Zach starts to move, long and deep. The blunt head of his cock glides along my sweet, internal spot. My body clamps around him firmly, hips meeting every thrust. My whole world narrows to the musky smell of his skin and the sensation of fullness. The slap of skin on skin.
His mouth latches on my nipple, biting, sucking, tongue swirling. I writhe in his lap and grind my clit along the base of his cock, lost in the heat and the rhythm and the years of wanting. His hand fists in my hair, pulling me down as he takes me harder.
“Touch yourself, Sky,” he orders roughly.
I reach down to my clit and rub it in slick circles. “God, Zach, don’t stop—”
He’s relentless. Hips snapping. Cock pounding into me until I’m wailing. Every inch of me is on fire.
“I want you to come all over my cock.” His teeth graze my collarbone. “Soak me.”
Pleasure coils forcefully. I’m close. So fucking close.
I rub my clit faster and I shatter around him. My pussy squeezes his shaft as my vision whites out.
“Fuck, Skylar,” he snarls as his orgasm tears through him and he floods me.
Through our aftershocks, he holds me tightly as our bodies fuse. We collapse together, tangled. Skin slick. Breaths ragged. His cock softens but he stays inside me and I savor the connection. The pulsing afterglow. Sticky heat trickling down my thigh.
He lifts his head to pepper soft kisses on my mouth, throat, the point of my chin. “Don’t think about sleeping. We’re nowhere near being done. I want you screaming for me all night. I plan to taste you and fuck you until you can’t remember your name.”
“Well, damn.” I laugh, still dazed. “It’s either all or nothing, I guess.”
He rolls us so we’re side by side and I’m sprawled against his chest. “Promise. You’re mine tonight. Tomorrow. For however long you’ll have me.”
“Careful what you wish for.” I kiss his nose and let the truth settle in our bones.
His hand coasts down and slips between my thighs, teasing through our combined mess pooling there. A fresh wave of hunger builds. Sharp. Insistent. Zach’s cock twitches, hardening again with impossible speed.
His hooded eyes meet mine. “You ready to go again?”
“Um…” Giggling, I bite his bottom lip. “No reason to stop now.”
Outside, the jet streaks through the ink-black sky on the way to Prague.
In here, time resets itself.
Zach and I don’t waste another second.
