He let out a choking laugh.“Yeah, we wouldn’t want anything to go off accidentally.”
She palmed his growing erection as he tried to get the buckle to turn loose.He nearly tore a hole in the leather before he managed to put the gun belt on the kitchen counter.By that time, she had his shirt off and his pants undone.She stroked her hands over his chest to make sure he was all in one piece.“I can’t believe you climbed down under that bridge.You’re not invincible, you know.”
“I have a Kevlar vest in the car.”
She shivered.“Wear that for me sometime?”
The response she got was a growl, but she was already sliding down his body.Kneeling before him, she untied his shoelaces.He toed off the shoes, and she tugged at his socks.His feet looked so different from hers.Bigger and bonier.Curious, she gently pushed her pinky finger between his big toe and the one next to it.
The muscles in his calf spasmed.“Jesus, where did you learn that?”
She smiled softly.“I made it up.”
She was curious about what he liked, and what she liked doing.She’d never felt brave enough to be adventurous with a man before, but she was willing to make up for lost time.
“Heaven help me,” he muttered.
She pulled his pants off from around his ankles and sat back on her haunches to look at his boxers.They were tented in front.He was as aroused as she was.The shackles of timidity were slowly coming off.She wanted to be with him.She wanted to be confident in their feelings for one another.
If it didn’t work out, she’d be crushed, but she was going to at least try.She’d never know what could have been if she let him walk away from her.
She fisted her fingers in the waistband of his shorts and carefully worked them over the bulge.His cock sprang out, hard and erect.She let out a shuddering breath.That was for her…abouther… Self-assurance cranked up inside her chest, and she spread her hand wide over his lower abdomen.His stomach clenched.
Walking forward on her knees, she eased up close, so close his cock rested in the cleavage of her breasts.Leaning forward, she kissed his belly button.
His hips jerked, and the tip of his cock bumped her chin.“Maxie.”
She kissed him again, lower this time.And lower still.He was breathing hard now, his chest and stomach inflating and deflating.He cupped his hand over her head, and she finally kissed the very tip of his erection.His groan filled the kitchen.
She nearly joined him.
She loved this.She loved the power that sang through her veins, the pleasure that warmed her chest.Moving with more purpose, she wrapped her fingers around his thickness.She pumped up and down while her mouth opened wider and took in more of him.
A blue streak of words filled the air, but it was hard to hear with her blood rushing in her ears.She cupped his balls and swirled her tongue.He tasted salty and rich.Her head bobbed, and his hips swung.
“Enough,” he said hoarsely.“Not this time.”
She grasped at his shoulders when he lifted her and circled her legs around his waist.He shocked her whenever he did that, reminding her how much stronger he was than her and how much he tempered that strength when he touched her.He carried her to the table and hooked his foot around a chair leg.It scraped loudly against the flooring as he pulled it out from under the table, sat and settled her atop him.
She straddled him, with only her toes touching the floor.
He slid his hands under her chemise, and his fingers clenched.“You’re not wearing anything underneath this.”
She shook her head, watching him steadily.
His eyes became heavy lidded.“You know how I feel about you, don’t you?”
She thought she did.She’d laid it all on the line on a hope and a prayer, but it would be nice to hear.
He pushed a hand between her legs.It disappeared under her short skirt but found its way unerringly to its target.Maxie bit her lip when his finger tickled her clit.He teased her for a long time, circling her opening before penetrating deep.
Her head fell back as pleasure poured through her.
He pressed open-mouthed kisses against her throat.“I’m so crazy about you I can’t see straight.”
He couldn’t think straight, talk straight or breathe right either.Zac knew he was a lost cause, but she’d just told him what he’d wanted to hear.
He rained kisses across her chest until his nose bumped against a strap that held up the silky little confection she was wearing.He loved the thing.Black and soft purple, it was naughty and nice at the same time.
