He began to pump, and her thighs shifted against his hips.She pulled them higher, locking her ankles at the back of his waist.He felt huge burrowing inside her, spreading her and filling her.
But the way hemoved.
Maxie came a bit undone.Her body clenched, and she pointed her toes convulsively.“Zac,” she moaned.
“Maxie,” he rasped in her ear.
The water made their skin slick as they moved together.It stung against sensitive flesh, drenching their hair and gliding down their legs.For Maxie, it was freeing.Being with him this way, so open and sexual, solidified something inside her, something that had been unsure and afraid.
She kissed him and raked her fingers over his skin.She wrapped herself around him as his thrusts became more intense.The rhythm was jagged and rushed, but she needed it that way.She needed him.
He lifted her a bit higher, and she rolled her head against the wall.Her breasts were jouncing with every thrust, and he was pressing right against her clit.She couldn’t stand it anymore.With her hands biting into his butt and her hair clinging to his shoulders, she came.She dove into the sensation headfirst without taking a breath.It left her dizzy and thrilled and totally wrung out.By the time it was over, she sagged against him like a rag doll.
He shagged her almost desperately, still straining towards his own peak.Eager to help him, she slid her hand down to where they were connected.When her fingertips brushed against his balls, he jerked like she’d just pulled a string.
She held him as he came, his hips spasming as the pleasure rode him hard.
He braced one hand against the wall, and Maxie realized he was carrying all her weight.She reached for the slick floor with her toes.
“I’ve got you,” he grunted in her ear.
He caught her other leg before she could slide it down.He was still inside her, but he wasn’t making any attempts to disconnect their bodies.They looked at each other, eyes blinking as the water still poured over them.
“Right where I want you.”
Maxie let out a shaky breath.Her muscles were weak, her insides were quivering, and warmth was emanating deep inside her belly.She hadn’t known sex could be like that.So hot and intense, desperate and demanding, yet thoroughly satiating and emotional.
Her eyelids drooped, and she rested her forehead on Zac’s shoulder.
“All right.”His voice was gruff as he tucked her wet hair behind her ear.“I think it’s time we found Sleeping Beauty a bed.”
When Sunday morning rolled around, Zac was holding Maxie.They were lying together on her big king-sized bed, but as close as they were, a twin would have sufficed.Their bodies were spooned together with her back pressed against his chest.Her bottom cushioned his softened cock, and her toes rubbed his shins.
He could hear people moving about in the kitchen downstairs, but he was nowhere near ready to get up.He spread his hand wider over her stomach and felt her breathe as her chest slowly rose and fell.She was awake, he knew, and it encouraged him that she seemed too comfortable and content to move.
She wasn’t sneaking away this time.
“Zac?”she said.
“Yeah?”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“You can ask me anything you want.”
She ran her fingertips along his forearm.“If your family is in Chicago, why did you leave?Why did you come here?”
He let out a long breath.He didn’t want to talk about that.Not now.“It was a good career move.”
“From big-city detective to small-town sheriff?”
He nuzzled her hair.It had dried in wild waves that made him want to curl it around his fingers.“Just because a place is small doesn’t mean it doesn’t need law enforcement.Besides, it was a promotion.”
“But there’s not as much going on here.We don’t have a drug problem or gangs or murders.”
“Thank God for that.”Every place had drug problems, and bad things happened even behind a small-town’s closed doors, but she didn’t need any more truths smacking her in the face.
She went quiet, but her fingers stopped tracing the bones in his wrist.She wanted honesty, he realized, something that had been pretty amorphous in their relationship.
