle his hips. A breath later, she was sinking down on him.
“You feel so good.” She’d never been a talker in bed, but with Zach she couldn’t seem to hold back what she was feeling.
Not when being with him really was that good.
Her inner muscles clenched around him and she loved the sound of his almost-helpless groan as she began to move.
“So do you.” She felt him throb inside of her, growing bigger with every word he spoke. “So good I can’t believe it.”
She loved the way he moved with her, loved the feeling of hard muscles rippling beneath her fingertips as she braced herself on his chest and stomach as she rode him. She loved the feel of his big hands stroking over her flesh in the darkness, the way he seemed to know exactly where to touch her to elicit even more sighs of pleasure.
And even though a part of her desperately wished the sun could rise quickly so that she could see him beneath her, coming into her, the truth was that nothing had ever been as good as the sweet carnality of making love with Zach, darkness all around them creating a world that was pure sensation. If she could have, she would have made it stretch on forever, where nothing existed but their elemental connection.
But everything was tightening too quickly, building too fast inside her again, heading toward the peak he’d sent her hurtling over so many times already. And when he settled his large hands on her hips to shift her pelvis slightly before thrusting up in a secret place inside that sent her reeling even further, she knew she had no choice but to give in to the mastery he already had over her body.
“What did you just do?”
He did it again and she almost came right then and there.
“You like it, don’t you?”
Like it? Was he crazy?
She freaking loved it.
But she couldn’t manage words anymore, not when he was thrusting up into her again, right in that beautiful spot that took her breath completely away. A quick learner, she quickly figured out how to move with him to make it even better, the push and pull of pure ecstasy as he withdrew, then came back to drive her even crazier with every powerful thrust.
If that had been all there was, it would have been enough. More than enough. Beyond amazing.
But Zach, she had quickly learned, never did anything by halves. And if he was intent on rocking her world, by God, he was going to all but blow it to smithereens.
The next thing she knew he was sitting up, his arms moving around her waist as he adjusted her so that she was sitting on his lap, her legs now crossed behind his hips. He was so deep like this, deeper than she could have imagined she could take him.
“Hold still.”
She was glad for the momentary pause, for the chance to appreciate being so close to him.
Oh!
The slow slide of his tongue over the tip of one breast had her sucking in a breath before he moved to the next and it whooshed back out of her lungs. Back and forth, he aroused her with his lips and tongue and teeth, the bristles across his chin an utterly delicious scraping against her sensitive skin.
He hadn’t told her she could move again, but there was no way to stop her hips from rocking against his. Everything inside her drew up so tight she thought she would shatter.
And then, on the next strong pull of his lips against her, she did.
Chapter Nineteen
Zach had to pull Heather closer, had to try to erase any space left between them as he followed her over the edge. He continued to hold her close as they fought for breath in each other’s arms. He didn’t want to let go of her, would happily have held her on his lap forever, but when she shifted over him, he forced himself to loosen his hold as she began to lift herself from him.
The sun was just starting to rise, and even though his night vision was good, seeing Heather’s incredible beauty in the light of day took away the breath he’d finally regained.