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Suddenly she felt exposed. She never should have come. What had she been thinking? Seeking comfort, she crossed her arms, creating a make-shift shield.
“Hey.” Zach instantly softened. He went to her. Gently, he unwrapped her arms and kept hold of her hands, then carefully lowered them back down to her sides. “I’m sorry, princess, I didn’t mean to snap at you. You look fucking amazing.” His gaze wandered down her body. “And the fact you’re here to see me, well, that makes me the luckiest man on the fucking planet.”
“I should’ve called first, I just thought ...” She paused. The point was she didn’t think at all. Only felt. And followed.
His finger went under her chin, nudging up, until he had her eyes. “Libby, listen to me. What happened out there wasn’t about you. It was about me being a possessive asshole. You don’t understand how goddamn beautiful you are.” He sighed. “I’m man enough to admit that I hate the way those motherfuckers were looking at you. I’m jealous as hell.”
Zach’s admission caught her off guard, he was constantly surprising her with his honesty. He really wasn’t like any man she’d met before.
Enough thinking. That’s not why you’re here.
Another reminder she needed to hear. It was time to take what was hers.
Standing on her tiptoes, she reached for him. Her arms encircled his shoulders, hands fingering his shaggy hair. When her lips finally latched onto his, they felt like home. When his mouth parted to welcome her, the tingles returned.
She tugged, and he took. Greedily. His lips stayed pressed to hers as he walked them back toward the closed door, sparks igniting as he pushed her against it. He wasn’t done though. Still connected, he picked her up as if she weighed nothing and folded her legs around his waist.
With their bodies keeping the door firmly closed, she was thankful no one could get in. Her dress had ridden so high, it would be hard to think up a plausible excuse as to why. Not that she had the mental capacity to think anything up right now. Her brain had officially left the building.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he rasped.
Her mind only got foggier as Zach trailed soft kisses down her neck, only stopping once he reached the curve. That was when he started sucking.
Holy shit.
Her legs squeezed around him, trying her hardest to find some relief. But the sweet torture had only just begun.
“Did you wear this hot little dress for me, princess?” A soft whimper was all she could manage as his teeth grazed her, sending shivers down her spine. “I want to hear you say it,” he demanded.
“Yes,” she whispered breathlessly, throwing her head back. “I wore it for you.”
“Were you trying to make my dick hard, baby? Is that why you wore it?”
Her skin heated and her throat constricted as his tongue traced teeth marks.
She couldn’t freaking take it anymore. She wanted him. Now.
Another “Yes” escaped her lips as her hands dropped and began fumbling with his belt.
With help from Zach, she released the metal clasp and got to work yanking down the zipper of his pants.
They were really doing this. Right there, right now. And she couldn’t be happier. He’d turned her into a crazed addict. Four days had been far too long. Thank God she didn’t have to wait any longer.
“You gotta be quiet,” he said through ragged breaths. “Promise me you’ll be quiet or you’re gonna have to wait.”
Waiting was not an option. It would be damn cruel to leave her in this state. So she nodded before going back for another taste. To which he happily obliged.
Libby was so lust drunk on Zach’s lips that his hand on her panties hadn’t even registered. Not until she heard them rip.
Pulling back, she gasped. “Oh my God, you ripped my panties! I can’t believe you ripped my panties!”
“Shush, baby. Quiet, remember?” He chuckled into her mouth before laying gentle kisses around it. “Are you ready for me, princess?”
There was only one answer to that question. It started with a “hell” and ended with a “yes”.
