Page 60 of The Wrong Promise

“I want the feeling of wet-bodied sex out of the pool,” she purrs. She gives me a little shove, grabbing the towel from my waist. “On your back, Hendricks.”

A slow smile parts my lips. Bossy Zara is a turn-on.

She slips off her swimsuit and crawls over me, sitting over my hips. “Hands above your head.” I do as she says and watch her caress her breasts. She squeezes and massages,then groans, leaning forward so I can take one in my mouth. Her hands push down on my wrists, ensuring I don’t move. Her in control, taking what she wants from me, is fucking erotic.

My dick is hard, and I lift my hips to find her.

“No.” Shetsks,firmly pushing my hips down. Easing up, she slides onto my cock, putting me out of my misery. She slowly rides me, her hands holding my wrists as she stares down at me, watching my reaction. “Is that good?” she murmurs.

“It’s perfect. Now speed it up,” I grit out, needing more of her.

“When I’m ready,” she says, her eyes sparkling with desire.

I take all the pleasure Zara gives, riding me into the mattress until she is bouncing with abandon. She comes, her head tilting back, and I grab both her breasts, pumping into her and riding into my orgasm.

The vision of her blurs as she watches me come. The bliss overrides every thought in my head. A sensation I live for, the pleasure rippling through my body—the pleasure of Zara’s body. Then, leaning down, she kisses my cheek and lips, deepening the kiss, sharing the moment with me. “I’m so glad you asked me to move in with you.”

I laugh. She is so fucking sweet. “It was always my plan.”

She frowns at me. “You didn’t know we’d end up like this.”

I arch my brows. “I hoped we would. You’re all I thought about. I couldn’t handle it any longer. I tried not to want you, but it got to a point that I gave up the fight.”

She slides her long legs along my body and lays on top of me, her chin resting on her hands splayed on my chest. “What are we going to do?”

“Eat dinner, then fuck some more.”

“Not what I meant. Is this going to be our secret?”

“About that.” I let out a long breath. “Penny and Franklin are invited to the gala with Sir James. And us. It’s the final time we need to pretend in front of him.” Her face changes. “It’s okay. We don’t have to tell them anything except we’re pretending for Sir James. Franklin knows what we have to do to get the takeover.”

“Franklin knows?”

I nod. “He hasn’t mentioned it to Penny. I told him it’s merely until the gala.”

Pain flickers in her eyes for a moment then she rolls off me.Was it disappointment?“I’m going to shower before dinner arrives.”

Tilting my head, I admire her sexy ass as she strides out of the room. “Or we could eat naked,” I call out, but I don’t get a response. “If you don’t want Penny to come, I can tell Frank to cancel,” I add loud enough for her to hear.

Nothing.

I find my cell and send Franklin a message.

Zara is nervous about seeing Penny with us faking a relationship in front of her.

It buzzes with a reply.

Tell her not to be as I told Penny what is required… unless you’re not faking it.

Fuck.

18

ZARA

After eatingthe Thai food in silence, Jobe’s cell doesn’t stop.

“We agreed on this,” he snaps, and I jump out of my skin. My heart races with his anger.

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