actually going to happen.
This was sooo going to happen.
I stepped away momentarily in order to unlock the car, sliding behind the wheel and starting the engine just to get some heat flowing through the frosty space. “I hope you don’t expect me to drive anywhere.”
Zac was leaning in the opened driver’s side door. His lips pursed together and I could see a muscle twitching in his jaw. “So, you are drunk.”
Is it bad that I found his devastation positively exhilarating?
“No, Zac, I swear. I’m only buzzed. Too drunk to drive, not too drunk to know what I’m doing. Okay?”
He searched my face for a minute longer than necessary, assessing the situation. His lips curled into a dangerous grin as he realized I was telling the truth. “Get in the back.”
I took him up on his invitation, ditched my coat, and maneuvered myself into the backseat as tactfully as possible. Not exactly the easiest thing to do while crawling on my hands and knees and wearing a dress. It was long, thankfully, but there was a slit that ran from hem to thigh, and as I sat back on the seat, the damn thing betrayed me. I hadn’t planned to present myself to him quite so boldly. Not just yet, anyway.
Zac’s eyes locked onto my bare leg, and I swear, he practically licked his chops as he climbed onto the floor of the car.
He slammed the door behind him, ran a palm up my exposed skin, then bent down to kiss my thigh. “ Fuck ,” he scratched out. “Your legs have been driving me insane forever .” He gave a light bite to the spot he just kissed, adding, “And Jesus. They taste as good as I hoped.”
Okay. Zachary McAllister had been wondering what my legs tasted like ? I’d say I would’ve been willing to die happy at that second, but the truth is, I wasn’t quite ready to check out just yet. I wanted more of him first.
I put my hands on either side of his head and pulled his lips to mine once more. My Jetta didn’t necessarily allow much space to move, but he managed to find a way. His body slid up the length of mine before settling himself right between my legs, and oh my God, what did I ever do in my life to deserve this ?
His tongue swept into my mouth as his hand glided along my side. I felt a groan escape from his chest and rumble against mine, the weight of him on top of me stealing my breath. He pulled a strap of my dress off my shoulder and kissed me there, my skin on fire from his touch. His hand was in a fist at my arm as he moved his lips over to my collarbone, peppering soft kisses along the swell of flesh above my strapless bra.
I was in a complete daze from the surreal events taking place right there in the backseat of my car. But when his hand slid between my legs, I became more than aware of what was happening.
Trust me. I noticed.
He pulled my panties to the side and slipped a finger across my sensitive skin. I gave out a shaky sigh and he raised his head to smile wickedly at me… and then slid his finger inside.
Oh my God. Just… Oh my God .
I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, giving myself over to the sensations he was stirring within me. My nails dug into his muscular shoulders as my body pressed involuntarily against his hand. His movements were slow, tender, and I guess I never expected him to be such a patient lover. The reality was much better than my expectations. Much. Much. Better.
I didn’t think anything could feel more incredible than what he was doing to me right then.
I was wrong.
He slipped a second finger inside as his thumb joined the party, and by the time his lips met mine, I was ready to completely fall apart. He groaned against my mouth in an aching voice, “ Jesus, I want you so bad , Ave.”
Oh God. You have me. I’m yours .
I could feel how badly he wanted me by the insistent knot pressing into my thigh, and I moaned back, not even trying to hide the
This was sooo going to happen.
I stepped away momentarily in order to unlock the car, sliding behind the wheel and starting the engine just to get some heat flowing through the frosty space. “I hope you don’t expect me to drive anywhere.”
Zac was leaning in the opened driver’s side door. His lips pursed together and I could see a muscle twitching in his jaw. “So, you are drunk.”
Is it bad that I found his devastation positively exhilarating?
“No, Zac, I swear. I’m only buzzed. Too drunk to drive, not too drunk to know what I’m doing. Okay?”
He searched my face for a minute longer than necessary, assessing the situation. His lips curled into a dangerous grin as he realized I was telling the truth. “Get in the back.”
I took him up on his invitation, ditched my coat, and maneuvered myself into the backseat as tactfully as possible. Not exactly the easiest thing to do while crawling on my hands and knees and wearing a dress. It was long, thankfully, but there was a slit that ran from hem to thigh, and as I sat back on the seat, the damn thing betrayed me. I hadn’t planned to present myself to him quite so boldly. Not just yet, anyway.
Zac’s eyes locked onto my bare leg, and I swear, he practically licked his chops as he climbed onto the floor of the car.
He slammed the door behind him, ran a palm up my exposed skin, then bent down to kiss my thigh. “ Fuck ,” he scratched out. “Your legs have been driving me insane forever .” He gave a light bite to the spot he just kissed, adding, “And Jesus. They taste as good as I hoped.”
Okay. Zachary McAllister had been wondering what my legs tasted like ? I’d say I would’ve been willing to die happy at that second, but the truth is, I wasn’t quite ready to check out just yet. I wanted more of him first.
I put my hands on either side of his head and pulled his lips to mine once more. My Jetta didn’t necessarily allow much space to move, but he managed to find a way. His body slid up the length of mine before settling himself right between my legs, and oh my God, what did I ever do in my life to deserve this ?
His tongue swept into my mouth as his hand glided along my side. I felt a groan escape from his chest and rumble against mine, the weight of him on top of me stealing my breath. He pulled a strap of my dress off my shoulder and kissed me there, my skin on fire from his touch. His hand was in a fist at my arm as he moved his lips over to my collarbone, peppering soft kisses along the swell of flesh above my strapless bra.
I was in a complete daze from the surreal events taking place right there in the backseat of my car. But when his hand slid between my legs, I became more than aware of what was happening.
Trust me. I noticed.
He pulled my panties to the side and slipped a finger across my sensitive skin. I gave out a shaky sigh and he raised his head to smile wickedly at me… and then slid his finger inside.
Oh my God. Just… Oh my God .
I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, giving myself over to the sensations he was stirring within me. My nails dug into his muscular shoulders as my body pressed involuntarily against his hand. His movements were slow, tender, and I guess I never expected him to be such a patient lover. The reality was much better than my expectations. Much. Much. Better.
I didn’t think anything could feel more incredible than what he was doing to me right then.
I was wrong.
He slipped a second finger inside as his thumb joined the party, and by the time his lips met mine, I was ready to completely fall apart. He groaned against my mouth in an aching voice, “ Jesus, I want you so bad , Ave.”
Oh God. You have me. I’m yours .
I could feel how badly he wanted me by the insistent knot pressing into my thigh, and I moaned back, not even trying to hide the
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