Page 36 of Call Sign: Thunder
He shot to his feet unexpectedly, lifting her into his arms and carrying her toward the bedroom. He took long strides, getting them to the messy king bed in seconds and depositing her in the middle of the disarray.
He kept his eyes on her, raking up and down her body as he took off his T-shirt first and then unzipped his jeans, pulling them off one leg at a time.
Allie couldn't help lowering her gaze to the bulge in his boxer briefs. His cock strained for release and was so long it peeked out of the elastic waistband of his shorts.
She didn't want to wait any longer. She'd dreamed of this moment so often. When he lowered his briefs, his erection jutted forward, heavy with unspent desire.
Allie sat up, reaching out to grasp his hardness, but he stepped back. "Not yet, honey. I'm gonna have a hard enough time not spending like a rookie the second I'm inside you."
A thrill went through her that a man like Zach wanted her so bad that he was on the verge of losing control.
All semblance of control left her the second he knelt between her legs, spreading her wide and drinking in the sight of her pussy. She felt like she should be embarrassed, but she wasn't. She thrust her hips up to meet his lips as he lowered his face to her folds, first flicking her lightly before diving in to suck her into his mouth.
Allison bucked her ass off the bed, chasing a powerful climax as she ran her fingers through his short hair, trying to get a grasp it in an attempt to make sure he couldn't escape before he'd serviced her properly.
It was the combination of his magical mouth and the insertion of two fingers into her channel, curving to find her G-spot that finally did her in. She came with a loud cry that mingled with Zach's satisfied growl that sent vibrations through her slit, extending her pleasure.
When he sat back on his heels between her splayed legs, he had a happy grin on his cream-covered face. The sunlight glistened off his lips and Allison burst out in giggles when he stuck his tongue out to lick his lips as if he'd just finished a gourmet meal.
"Delicious."
Yes, he was, and she hadn't even tasted him yet.
Chapter Fifteen
ZACH
Zach was hanging on by a thread. Holding Allie all night as she'd spooned in his arms, her ass thrust against his cock had been the beginning of his torture. He'd squelched his need to claim her in favor of soothing her through the nightmares that had threatened to wake her several times in the night.
Hell, the memory of her naked across his knee, her naughty ass painted with his hand prints threatened to have him ejaculating in his shorts like a damn teenager. She'd wriggled perfectly, surrendering to his dominance. He felt like a bully having punished her without her prior consent. She wasn't one of his playmate pickups at a bar that left with him knowing full well she'd be feeling his hand warming her bottom before the night was over. He had a reputation, after all.
But Allison was different. She was an innocent. He was playing with fire and if he wasn't careful, he would end up hurting her way worse than any spanking could.
She was looking up at him with her big blue eyes. So trusting. A miraculous mix of innocence and lust. He couldn't stop from ravishing her now to save his own life.
He stood long enough to shuck his briefs and reach for a condom on the nightstand. After he'd got suited up, his eyes connected with Allison's and in that moment something happened that had never happened before. His heart physically constricted in his chest, almost in pain. His pulse raced with much more than sexual excitement. If he wasn't desperate to be inside her, he'd take a timeout to try to sort it out.
But he was desperate.
Zach kneeled between her legs, enjoying the view of her puffy wetness as he reached for her legs, lifting them so her knees hung over his arms. As he moved forward, he took her splayed legs with him, opening her wide beneath him.
Their eyes didn't leave each other as he leaned down, their faces only inches apart. The tip of his erection slid through the wetness he had tasted, anxious to drive into her. He waited, wanting to make the moment last as long as he could.
"Please… Zach… I want you."
Her desperate plea did him in. He didn't need another invitation. He drove his hips forward, sliding into her sheath in one thrust. Christ she was tight. Her body hugged his shaft like she'd been made for him. A perfect fit. The look in her eyes told him she felt the same.
It took all of his self-control to keep things slow, wanting to give her time to acclimate to his girth. Not wanting to hurt her or, in her precarious state, frighten her. He shouldn't have worried. She was rocking beneath him in an attempt to meet his thrusts harder.
Zach leaned down to capture her lips with a kiss, loving how connected they felt in every way possible. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she held him tight, the pain driving him to plunge a bit harder… a bit deeper.
The nip of her teeth on his lower lip sent him over the edge. He yanked away from the kiss, growling, "Put your hands over your head. Hold onto the headboard."
She obeyed in a flash, notching his dominance higher. He sat back on his heels, lifting her ass off the bed as he maintained their intimate connection. He stilled his thrusts while buried balls-deep in her heat, moving his hands to grasp her too-thin hips in an iron grip.
Her eyes begged him for more, and he gave it to her. Pulling his hardness out to the tip and crushing forward, again and again, each plunge claiming more of the woman beneath him until they felt like one intimate being.
She was so beautiful as she fell over the cliff into another strong orgasm beneath him. He chased his own climax, pounding faster until the sounds of their bodies slapping together drowned out his heavy breathing.
