Page 83 of Sky High Obsession

“Umm… maybe.”Bethany wasn’t sure how she felt about witnessing another couple’s blatant enjoyment of each other.She felt hot and guilty at the same time.

“You don’t have to be ashamed about how external stimulus makes you feel,” he whispered in her ears.“As long as you bring all your wants and needs to me, we’ll be fine.Deal?”

Biting her lips, she nodded.Zach’s hand slid around her waist, and he guided her forward, past the couple who were now completely lost in each other.They passed another couple getting heavy in the next spot and walked through to the games room.

Bethany’s stomach twisted as they walked into the chill-out room and found Mike, Olga, Damon and Birdie lounging in the seats.Two of the screens had descended, and as they moved through the room, Bethany heard hoarse Italian swearing followed by a very feminine cry of pleasure.Gabriel and Angela.

“Join us,” Olga invited, her eyes latching on to Zach.

Bethany had never really tested their relationship against the rigors of close proximity with others.Sure, she knew how Zach felt about Chris, her ex, and she’d made her feelings clear about the belly dancer who’d gotten a little too close in Marrakech.But this was different.Olga was blatantly eyeing up her man.She needed to set boundaries.Fast.

“We’d love to,” she responded.

Zach’s hand tightened around her waist.When she glanced at him, his face was still expressionless.“You sure about this, Peaches?”he murmured.

She sent him a thousand-watt smile.“Absolutely.”She took a seat on the last remaining lounger and slid her hand onto Zach’s thigh when he sat down next to her.Hard muscles bunched in gratifying reaction to her touch.

Olga, dressed in a silver sequined micro-dress, which left very little cleavage and leg to the imagination, stood.Mike’s smile looked a little strained as he watched his girlfriend sashay over to Zach, card in hand.

Zach’s face remained the same as he took the card from her.Again, he glanced at Bethany.She felt her smile slipping, but held her nerve.

Zach shrugged and opened the card.“How many billionaires does it take to screw in a light bulb?”A tiny smirk twitched his mouth.

Olga let out a tinkling laugh that grated on Bethany’s nerves.“Silly question.”She stared straight at Zach.“I say he should forget the light bulb.And screw me.”

Whoa.

Zach barely blinked.“Your turn,” he said to Bethany.

She pretended to tilt her head in thought.“Well, how important is the light to him?Because if he has me, he won’t need to worry about the darkness.”

Lame.So fucking lame.And yet, the change that came over Zach’s face made her want to scream with happiness.

He flung the card away and pressed the screen button on his seat.“Sorry, Olga.Bethany wins.”

Mike had a full-blown smirk in place as the screens descended.Olga looked like she was chewing nails.

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Zach caught her as Bethany flung herself at him before the screen had fully descended.

“Baby, what the hell are you trying to do to me?”he grated out.

“I saw your face.You liked what I said,” she murmured as she settled herself in his lap, her thighs bracketing him and her hands sliding into his hair.

He clamped his hands on her hips and pressed her flesh.

“Like it?You fucking turned me inside out.”

She made a soft sound and rubbed herself against him.He hardened instantly.“I like turning you inside out.”

“I know.Any reason why you want to prove that right now?”he asked, although he could guess the answer.Dark satisfaction shot through him.

“I wanted to put that Siberian bitch in her place.She’s been eyeing you like you’re Beluga caviar on her cracker.”

He laughed and cupped her firm rump.“I hate caviar.”

She jerked back and looked into his eyes.“Really?”

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