Page 14 of Three's a Crowd
She could feel his heart beating fast against her chest and his hands swept her body, moving lower, until they were stroking her buttocks, then moving on to lightly brush between her thighs. Daisy felt another heady rush of desire and her breath rasped in her throat. Any vestige of willpower she might have thought she had was spiralling away, out of her control…
Then, suddenly – shockingly – Zach broke away and held her at arm’s length, taking the blanket’s enveloping warmth with him, his breath coming out in hard gasps.
‘What’s the m-matter?’ Daisy stammered. She was desperate to kiss him again; her body felt as if it was on fire and there was an unfamiliar throbbing deep in her pelvis, urging her on. She needed this to continue, was desperate for it.
‘I, um…’ Zach appeared to be uncharacteristically lost for words.
‘Can’tyouhandle it?’ Daisy murmured, looking at him directly, holding his gaze. She’d never seen him so out of control before and was fascinated by the change in him. She’d finally discovered that she had some power over him after all.
He was obviously fighting with himself about the wisdom of doing this and she was determined not to make it easy for him. Instinctively, she reached out a hand and, keeping her gaze locked with his, pressed it against his chest, then moved it lower to gently stroke her fingertips, down, down to his lean hips where a dark v of hair disappeared into his boxers, admiring the deep lines and undulations of his torso as his muscles flexed under her touch.
He stared at her for a moment, his eyes veiled and dark, then seemingly made up his mind about something. Moving his hands up to her shoulders, he hooked his thumbs into the straps of her bra and slid them down her arms, pulling the cups down with them to expose her chest. Daisy only managed to draw in a ragged breath before he brought his mouth back down to hers again, his hands moving to cup her exposed breasts.
She felt a rush, like pure electricity, fizz through her body, all her senses alive with the intensity of it. Her insides were like molten lava, the heat reaching its peak in her centre and sending tendrils of longing twisting through her body. She was on fire, lost in waves of pleasure. It was like nothing she’d ever felt before.
There was no going back from this now. She wanted this feeling to go on and on, more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life.
All worries about her sexual innocence deserted her and she felt suddenly wanton and powerful at the way he was reacting to her.
Seemingly, she wasn’t the only one because he moved even closer and the force of his body against hers caused her to stumble backwards against the wall.
She let out a gasp at the shock of the cold against her skin.
Grabbing the blanket before it slipped off his shoulders, Zach stepped away from her for a moment.
She felt the loss of his body keenly and almost reached for him to come back to her until she realised what he was doing.
He’d turned to spread the blanket out on the floor next to them and spun back around and grabbed her in a bear hug.
Realising what he wanted, she allowed him to lower her to the floor, so she was lying on the blanket, with him kneeling above her.
She gazed up at him, lost in a world of lust.
He moved so his knee pushed between her legs, opening her thighs so he could slide between them and fit his body against hers.
His gaze stayed fixed on her eyes, searching their depths.
‘Okay…?’ he murmured, asking for her consent, pleading for it.
‘Yes. Do it,’ she urged breathily, daring him, revelling in this newfound power. She looked back into his eyes and saw they were fierce with lust, just as she guessed hers must be.
Moving slowly down her body, he kissed first her neck then across her breasts, taking her swollen nipples gently into his mouth, then sucking down, causing her to take a sharp intake of breath. His fingers brushed gently against her mound throughthe material of her knickers, making her cry out with the need to be touched more intimately there.
Zach raised his head for a moment to look at her, his eyes searching hers again.
‘Do it,’ she repeated.
He gently hooked his fingers into the band of her knickers and pushed them down her legs, his fingers exploring the skin of her inner thighs as he did so and sending a pulse of sheer desire straight through her. His hands moved back up now to explore the apex of her legs, his fingers stroking, probing and opening her up to him.
She arched her body towards him, desperate for his touch to go deeper. Reading her body language, he moved the pad of his thumb to gently caress her clitoris, circling her there and generating waves of pure bliss.
A low moan escaped from her throat.
She needed him inside her, couldn’t bear it any longer that he wasn’t.
She felt him withdraw and the air moved around her as he discarded his boxers before she once again felt his solid body, hard against hers, lining up with her. Slowly and with care, he pushed himself inside her.
For a second, she felt a sharp pain, which made her suck in her breath hard.
