And then his fingers were on the waistband of her drawers, plucking open buttons, pulling them down her thighs, past her knees, and…off! He tossed them over his shoulder, and they landed in the water at the base of the falls.
She gasped. “Zachary, my drawers. They will wash down the river!”
“You shan’t need drawers as my wife, darling,” he said, his words slightly muffled by the layers of her gown and undergarments. “I promise you that.”
He was so sure of himself.
With good reason.
His tongue was on her in the next moment, and coherent thought became impossible. Drawers? She had no notion what they were. He licked over her pearl in fast flicks. Undergarments? What undergarments? He sucked hard on her, and little pinpricks of light exploded around the periphery of her vision.
“Yes,” she said.
“Yes more?” he asked, teasing her by lightly running his tongue along her seam.
“Yes more,” she echoed, mindless. Witless.
His.She belonged to this man, this moment, this passion, this frenzy, wild and fervent.
His tongue dipped inside her, and she cried out at the sheer pleasure of it.
“Mmm.”
His appreciative rumble made her hips buck. She wanted more of him.
More. Now. Yesterday.
“God,” she choked out.
“You may call me Zachary,” he drawled from beneath her skirts.
Oh, the rogue. She should have delivered a stinging riposte to blunt his boast. But she was well beyond words. And then, he returned to his ministrations, that clever tongue of his working her throbbing nub. Her cunny pulsed in tiny, uncontrollable spasms, a precursor of what was to come. He nipped her lightly, then laved the engorged flesh before sucking again.
Thrusting herself into his face, she arched her back and cried out her pleasure to the skies above as her release hit her. Bliss, hot as fire and potent as a drug, burst through her, washing over her. She trembled in the aftermath, and still he was not finished. The agony was delicious as his greedy mouth continued to consume her hungry cunny.
Izzy was gasping, twisting, heart pounding. Breathless.
He was relentless, murmuring wicked words and licking and sucking her into a new frenzy.
“Pretty and pink and mine,” he said. “You taste so good, Izzy. Come again for me, darling.”
Yes, she wanted to come for him. Needed to. She would give him anything he wanted as long as he promised to continue delivering such exquisite torture to her. Maybe she spoke the sentiments aloud. Or perhaps they were a silent plea issued within her mind. She could not say. For his praise, like his knowing tongue, proved too much. When he worried her pearl with his teeth, delivering a gentle bite, she lost control again.
Her second climax was almost violent, her body seizing in the shuddering grasp of ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back, the lids closing, as she gave herself up to the sensation. There was nothing but pleasure and the man between her legs for those wild heartbeats as sensation flooded her. Everything and everyone else ceased to exist.
Until his mouth was gone and her pinnacle ebbed to a low pulse, her heart pounding furiously as she returned to the world. And remembered where she was, lying in the grasses beside the rushing waters of the little falls, birds flying overhead, the clouds slowly moving, the air chill, the mists having blessedly ceased to fall.
Zachary rose to his knees, looming over her, diabolically handsome, his sensual lips glistening with the evidence of her desire. His golden hair was tousled, his hat long having been discarded only heaven knew where.
“Damn it,” he said, his voice deep and ragged with desire. “I want inside you so badly, Izzy. I want to sink my cock into the sweet heat of your wet cunny and fuck you until you come again.”
His words were vulgar, no doubt the sorts of phrases one would use upon a mistress, but they titillated her. Her nipples were hard and stiff beneath her corset’s boning, and she was still plagued by the hollowness within, a sense that she needed to be filled.
“Then do it,” she said.
He stilled, his gaze searching hers. “You cannot mean it.”
“I do. I want you. I want you inside me.”
