Page 63 of Treat Her Right

Because she was always so open, so bold, he knew she meant it, every word.

He couldn’t take it. He reached down, caught her wandering hand. “Right here, Wynn,” he said, and curled her fingers around him.

Looking up at him, her beautiful eyes bright, she said, “Like this?”

A woman with large hands was a blessed thing, he decided. Her fingers circled him, firm but cautious, strong but soft. The contradictions made him wild. A sound of pleasure escaped his throat and he said,“Yeah.”

Without releasing him, Wynn shifted to kneel in the tub. Zack caught sight of her barely contained breasts in the skimpy bikini top at the same time she indulged him with a long, slow, heated stroke.

Steam rose around him, expanded within him. He said, “That’s enough,” and reached for her hands.

“But…”

He hauled her up and held her in front of him. “Easy,” he said, looking her over with hunger. “Don’t hurt your foot.”

She gave him a lopsided grin. “What foot?”

He smiled too, and reached out to cup her breast. “Christ, you’re beautiful.”

“I’m big,” she said.

“And sexy.”

“I’ve never worn a suit like this before.”

“Thank God for small favors.”

“My mother bought it for me when she was trying to get me married off.”

His head snapped up.“What?”

Shrugging, Wynn explained, “I told you I don’t date much. That bothers my folks. They hooked up young and they’ve always been happy and they want me happy.”

Zack eased her closer, trying to quell the sick feeling in his stomach. “You need marriage to be happy?”

She looked away. “I’m in no hurry.”

He wasn’t at all sure he liked that answer anymore. “Why not?”

“Like you, I guess I’m looking for something special. That must be why I’ve never been that attracted to too many guys, right? And I did just get my own house. I want to have fun with it for a while before I start changing things again.”

“I see.” But he didn’t, not really.

“Can we stop talking now?”

“You want to get on with it, do you?”

She moved her hands over his chest, and then lower. “Yes, I do.”

Zack eased down into the water on the bench. “Come here, Wynn.”

She stepped close and he reached around her to unhook her bikini bra. He draped it over the side of the tub. “One of these days,” he said, “I’m going to get you laid out in the sunshine so I can see all of you.” Before she could respond to that, he leaned forward and suckled her right nipple.

She clasped his head. “Zack!”

“Shh, sweetheart, keep it quiet. We don’t want to wake anyone up.”

He switched to her other breast, flicking her with his tongue, and she moaned low. “I’m ready now, Zack,” she whispered urgently.

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