Page 59 of Mile High Addiction

Bethany was thankful that he wasn’t pushing her to overcome her fear.It was something she’d lived with for so long, she wasn’t sure she would ever get over it, and she was glad Zach was letting it be for now.

As she watched, he slowly peeled off his swimming trunks and kicked them away.“Feel free to jump me now,” he offered magnanimously.His thickening cock rose from the silky hair that covered his groin.

One thick vein pulsed underneath the stiff length, and her mouth watered with the anticipation of sliding her tongue over it.

Nervously, she glanced towards the open French doors leading inside.“Aren’t… aren’t the staff around?”

“Nope, I’ve given them the day off.We have the whole place to ourselves.All day long.”He reached forward and tugged at the bow holding her bikini bottoms together.“Come on, Peaches.Time to work on those tan lines.”

Within seconds, he had her gloriously naked.Her favorite brand of sunscreen stood on the table next to her lounger.He grabbed it and tipped the oil into his cupped palm.Slowly, he rubbed his hands together, his gaze drifting heatedly over her body.

Seating himself on the edge of her lounger, he lowered his palms to her stomach.Her sharp intake of breath brought a smile to his lips.

Zach loved the effect he had on her, seemed to crave it, in fact.She only needed to be within arm’s length for him to find an excuse to touch her.Not that he needed an excuse.She craved having his hands on her as much as he did.

His caress moved sideways over her waist and down to her hips before drifting back up to glide beneath her breasts.He repeated the motion, over and over, each time sliding close to, but avoiding, her hard nipples.

Desire tore through her, and her hips moved restlessly.A moan rose up in her throat, but Bethany forced it down.She refused to beg.She’d begged too many times since she met Zach Savage.Although she’d had him at her mercy when she’d given him the blow job the day they’d arrived in Marrakech, she’d soon learned that the moment would not be repeated.Sure, she’d given several blow jobs since, but that moment of fractured control had remained elusive.

She forced her hips to still and inhaled deeply to regulate her soaring heart rate.Her skin continued to tingle and arousal bit deep, of course, but she intended to cling to her control for as long as possible.

His gaze slowly narrowed as his hands glided up her shoulders in a smooth, devastating caress.As he moved back down and around her breasts, intense eyes gauged her reaction.When she remained motionless, he went lower, over her stomach to the pelvic bones.He kneaded her flesh, the warmth of his hands sending electric currents along her nerve endings.

Another moan threatened.She swallowed it down.His hands left her body for a moment, but only to drizzle more oil into his palm before he started an even more intensive assault on her thighs.Firm thumbs dug into her skin in erotic circles, each rotation drawing close to her sensitive inner thigh.

He was a whisper away from grazing the outer skin of her sex when she jerked away.

“I’m all done on the front, I think.”

She flipped over and was rewarded with a moment’s triumph when his breath hissed out.For several seconds, he didn’t move.Then she heard the slow glide of his palms rubbing together.He went straight for her ass, as she’d known he would.

Shielded from his probing, electric gaze, she reasserted her slipping control.But even with her eyes clamped shut, she couldn’t deny the sizzling arousal that stormed through her body.Pleasure soared higher and higher until she hovered on the brink of bliss.

Bethany was contemplating giving in and pleading for him to take her when his breath brushed her left ear.

“Bravo, Peaches.I think you’re ready to visit my toy room.”

Her head snapped round, and her gaze collided with his.

Stormy grey eyes regarded her with a mixture of admiration and speculation.

“Excuse me?You were testing me?”

He shook his head.“Not consciously.I like your uninhibited response.But I think we can have even more fun, if you’re willing to practice a little bit more restraint.”

“And you’ll only allow me into this toy room of yours if I don’t give in easily?”

“You’ve always had access to it.I told you about it before we left Paris, but you’ve shown no interest in it.”He shrugged.“You don’t have to see it if you don’t want to.”

She licked dry lips, unsure of where this conversation was going.And whether she wanted to pursue it further.But excitement tingled along her skin, her curiosity piqued.

Fun.That was why she was here.Wasn’t it?Being brave enough to grasp the adventure?

“Well, since I’ve never seen a toy room before, I can’t tell you one way or the other.”

His eyes gleamed, darkened a touch.“So you’d like to see it?”

She thought for a second and shrugged casually.“Sure.Why not?”

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