becoming too much to bear. The problem was Zac knew the second he freed it, he would be hard-pressed to keep himself from taking her.
It was apparent her past experiences had come up lacking. He didn’t want to add his name to the list of lackluster lovers who’d spent time in her bed.
Regardless, something had to give. He shoved his jeans down, but kept his boxers on. Then he did a mental eye roll. Yeah. That wasn’t going to help.
Fuck it.
He pulled off his boxers, and then joined her on the bed once again. Tacy added fuel to the fire when she immediately reached for his dick, encircling the flesh and stroking.
“God, Tace. You keep doing that and this will be over way too fast.”
She didn’t relent or respond. Zac let himself enjoy her touch for a minute more, and then he grasped her wrist and pulled her hand away.
“Put your hands above your head, darlin’.”
She looked as if she’d complain, so he shot her a serious look that told her he wasn’t kidding. “You can put them there of your own accord or I can tie them to the headboard.”
Tacy licked her lips. “Is that what you mean by kinky?”
“You like the idea of bondage?”
She nodded. “I think…” She slowly lifted her arms, placing them on the mattress by her head.
The idea of bondage turned her on, but that took trust. This thing between them was still too new. He was glad to see her exercising caution. Maybe they’d revisit the idea at the end of the week.
Zac tried to ignore the way his chest tightened when he considered how short their time together was.
“Good girl,” he whispered, kissing her quickly. He straddled her waist, grabbed her wrists and dragged them higher. While she wasn’t ready for real bondage, he sensed the idea of being held captive turned her on. And her quick intake of breath when he held her hands to the bed proved it.
When he bent lower, she lifted her face, clearly expecting him to kiss her again. Instead, Zac ran his lips along her cheek before sucking her earlobe into his mouth. Her breathing grew heavier and she struggled slightly to move her hands. She was used to touching. It would be hard for her to lose the use of her hands. He squeezed her wrists as a warning to hold still.
Zac dragged his mouth along the side of her neck, licking her soft skin. Tacy tried to move her lower body, clearly ready to advance the game. He reached back and lightly tapped her upper thigh as a warning.
“Stop trying to control things, Tacy.”
She blinked rapidly, her eyes seeming to lose focus. God, she really did like the idea of being dominated in bed.
Zac’s sexual preferences and hers were in perfect harmony. There was no bigger turn-on than taking a strong, independent woman to bed and finding a sweet submissive lingering beneath the surface.
He scooted lower, caging her knees between his thighs as he released her hands. She started to lift them, but he shook his head.
“Leave your hands there.”
She studied his face, clearly trying to decide if she should test his limits.
He held her gaze and decided to test a limit or two of his own. “Disobey me and I won’t hesitate to flip you over and spank that pretty little ass of yours.”
Her eyes widened, then that same heavy-lidded look returned as his words soaked in. “New fan of dirty talk. Just sayin’.”
Zac grinned. “I’ll take that under advisement.”
He moved farther down then shifted until he was kneeling between her ankles. Tacy jerked slightly when he ran his tongue along her slit.
“Oh my God.”
Finding her clit with his thumb, he tasted her once more.
Tacy’s hips lifted from the mattress, seeking more. He dipped his tongue into her opening and applied more pressure on the tight nub of her clit. She came apart. Just like that.
He found it difficult to believe her assertions that her orgasms were hard to achieve. Every time he touched her, she went off like a bottle rocket. He glanced up her body to see her hands balled into
It was apparent her past experiences had come up lacking. He didn’t want to add his name to the list of lackluster lovers who’d spent time in her bed.
Regardless, something had to give. He shoved his jeans down, but kept his boxers on. Then he did a mental eye roll. Yeah. That wasn’t going to help.
Fuck it.
He pulled off his boxers, and then joined her on the bed once again. Tacy added fuel to the fire when she immediately reached for his dick, encircling the flesh and stroking.
“God, Tace. You keep doing that and this will be over way too fast.”
She didn’t relent or respond. Zac let himself enjoy her touch for a minute more, and then he grasped her wrist and pulled her hand away.
“Put your hands above your head, darlin’.”
She looked as if she’d complain, so he shot her a serious look that told her he wasn’t kidding. “You can put them there of your own accord or I can tie them to the headboard.”
Tacy licked her lips. “Is that what you mean by kinky?”
“You like the idea of bondage?”
She nodded. “I think…” She slowly lifted her arms, placing them on the mattress by her head.
The idea of bondage turned her on, but that took trust. This thing between them was still too new. He was glad to see her exercising caution. Maybe they’d revisit the idea at the end of the week.
Zac tried to ignore the way his chest tightened when he considered how short their time together was.
“Good girl,” he whispered, kissing her quickly. He straddled her waist, grabbed her wrists and dragged them higher. While she wasn’t ready for real bondage, he sensed the idea of being held captive turned her on. And her quick intake of breath when he held her hands to the bed proved it.
When he bent lower, she lifted her face, clearly expecting him to kiss her again. Instead, Zac ran his lips along her cheek before sucking her earlobe into his mouth. Her breathing grew heavier and she struggled slightly to move her hands. She was used to touching. It would be hard for her to lose the use of her hands. He squeezed her wrists as a warning to hold still.
Zac dragged his mouth along the side of her neck, licking her soft skin. Tacy tried to move her lower body, clearly ready to advance the game. He reached back and lightly tapped her upper thigh as a warning.
“Stop trying to control things, Tacy.”
She blinked rapidly, her eyes seeming to lose focus. God, she really did like the idea of being dominated in bed.
Zac’s sexual preferences and hers were in perfect harmony. There was no bigger turn-on than taking a strong, independent woman to bed and finding a sweet submissive lingering beneath the surface.
He scooted lower, caging her knees between his thighs as he released her hands. She started to lift them, but he shook his head.
“Leave your hands there.”
She studied his face, clearly trying to decide if she should test his limits.
He held her gaze and decided to test a limit or two of his own. “Disobey me and I won’t hesitate to flip you over and spank that pretty little ass of yours.”
Her eyes widened, then that same heavy-lidded look returned as his words soaked in. “New fan of dirty talk. Just sayin’.”
Zac grinned. “I’ll take that under advisement.”
He moved farther down then shifted until he was kneeling between her ankles. Tacy jerked slightly when he ran his tongue along her slit.
“Oh my God.”
Finding her clit with his thumb, he tasted her once more.
Tacy’s hips lifted from the mattress, seeking more. He dipped his tongue into her opening and applied more pressure on the tight nub of her clit. She came apart. Just like that.
He found it difficult to believe her assertions that her orgasms were hard to achieve. Every time he touched her, she went off like a bottle rocket. He glanced up her body to see her hands balled into
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