But instead of squaring himself up and pressing his magnificent cock into her, he set her on her feet.
“Turn and spread your legs, tabby cat.”
She gleefully obeyed. Shaking with so much anticipation, she faced the wall and slid her feet apart. Adding the little arch in her back to make him groan.
But again, instead of sliding into her, his hand cracked on one of her ass cheeks.
She yelped and turned to look over her shoulder.
Zac’s eyes were practically black with lust. “That’s for being so cold when we first ran into each other.”
Crack.
“That’s for wearing that flirty little sundress yesterday.”
Crack.
“That’s for answering your goddamned phone in my bed.”
Crack.
“And that’s for scaring the hell out of me today.”
Tabitha awaited another spank but instead, nearly purred when he lined the tip of his cock up with her. He teased her, pressing lightly into her while his hands gently caressed her ass where he’d surely left marks.
“What do you have to say for yourself?” he demanded, raspy voice heavy with lust. His fingertips dug into her hips while he pressed his tip to her seam.
There was only one thing to say.
“Fuck me.”
No sooner had the words left her tongue than Zac shoved into her. She wailed. Screamed his name in some drawn-out oath of passion. He waited there but only long enough for her to adjust slightly to his size. Then he pulled out and pushed back in. Over and over, the punishing onslaught of his thrusts made Tabitha’s arousal climb higher and higher. It was almost too much. But with his groans and her name tumbling from his mouth she was happy to take it all.
She quickly neared another climax, but he pulled back when it was just out of reach. She didn’t have time to be disappointed, though, because sooner than she felt the loss of him, he turned her to face him. He pulled her sports bra up high on her chest to release her breasts. He smothered them with kisses and licks, making sure to pay attention to each nipple.
And when she was sure she’d melt into a needy puddle, he barked out another order.
“Wrap those perfect legs around me.”
Zero hesitation from her. Except of course for the wobble in her legs, but that was his fault. He scooped his hands beneath her ass and seated her onto his dick. She wrapped her legs around him as she slid into place.
The cool granite scraped at her back, her hair tangling in the rough spots veining through the rock face. She loved it—the chill from behind and the blazing heat from the front.
And for an instant she was transported back sixteen years. Back to when they’d first met. Back when she’d first fallen for this incredible man.
I love you, tabby cat.
His words echoed through her ears as she neared what would certainly be the orgasm that shattered her. Ruined her for all other men.
But that was fine. Because as she reached the point of no return, she couldn’t think of a more perfect moment. The ripples began low in her belly and spread outward, consuming her in shuddering ecstasy. Her lover followed closely behind. Flexing and gasping for air as he dragged out a few more thrusts. Just as desperate to keep the bliss and lust high enough to help them forget the reality around them.
They could be stuck on that ledge for hours, overnight even. And still . . .
It wouldn’t be long enough for Tabitha, because tomorrow she would say goodbye.
Chapter forty-four
Zac
