Page 19 of Mile High Addiction

She jerked and her eyes went wide.“An oasis as in, there’s a body of water there?”she whispered, her face growing a little pale.

Zach frowned, hating the expression in her eyes.“You don’t like the water?”

She pursed bee-stung lips—lips he was dying to kiss—and shook her head.“I’m not a big fan of any body of water.”

Shit.That could be a problem.But not one he intended to let stand in the way of his goals.Because having Bethany Green had become his number one mission.She drew him like a moth to a flame.He wanted to burn in her heat, die in her fire.

He had no idea what was happening, what had started happening when he’d first laid eyes on her, but hell if he was going to slow down to find out.He was well and truly captivated.The episode in his office had nearly blown his mind clean away.He’d never done anything like that before.In some circumstances, it could be grounds for some serious questions about his work practices, but at the time he hadn’t given a damn.Hell, he’d do it again in a heartbeat.

Seeing her and claiming her had been a natural progression that he hadn’t questioned for a single moment.He intended that progression to advance all the way to his bedroom.

“There will be other things to explore besides the water.Many, many other things.”

At his blatant answer, a flush heated her cheeks.Exquisite blue eyes, set within an even more exquisite face, stared at him.She took another sip of wine and licked a drop off her lower lip.

His low groan made her eyes widen even further.

“How long do we have to stay in Shanghai?”

“The I.L.stops there for two days.We can do a twelve-hour abbreviated tour.”

“So Marrakech means I’ll miss the rest of the tour?”

“Yes.”

Her plump lower lip pouted.“I was quite looking forward to Bora Bora.”

“I will give you Bora Bora.I have a place there too.But before we do that, I have business to take care of in Paris, then in Morocco.Then I’m free to be with you.I don’t want to leave you.Say yes, Bethany.”

She sucked in a breath.One that pressed her generous breasts against the leather and displayed her tight, hard nipples.When she uncrossed her long legs and re-crossed them, Zach felt the pulse hammer at his temples.He wanted those legs splayed wide for him as he tongued her plump clit and watched her come, over and over.Then he wanted them high around his shoulders as he drove his cock into her.

His dick hardened so fast and painfully that he nearly grabbed it to ease the intense discomfort.

As if sensing his agitation, her gaze locked on his then dropped to his crotch.She couldn’t miss her effect on him, and he didn’t bother to hide it.He wanted her to see how hot he was for her.How much he desired her.

Slowly, she licked her lips.Her breath came out in soft, hot pants.Then her lids lifted and she murmured the word he wanted to hear.

“Yes.”

6

Shanghai was hot, humid and glorious.

Her emperor suite at the Indigo Mandarin Shanghai—she’d discovered that all the Indigo Lounge destinations were linked to businesses owned by Zachary Savage—had made her want to weep with joy, but it was the thought of being escorted round the amazing Chinese city that made Bethany’s blood thrum with excitement.

Of course, her escort also had a lot to do with it.

A full twelve hours after the fact, she found it hard to believe she’d readily agreed to abandon the trip of a lifetime and said yes to Zach.A part of her remained suspended in disbelief at what she was contemplating.The rest of her felt compelled to seize the moment, give in to the incredible chemistry that sizzled between them every time he looked at her with those intense grey eyes.

She felt him behind her and turned from examining the enormous jade Buddha and ancient carvings on the walls of the Jing’an Temple, their fourth and final tour stop.

“Are you ready to leave?”he asked, his low, growly voice making her heart race that little bit faster.

His hands were once again shoved into the back of his jeans, a familiar stance she was beginning to recognize every time he came within touching distance.

The blue shirt he’d worn stretched over his wide chest, and from the open collar she glimpsed vibrant, golden-brown skin that made her whole body tingle.

“Yes.”Her voice emerged strained, and she shoved down the spurt of irritation that rose out of nowhere.

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