Page 42 of Mile High Addiction

Unable to wait any longer, she caught his face between her hands and took his mouth in a hot, needy kiss.

He stumbled, and she heard his hand slap the glass door to steady himself.Chest heaving, he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers in an erotic promise of what his cock would do to her in the very near future.

Needing him more than she’d ever needed anything in her life, she rocked her hips against his rigid length.

“Shit.I can’t think straight when you do that.”

“Good, I don’t want you thinking straight.It’s only fair because I can’t think straight either.”She rubbed her breasts against his chest and was rewarded with another pithy curse.

“Hold on, Peaches.Please, just another minute.”

She whimpered, and he squeezed her ass.She heard the door slide open and they stumbled into the living room.Expecting him to tumble her onto the sofa as he had earlier, she jerked in surprise when he continued walking.

“I don’t have any condoms here.”

She gave another pathetic whimper.It would take at least a couple minutes to get to his suite.That was two minutes too long.

“I want you now, Zach!Please… it hurts.”

“I know, sweet baby.I’ll make it better in a minute.I promise.Just hold on.”

Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he increased his stride.Even before he’d fully entered the bedroom, he was ripping away her panties.Her dress followed as soon as he set her down.His hot gaze glided over her as his hand went to his belt and tugged it off.

The moment he was naked, he grabbed her and threw her on the bed.Before she could draw another breath, two fingers slid into her wet heat, sending her already heightened senses spiraling out of control.

“I’ve been dying to fuck this tight little cunt for the last hour,” he murmured just before he closed his mouth over one hard nipple.

Head rolling back, she spread her thighs wider.“Then what are you waiting for?”

10

She woke alone in bed the next morning.Disoriented for a moment, she slowly relaxed against the pillows as recollection dawned and replayed in vivid Technicolor.

Less than twelve hours ago, she’d become Zachary Savage’s lover.

In that time, she’d had more sex than she’d had the past year.He’d been relentless with his demands, fucking her in more positions than she knew existed.

But more than that, an excitement burned inside her that had nothing to do with sex and everything to do with the prospect of having a dynamic man like Zach in her life.The stomach-knotting anxiety, which she had felt all through the trip to Shanghai and on the way to Paris, had subsided a little.

Things were moving a little too fast for her, but the knowledge that Zach was just as caught up in this fever of need they’d discovered for each other helped to ease that anxiety.

She stretched on the bed, her breath catching when inner and outer muscles protested at the workout they’d received at her lover’s hand.

Slate-colored sheets warmed beneath her hands as she drifted them over the space Zach had slept in.Turning her head, she closed her eyes and inhaled his scent.Her pulse ramped up immediately.The plan had been to join The Indigo Lounge trip to blow away the pain and misery of the last six months and to have fun, but this…

“This is insane,” she muttered.

“Talking to yourself, Peaches?”

She jerked upright.

He stood at the foot of the bed, shirtless and dressed in sweatpants.The sight of his broad shoulders, sculpted, hairless chest and tight six-pack made her mouth water.

It was obvious Zachary Savage looked after himself.Suddenly she felt pleased about her own regimen of running ten miles three times a week.

His gaze dropped to her naked breasts, and he licked his lips.“Come and eat your breakfast before I give in to the urge to eat you instead.”Despite the growing erection, he started to turn away.

Disappointment cut deeper than it should have.“Am I that easy to resist all of a sudden?”

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