Page 68 of Zachary

“Fabian bookmarked some of the porn videos with comments, and that was one of them.” I shrug. “Does it not mean what I think?”

“It does, but it’s old-fashioned. And usually used for women.”

I smirk at him. “So you don’t want my flower?”

His mouth crashes down on mine in a devouring kiss that has me hard as a spike again in seconds. “Oh, I want it,” he growls. “But only when you’re ready.”

“I’m ready.” So, so ready. “I’m even still prepped. Full disclosure: I love having something hard in my ass.”

Zac swallows. “You’re sure?” he whispers.

I lift a hand to cup his cheek. “Let’s start our life together.”

His smile is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and he kisses me again, this time more gently. I fist my hands in his shirt and let myself topple back against the pillows, drawing him down with me to lie between my legs, then frown and plant my hands on his chest. “Nope. Up.” I push gently, and he immediately retreats.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re not naked.” I give him the big-eyed pout Cam uses on Micah. I’m not sure if it works or if he just recognizes that getting naked is to both our benefit, but he scrambles off the bed and attacks his belt buckle. “Slower,” I demand. “I want to see you strip for me.”

Zac pauses and meets my gaze. Whatever he sees there makes him grin. “Looking for some entertainment, are you?”

I wrap my hand around my dick and stroke, drawing his eyes to it. They widen. “Huh. Dragon dick is different from what I thought.”

“Impress me, and you can play.”

He sucks in a sharp breath and slowly peels up the bottom of his shirt. I’ve seen his bare chest before, but somehow, this time it’s different. The shadows cast by the bedside lamp play over the slabs of hard muscle as they’re revealed, inch by inch, until he pulls it over his head and tosses it to the side.

“Impressed yet?”

I squeeze my cock and try not to let my voice shake. “N-Nothing I haven’t seen before.”

“I guess I’ll just have to do better.” His hands go to his waist and unbuckle his belt. He pulls it free, and I have a sudden flash of one porn clip I saw… but I’m not ready for that.

Yet.

My attention is glued to his every movement as he unfastens the button and slooooowly drags down the zip. He kicks off his shoes, and a second later, his pants fall to the floor. Never before have I seen someone look graceful while stepping out of pants. Not that I’ve ever seen anyone else step out of their pants, but I knowI’mnot graceful when I do it.

I can’t believe I’m thinking about his grace when the bulge in his briefs is right there. My throat goes dry. “Take them off,” I whisper.

He slides his thumbs into the waistband. “These?”

I nod.

“Hmm. I’m not sure. Are you suitably impressed?” He skims a broad palm over his hard, fabric-covered cock and shudders. I do the same, imagining that same hand on me.

“So far…”

He grins and loses the briefs. “What about now? Any better?”

I can’t muster the words to reply, only a hungry, animalistic sound that bursts from me at the sight of his huge dick. Coke can? I get it now. The tip is glistening with precum, and I can’t wait to taste it. Taste him. I’m on my knees in front of him before I can think that through.

“Ronan?” His voice hitches.

“Tell me if I do something wrong.” I wrap my lips around the head, stretching them wide. There’s no way I’m getting much more of him into my mouth—not without a lot of practice—but from the sound he makes, I don’t think he cares.

“Love,” he breathes, his hands coming to my hair, and the endearment makes me melt. Determinedly, I work a little more of him inside, using my tongue to massage the underside andloving the way his groan vibrates through his whole body. This is so different from how I’d imagined—I didn’t take into account the way it would exercise muscles in my jaw that aren’t used to it, or that he’d be so solid and warm… yet his skin is softer there than anywhere else.

Tentatively, not wanting to hurt him, I suck, and his hands tighten in my hair. “Yeah, love. Like that.”

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