Page 33 of Control Line

Slowly, he climbed up her body to lie at her side, keeping his leg draped over her thighs. His cock bumped her hip as he shifted his weight, and he bit back a groan. Her skin was like fire to him.

Her smell was driving him insane. He dragged his nose along her neck, inhaling her scent. Even over the tang of sex in the air, her woodsy scent with a hint of flower invaded him. Zee smelled more traditionally masculine, something he would never have expected to make his dick hard, but it did.

Leaning up on his elbow, he stared down into her chocolate eyes, lazily dragging his fingers along her torso. He stopped just short of her clit before returning to her throat while avoiding her breasts. On his third pass, she gave a strangled cry.

“What was your intention when you stepped through that door?” Breaking eye contact, he tossed his head toward the light source casting her dewy skin in an amber glow.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Barney had a million and one pet peeves, and answering a question with a question was in the top ten, Zee knew that. It was one of the many things they’d discussed. Like he knew in her top ten there were people who didn’t return their shopping carts, people who traveled in the left lane, and people who say YOLO.

The fact she was doing that shit on purpose irritated him as intended. He caught her eyes again. He raised an eyebrow as he dropped his mouth and nipped her breast. Roughly, but not breaking the skin.

Her reaction was instantaneous. She gasped loudly. Her arms flew to his head in an attempt to hold him there, but he pulled back despite her hold.

That wasn’t easy as he desperately wanted to taste her everywhere.

“Obvious is open for interpretation, doll. Your interpretation is the only one I’m interested in. What was your intention before your orgasm? How far did you want to take this then, not now, but then?”

Barney saw the exact moment when she got it. When she realized he spoke from insecurity, it killed him and saved him at the same time. He’d never exposed so much and the fact that she got it spoke volumes.

Zee cupped his face with one hand and he burrowed into her touch, desperate to feel closer to her. Fuck, he was a goner.

“When I stepped into the bathroom, hell, before I did. I wanted you, want you. There is no way I will ever be satisfied with my own devices.” She levered up and kissed him. Not with desperation but with care and love. Unhurried.

The kiss lasted just a few seconds, but it held so much. When she pulled away, instead of lying back against the pillow, she used the hand at his jaw to gently push his shoulder until he was the one on his back.

She straddled him and leaned down to hover over his face. “Do I need to say more, because I will if that’s what you need. Personally, I’d rather show you. Actions do speak louder than words, you know. Words form lies, but actions tell truths.”

This woman.

Barney had wanted to reassure her, but she was reassuring him. Maybe he’d been projecting his own insecurities at her. Possibly, he just really wanted them to be different. Or perhaps he was trying to get her to leave so he could say it didn’t work out because of her. That’s what he did if someone got too close.

However, in that moment, he didn’t care which it was. He could unpack that baggage later. Right now, he had a woman who needed and wanted his attention, and he was going to give it to her.

“Now, show me what these piercings can do.” Barney grabbed her face and crushed his lips to hers as she guided him into her body.

He ended the kiss on a curse as she ground down on him, catching his breath. “Fuck, doll. I’m not going to last.”

His hands dropped to her hips as she sat upright, bracing her hands on his chest and locking her arms out.

Barney desperately wanted to see where they were connected and dropped his eyes to burn that image into his memory while she writhed on his cock. In no time, his eyes returned to hers. He couldn’tnotwatch her face. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Even more so as she took her pleasure from him.

Watching as moans and pants flew from her parted lips, Barney raised one hand to her breast and pinched the nipple. Much like she’d done earlier.

“Harder.” Her one-word command confused him. She was controlling the pace. Sure, he was active about it, but if she wanted harder, she. . .oh. All the oxygen rich blood in his body was elsewhere, so it took him a second, but only a second.

Using both hands, he pinched her nipples to the point of leaving half-moon impressions of his fingernails. It was indeed what she needed. He felt her orgasm coming and he couldn’t stop his own body from thrusting up savagely. It hit fast and hard as he continued to pump into her body.

“Fuck yes,” she ground out as he emptied into her body. Her pace faltered for a split second. She ground herself down on his pubic piercing, sliding back and forth in short, quick strokes, then exploded.Yeah, they were definitely worth the pain.

Zee collapsed on top of him with their bodies still connected. He said nothing and didn’t attempt to move her. Barney liked it, a bit too much even.

She felt right draped over him like a throw, her hair tickling his sweaty chest. When his soft cock slipped from her body followed by a rush of their combined fluids, Zee groaned and rolled to the side.

Still, he said nothing, just flipped the sheet over them and held her. Zee would speak when she was ready and not a second before. Something else he’d learned about her. She didn’t like when people spoke before thinking things through. She tended to deflect with humor while she thought on what she wanted to speak about. They had that in common, Barney did the same.

Zee petted his chest and that was the indicator she was coming down from her high. Barney prayed his dick would recover because he was so ready for another round, but he highly doubted that would happen tonight.

“That was amazing. I need to learn more about those piercings.”

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