Page 48 of Sky High Obsession

His heart jerked wildly as he accepted the truth of that statement.

He needed to see her.

He was addicted to the look in her eyes as she came.He needed to see that look, that helpless surrendering, which smashed through before she lost her mind for him.He was hooked on it; had dreamed of nothing else for the last ten days.

She looked over her shoulder, but her eyes stayed on his chest as she continued to fuck him.

Frustration pounded through him.His hand jerked at the restraints, his wrists protesting at the raw pain.His whole body throbbed with the need for that last demand to be met.

“Peaches.God, please.Turn around.”

“I thought you loved my ass, Zach,” she gasped as she worked her hips in a dirty little circle over him.

Jesus.

“I do.”He brought up his knees and jerked his hips upward, eager to experience that delicious slap of her wet cunt against his balls.“I love every single inch of your body.But I want to see your face, baby.I need it.”

She shook her head wildly, and he began to panic.He was close.So fucking close.Blood pounded through him with enough force to knock out a horse.

“I… I like it this way,” she replied huskily.But he heard the caginess in her voice, and his panic escalated.

God, what was going on here?

Before he could bark out an even more desperate demand, she stretched further backward over him, until she was almost prone with her arms nearly touching his biceps.Not once did she lose her rhythm.Her hips continued to work over him with a cadence that reminded him that this sexy woman who owned him was once a trained ballerina.Her body undulated with a sinuousness that was so fucking beautiful his throat closed up and his eyes stung.

“Christ, Bethany.”His voice was a rough imploration.He wasn’t sure whether he wanted the intensely mind-blowing release that clawed inside him, or whether he wanted this sensation to carry on forever.

“Come for me, Zach,” she gasped hoarsely.

“Yes, baby.So hard.So fucking hard for you.”He was a slave to her needs.Of course he was.He’d been without her for too long.Unable to hold back, he surged high, felt his semen shoot hot and endless inside her.He filled her with everything he had, everything he couldn’t say out loud.

All the mistakes he’d made in his past.All the mistakes he was terrified of making with her.The last week and a half had shown him just how precious Bethany was to him.Just how impossible living without her would be.

She bucked one last time over his still hard and throbbing cock, then let out a sweet cry of ecstasy.Unbelievably, it prolonged his own release.

With another roar, he jerked out the last of his cum as she collapsed on top of him, her back as slick and hot with sweat as his body.

More than anything, he wanted to hold her, cradle her against him.But he couldn’t move, and he couldn’t find any words that wouldn’t shatter the profound beauty of the moment.

He closed his eyes and simply breathed her name.“Bethany.”

His heart lurched when she turned her head and gifted him a single kiss along his jaw.

When she turned away a second later, his gut tightened.The knowledge that she was avoiding eye contact made his chest raw with a feeling he didn’t want to contemplate too closely.

Bethany was hurting.No matter how much she loved sex with him, she needed more.He hadn’t given her what she craved.

During the ride home on Monday, he’d seen the interest in her eyes when he’d mentioned using him for sex.Although he’d joked about it, and told himself it didn’t hurt that she was considering it, a part of him had reeled a little.

He should be pleased that she hadn’t ruled out the idea.He should be pleased to have any tiny part of Bethany that she was willing to give him.But the simple truth was he was a fucking greedy bastard.He wanted her in every way.Everything he could lay his hands on.

More than anything, he wanted to hear her say she loved him, like she had in Marrakech.It was unfair as all hell, but he’d never played by the rules.And he, of all people, knew life wasn’t fair.

She moved on top of him and renewed hunger crawled through him.He knew he could never be satisfied with anything less than total devotion and passion from Bethany.Just as he knew he would have to work damn hard to win her back.Because as much as he loved fucking her, sex without eye contact with Bethany wasn’t an option he ever wanted to consider again.

That last surrender was too beautiful to forgo.And he felt too damned scared at what the consequences would be without it.

She moved again.He began to harden inside her.

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