God, she loved it when guys did that. Especially ones with a body like that. Granite abs, huge pecs with that patch of brown hair, and oh the tattoos. Fuck, was she drooling? Whatever; he wouldn’t judge her because he appeared to be doing the same after having licked her senseless.
She squeezed her knees tightly together to quiet the growing need.
Her movement didn’t go unnoticed.
How did he have the ability to make her feel so sexy? She wasn’t normally a lusty person; typically she satisfied her needs with her trusty vibrator and a spicy novel. The ritual wasn’t anything to write home about, but it got the job done, and she’d be good for a week or two before whipping it out again.
But after the real deal? With Zac?
Damn.
She couldn’t wait to get her hands all over him and vice versa. And if the bulge below his harness was any indication, his wants were squarely aligned with hers.
Tabitha watched as his fingers—the same fingers that were still glistening from being inside of her—worked loose the buckle at his waist. The strap pulled free, and the harness fell to the ground.
Zac’s sigh of relief made her giggle.
He quirked a brow, strands of hair pulled loose from his neatly tied bun, and used his best scolding voice. “Is something funny, Tabitha?”
His use of her proper name sent a chill up her spine.
“Nothing from where I’m sitting,” she reassured. Suddenly emboldened, she spread her legs and ran her fingertips up her leg until they settled where she was still wet from his efforts. She continued to watch him as she slid a finger in and whimpered.
She didn’t get far before he stood in front of her. But the moment he was within reach, she grabbed hold of his waistband. She made quick work of his button and fly, allowing his cock to spring free. Of all the parts of his body that had changed over the last decade and a half, that part of him wasn’t one of them. It may seem weird to call a dick beautiful, but that man had the most perfectly shaped member she’d ever come across.
She licked her lips and leaned in like she was going to lay a gentle kiss on the throbbing tip, but instead, she took him all the way into her mouth, down to the hilt.
Zac arched his back in response, unable to hold back a low rumble in his throat.
“Goddammit, tabby cat.”
She slid back up to the tip, then back to the base—slow, fluid movements that made her wetter and wetter with each bob. With one of her hands teasing around his base, the other was free to continue stroking herself. His efforts not to pump into her were admirable, though not needed. She wanted him to lose control. Take her exactly how he wanted.
“Don’t hold back with me,” she murmured against the underside of his cock between planting kisses and running her tongue all over.
“You sure?” he barely managed to croak.
She tried to nod while sucking him deeply again.
He chuckled and gathered up a fistful of her hair to hold her still then slid slowly back into her mouth. He withdrew just as slowly and then pumped back in with a bit more speed. The tentative cadence almost made her giggle because he was clearly trying to be gentle with her.
She reached up and gave his ass a sharp little slap.
“What was that for?” he rumbled low in his chest. Even as he asked, he still slid in and out of her mouth. Then pulled all the way back so she could answer.
“For being so gentle with me,” she taunted. “I’m not breakable, Zac.”
“You think I’m scared I’ll hurt you?” he asked.
Tabitha nodded and reached for his cock again.
But she didn’t get it. Instead, he crouched down in front of her, slid a hand around her throat, and whispered in her ear, “I’m trying to keep it together. Show restraint. Because if I don’t,you’lldestroyme, tabby cat. But if you want, I’ll take off the kid gloves.”
She nodded again and he rewarded her with a hard kiss.
Before she could blink he’d lifted her so her legs wrapped around his waist. As he marched her toward the rock wall, he whipped her shirt up over her head and flung it to the ground. And in a flash, her back was shoved against the cold granite of the wall, legs still tightly linked around his flexing waist.
The crinkle of foil tickled her senses as she realized he was rolling on a condom.
