Page 10 of Bang Buddies With Benefits
“The crew left for the night, so…” He licked my other side, this time rubbing his nose across my clit and sucking in a deep inhale. “We’ve got hours. Enough time for me to tell you about my motorcycle’s horsepower, and the parts I’m purchasing to install a new jet kit for the carburetor.”
My muscles trembled, my entire body teetering between exasperation and elation. “Fine. This week I had to read through three different versions of a seventy-seven-page insurance policy. You won’t believe what I found in the third one, on the fifty-second page, under section two.”
“There are three different jet kits I’m considering.” That wicked eyebrow with the piercing arched. “Unless you want to just admit defeat now.”
“Never.”I pulled up my legs and rolled forward, using the momentum to launch myself onto Zac’s lap. I wound my arms around his neck, keeping him in his seated position on the floor as I rolled my hips. Satisfaction zinged through me at his groan. Two could play this game, and what a fun game it was.
I bounced and gyrated on his lap, letting my head fall back as I savored my temporary victory.
He only let me bask in it for a few seconds before he caught my throat in his large hand. Time ground to a halt as he placed his thumb against my lower lip, depressing it and forcing my mouth open.
The other thing I loved about whenever we took advantage of our arrangement? No two sessions were ever the same. He kept me on my toes better than my opponents in court. I never knew what he was going to say or do next—although we had an agreed upon safe word, just in case.
For a moment, promised pleasure hung suspended in the air, and then he plundered my mouth with his. With a stroke of his tongue, dizziness set in. Despising the layers of fabric between us, I blindly groped my way down his torso until I found the waistband of his pants.
A quick unfastening and unzipping later, I tugged them down to his knees, along with his boxers. His groan resonated through me, dancing across my nerve-endings as his impressive erection sprang free.
“Finish taking those off for me. I’ll grab a rubber.” I stretched to the side, fingers scrabbling for my clutch and one of the condoms within—you just never knew, and I’d rather be prepared than horny.
My nails dragged lightly across the floor as Zac hauled me back to him, and how had he ridded himself of his clothes that fast? “Nuh-uh. You won’t seduce me into submission, and I’m not nearly finished with you yet.”
He buried his face in my cleavage, and I felt him reach around and undo the clasp of my bra. It came undone and my eyes fluttered closed of their own accord. “I’m going to fuck you with my tongue until you come against my mouth.”
Every limb went limp, useless against his dirty talk. He placed a hand in the center of my back, his firm middle finger fitted in the groove of my spine, and then he laid me on the tablecloth once again.
In a flash, he kicked aside his pants and his underwear. His knees returned to cage me in before I could even attempt to escape—not that I’d try all that hard. “Don’t worry. I won’t ask you to finish up my job.” He looped his fingers in the thin silky strings at my hips and removed my thong, baring me to his hungry gaze.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down with his swallow, and I clenched my thighs, extra glad for the fabric beneath me so that I wouldn’t leave a slippery mess on the floor.
“Damn.”
“Right back at you,” I said. He dragged a finger from the spot over my rapidly racing heart, between my breasts, and then lower, lower… “Uhnnn.”
The man looming over me transformed in an instant, from the carefree guy who slung drinks to one so fixated on me and my body that it robbed me of oxygen. My breasts filled, the nipples straining and begging for his touch, and he dipped his head and sucked one into his mouth. It was as though our bodies shared a language that didn’t require words but sensing and feeling. Like sexual ESP, and sensory and perceptions.
That’s why I’d broken my rule about repeats for him. Lately, I’d been dealing with drought-like conditions, to the point I’d wondered if I’d lost my drive for a dick that didn’t come with batteries.
But within one glance, one kiss, one touch, Zac blew that theory out of the water.
As he moved to lavish attention on my other breast, he reached between us and found the spot that made me buck against his fingers. Slowly he kissed and licked his way to the apex of my thighs.
At long last, his tongue landed exactly where I wanted it—where Ineededit. My head lolled back, his long, languid lick plunging me into a euphoric sea, and his bizarre delay tactics as we battled for control were forgiven.
This was one reason we could never be in a relationship. He’d get away with anything just by driving me to the brink of insanity with his tongue—and I meant both talking and during sex.
Zac flattened his tongue to me, and gravity disappeared, leaving me spinning and weightless. He delved his fingers inside of me as he continued the stroking of his tongue as I free fell, and I didn’t care if I never got up again.
“Just like that,” I rasped, “just like that—oh, God, oh, God.” Right when I didn’t think I could take hovering on the edge any longer, Zac sucked me into his mouth, the added pressure so divine I nearly passed out.
I refused to miss even a second of the rapture we’d been building toward since our paths first crossed, so I held tight to consciousness, enjoying the ride as his ministrations hurtled me toward a world where only lust and desire remained.
I came with a cry that ricocheted across the closet and slammed into me yet again. With that, I let go, free-falling into that incredible world and losing myself to the decadence.
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Zac
No matter how many times I watched Catalina come apart, the pleasure that I’d evoked flickering across her face, it never got old. Or failed to turn me on that much more.
