All of that caused her hips to dance along the mattress and her fingers to weave through his shoulder-length hair.
When his groan vibrated against her, she threw her head back, released her own groan, and jammed her pussy into his face. “Zeke…”
A few minutes later, he lifted his head. “Tryin’ to gimme a fuckin’ bald spot?”
Oops.She certainly didn’t want to destroy his beautiful head of hair with her enthusiasm. She loosened her grip. “If you can talk, you’re not doing your job. So, shut up and get back to work.”
With a loud huff, he dove back in. Not letting up this time, no matter how much she squirmed.
And he stayed with her through the intense orgasm, lapping and sucking. Catching every drop of her climax.
Then his shoulders were gone and his hips replaced them.
He shoved his face between her breasts and drew his cock through her already soaked folds. But there was no way she was letting him go there without a condom. It didn’t matter if she had recently started taking the pill. What mattered was preventing another accidental pregnancy.
Plus, she had no idea how many women he’d been with in the past four years. Including the sweet butts he shared with his brothers.
Of course, she had no reason to expect him to turn into a monk after she left. Even more so because he had no idea if she would return.
But again, she was in protection mode.
A sharp nip to the side of her breast pulled her from her thoughts and back to the bed.
She groaned as he sucked an aching nipple deep and his beard scraped along her tender skin. The second he released the nipple with a wet pop, his fingers twisted it. His mouth found her other breast and his teeth scraped over the hard tip.
Her hips surged up again from the pleasurable pull of his mouth and bumped against his hard length. An invisible line connected her nipple all the way to her pussy.
That alone almost made her come a second time. Being gentle was a distant memory as he continued to suck her nipples hard and rock against her even harder.
But it wasn’t long before he blew out a shaky breath and dropped his forehead to her breastbone. He stayed there for only a few pounding heartbeats before surging up and off the bed again.
She appreciated every visible inch of his naked body as he moved over to his discarded jeans and pulled a condom from his wallet. With it tucked between his fingers, he stalked back to the bed.
He did not waste time before ripping open the wrapper and rolling the condom down his length before climbing back on the bed and settling between her thighs.
The head of his cock bumped against her.
Putting all his weight on one arm, he grabbed his cock and slid it through her wetness until it found purchase. He then held her eyes with his. “Fuckin’ beautiful, babe.”
His rumbled compliment sent sparks flying through her.
But he didn’t move to enter her. He waited.
Most likely to get a reaction from her. He wanted her to admit how much she wanted him, despite her not wanting to admit it.
Seconds ticked by in a silent stand-off. Them both being stubborn with a capitalS.
“Zeke,” she finally whimpered. More proof she was weak when it came to this exasperating man.
“What d’you want, babe?”
“You know what I want.”
“Need to hear it.”
He never needed to hear it before, so why now? Of course he wanted her to beg to give him proof he had won this particular war.
Unfortunately, he got what he wanted. Or fortunately, depending on how one looked at it.
