She slipped her arms around his neck. The crush of her full breasts against his chest pulled a groan from him too.
She ran her hand up his nape and stretched her fingers into his hair as he let his own hands roam over her torso, exploring the dip of her waist to the flare of her hips. Passion flamed in their kiss, bubbling up until it overflowed.
Breaking the kiss, she locked her gaze with his. “Take me to bed, Zach. I want you.”
Chapter Thirteen
Opal closed her fingers on Zach’s thick cock. The warm steel seemed to pulse in her palm. Slowly, she rolled the flared head through her fist, watching his face ripple with the pleasure of what she was doing to him.
The heavy length sliding through her clamped fingers brought a growl to his lips. In reaction to that sexy, gritty sound, her nipples puckered into hard buds.
Seeing this, he closed his fingers around each, watching her face too. He applied pressure to her aching nipples and then twisted them lightly.
“Ohgod. That feels so good.” Her eyes rolled back in her head at the sensation of being touched this way after so many years alone.
He plucked at her nipples with little tugs that turned into harder pinches. Her hand shook as she pumped his cock with the same torment he treated her to.
“Christ, darlin’. Give me your mouth.” His words came out in harsh bursts.
With a moan, she surged closer. Their mouths collided, and he thrust his tongue inside hers. He tasted of the coffee he’d drunk with dinner…and lust.
She swiped her thumb across the tip of his cock, gathering the precum pooling there. The groan they shared was louder. As he slid his hand between her legs and pressed on her clit, she cried out. Two fingers plunging into her soaking pussy yanked a scream from her.
“That’s it, darlin’. Milk my fingers.”
Her inner walls clenched harder at his dirty talk. “Yes!”
“Just like that.” He thrust them deep and curled his callused fingertips against the perfect spot.
Her pussy flooded. “Get inside me. Please, Zach. I need you moving in me!”
When he yanked a condom out of the nightstand drawer, she noted how his hand shook. With jerky movements, he managed to slide it into place.
Hovering over her, he let his stare linger on her face. “You’re so damn beautiful. It breaks my heart.”
Her own flexed at his words and the soft whisper he spoke them with. She didn’t understand his meaning or why he’d said it. But she never got a chance to ask because he took control of her mouth with a kiss that shot her need into the stratosphere.
He angled his cock toward her drenched center and yanked her ass off the bed to meet him.
In one hard thrust, he filled her with his cock. The full length stretched her and made her insides pound. Her walls clenched and released.
A shudder rolled down his spine as he began to move within her.
With a slow swing of his hips, he withdrew and then filled her again. And again.
The tight grip on his cock coupled with the rough moans he made sent her over the edge. Stars shot across her vision as she came.
Continuing to drive inside her, he roughed out, “Fuck! I’m there, darlin’. I’m—”
Opal wrapped her arms around the hard cowboy and kissed him with all the emotion bursting inside her like fireworks on the Fourth of July. Passion unlike anything she’d everexperienced before stole all thought, leaving only sensation and the throb of her heart against Zach’s as he slammed into her one last time.
Her lips moved over his in a seeking caress that he returned. The soft huff of his sigh left her feeling too tender. Like one word or move would press a finger into a bruise and cause pain.
A final rasp escaped him, and he dropped his face to her throat, fingers locked on her body. It felt like he didn’t want her to ever leave this spot.
She nuzzled his jaw, hoping the moment lasted a little while longer. Then she’d return to reality.
Somewhere in the vicinity of the floor, the low notes of a familiar text tone sounded.