Page 67 of Hollywood Games
‘Yes. That would be the right thing to do.’ She got out of the car and Zoe followed. The two women walked up the front steps together, the former countess and the future one. Just before they reached the door, Barbara laid her hand on Zoe’s arm. ‘One more thing, my dear.’ Zoe readied herself for what might be coming next. ‘Don’t leave it too long before accepting him. He’s a proud man, and there’s only so much he can take.’
‘I won’t,’ she replied.
Barbara nodded, seemingly satisfied. They walked in silence through the hall and up the stairs. They parted at the top, Barbara left towards Brad, and Zoe right towards Rory.
‘Goodnight, dear.’
‘Goodnight, Barbara,’ Zoe replied, feeling like the earth had just tilted on its axis.
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Zoe let herself into the bedroom and saw Rory had fallen asleep waiting for her, sprawled across the bed hugging her pillow. She felt a rush of overwhelming love for him. He was so mighty, yet so vulnerable. She tiptoed to the bathroom, quietly closed the door, cleaned her teeth and washed all traces of Vlad from her skin. Coming back into the room she considered laying on top of him and kissing him awake, but after the night-time shocks he’d had recently and her strangulation by Vlad, she didn’t want to risk it. Instead, she sat on the edge of the bed and quietly called his name. He woke with a start, his hand flying off the bed, but as soon as he saw it was her, he relaxed, pulling her on top of his chest.
‘Where have you been? I was getting worried,’ he murmured sleepily into her hair.
‘I was with your mother.’
He tensed. ‘Are you okay?’ he asked warily, suddenly far more awake.
‘Yes,’ said Zoe, smiling. ‘We were bonding.’
Rory raised his head. ‘Are you on drugs?’
Zoe giggled, propped herself up and looked down at him. ‘No, but I did have nearly a whole bottle of Prosecco at Morag’s.’
Rory relaxed and reached up to kiss her. ‘I’m just glad you’re all right. Tomorrow I need to fill you in on a few things that happened today.’
‘Me too. I bet my stories are more exciting than yours.’ He raised an eyebrow and she raised one back. They smiled at each other.
‘I love you,’ said Rory. ‘I really missed you today.’
Zoe threw the covers back and lay on top of him. ‘I love you too. Fancy making up for a bit of lost time?’
Rory shifted his pelvis so she could feel his arousal beneath her, and ran his hands down her spine to cup her bottom. ‘I thought you’d never ask.’ Zoe giggled and brought her lips to his.
As they kissed, it was like a million tiny fairy lights turned on inside her, enervating every nerve. His night-time stubble tickled her sensitive skin, tightening her breasts and rushing blood down through her. She held still, as he lazily licked along the line of her lips, her whole being focused on this tiny part of her. It was as if he was drawing a line of light with the tip of his tongue, leaving a trail of burning fire behind. She brought her tongue out to meet his, blazing her own path into his body. He kissed her deeply, drawing her into him, his fingers running up and down her back. The lighter and faster they moved, the more she lost control, it was impossible to keep track. The only anchor points were his hot mouth and his rigid length pressing into her. She could feel her own wet desire building and opened her legs around him, rubbing her slickness over the silky skin of his cock.
He lifted her off him, so she was straddling him, and brought his hands around her bottom again, pulling her towards him, to bring the centre of her pleasure to his mouth. He opened her with a deep lick, giving a guttural growl of satisfaction as he claimed her, then sank his tongue deep. Zoe cried out. Her fingers found the headboard as her thighs shook. He sucked her clitoris, pulling on it gently.
Zoe arched back, panting for air, her knuckles white as she gripped the bed. She moved her hips backwards and forwards against the exquisite pleasure, and brought one of her hands back behind her to grasp his hard shaft. She stroked up and down his rigid length, swirling the slick essence around the head, revelling in the feel of his body beneath hers.
He pulled her hand away from him, and cupped her breasts, rolling her hardened nipples. Pleasure surged through her. She moved her hips faster against his mouth as he licked harder, her climax hurtling towards her until she exploded with light. She could hear her own voice crying out, but it was distant, lost beneath the roaring rush of blood in her ears. As her orgasm crashed through her, she collapsed forward, her head hot and spinning, her chest heaving, her body shaking.
Rory gave a slow and deliberate lick up and over her clitoris and she jerked against him, gasping. He held her fast, every sweep of his tongue sending another jerk through her, another cry to escape her lips. He hummed into her, speeding up the movement of his tongue, driving her to another orgasm that burned through her like a sweet fire. He opened his mouth wide, sucking on her, and thrusting his tongue inside her as she climaxed.
She was trembling above him, but he lifted her up and brought his body back up the bed. She guided herself to the head of his cock, and started to push down on him, lifting up, then sinking deeper to ease him into her tightness. Rory circled her clitoris with his fingers, and brought his mouth to her breast. Zoe’s body, still floating, was now rocketed higher. Each gentle push of his hardness inside her, sending scorching fire through her pelvis. There was nothing holding her together, she was just blinding and unending light.
As she felt the great wave of her orgasm about to break, she sank her weight down, wanting to take every part of him in, stretching around him. He begged her to hold back, but the wave was breaking. She pounded onto him, calling out his name as the climax shattered through her. He lost control with a roar, thrusting into her with his own release. She could feel his cock pumping, her muscles convulsing, pulling him further into her, taking as much as he could give. She let go of the headboard and collapsed down on him, his arms encircling her and holding her tightly to him.
‘I love you,’ he exhaled, his voice ragged.
‘I love you,’ she replied faintly, still lost amongst the stars.
Zoe woketo tickling and a snuffling in her ear. She opened an eye sleepily to see pale sunlight shining into the room and off the silky fur of Basil who was exploring her hair. She felt Rory beside her and turned her head towards him. ‘Did he make his way from the cabin on his own?’ she asked groggily.
Rory lent down and kissed her. ‘He’s a homing rat, he wants to be wherever you are. He’s a bit like me, except better house-trained.’
