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Authors: Becca Jameson

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She nodded and tucked her lower lip between her teeth.

Zephyr squeezed his eyes shut and then reopened them. “Tell me.”

She stared at him, the blue of her eyes turning darker as the seconds passed. Finally she opened her lips, releasing the offended bottom one with a pop. “Take me.”

The chair scraped against the hard wood floor as Zephyr stood. The sound echoed in the room much louder to his ears than normal. He didn’t release contact with Adonia as he eased around the table and pulled her to stand in front of him.

“I promise you will never regret this decision.” He kissed her temple and then trailed smaller kisses across her face toward her ear. When he whispered into the lobe, she shivered. “I swear it on my life.” He wanted her to know she was safe in his hands, at least where her heart was concerned.

“Just do it. I don’t want to wait any longer. Get it over with. I…ache.” She glanced at him and then away. She smiled. She had no idea.

“This isn’t a chore, baby. I’m going to make slow languid love to you, and you’re going to enjoy it.”

She wasn’t convinced it would be all that fantastic. He could tell by the leery look in her slanted eyes, but she nodded.

He backed her up until her knees hit the edge of the bed, and then he took her lips again. He would kiss her for hours if it made her relax and enjoy herself. She had every right to be dubious, but he had all the time in the world to prove her wrong. Soon she would be begging him to take her.

Zephyr licked her upper lip and sucked the swollen flesh into his mouth, repeating the action on the lower one. When he captured her tongue and tugged gently, she leaned into him.

He still held her by the biceps, wishing he had the ability to make her clothes disappear without working for it. On the other hand, he wanted to open this gift piece by piece, enjoying every second of the unveiling.

Zephyr pulled Adonia against his chest and held her firmly in place, his cock throbbing against his jeans, straining to touch her belly. He slid his hands down her back, letting one rest in the sweet spot above her ass while the other pressed her against his chest at her shoulder blades.

The bulkiness of her sweater had prevented him from guessing about her breasts. He needed to see her now. He slid his hands down her back and then up under her sweater. Her smooth skin made him gasp into her mouth. She was hot, her temperature running high from hours of arousal.

“I need to see you. Lift your arms, baby,” he mumbled against her lips.

She complied. He slid the sweater over her head, surprised to find her braless underneath. Instead she wore a tight tank top that hugged her breasts perfectly, the globes only slouching marginally against her chest. Youth, her small frame, and hard work kept her breasts firm and high even without a bra.

He leaned back to admire her before removing that last layer between them. Fucking fantastic was what she was. Her nipples poked through the thin material of her white tank, heaving with each breath she took.

A flush spread across her chest as he watched her flesh above the scooped neckline.

He stroked the exposed skin with one finger, tracing the outline of her flush and then swooping to travel the edge of her shirt. The desire to suckle her through the cotton was almost more than he could bear. But he shelved the idea for another time. Right now, he needed to keep things slow. Sucking her nipples until her shirt had wet rings of his need circling the tips would not help matters.

Instead, he circled her breasts with the tip of his finger, spiraling toward the tips, watching as her nipples grew firmer, rigid with her need.

“Please…” She bucked her chest toward his hand. She couldn’t know what she needed, but he was more than willing to demonstrate.

First, he needed to make her come. An orgasm would go a long way toward helping her relax and enjoy the act of making love. It would soften her, the slightly sated feeling loosening her tight muscles.

Zephyr squeezed her shoulders with both hands, massaging them until she let her eyes flutter shut. He then stroked his hands down her arms, reached for the hem of her tank, and pulled it over her head.

As she lifted her arms, her chest rose, forcing her fabulous breasts high. She lowered her hands to his shoulders and then boldly stroked down his arms until she reached his waist. “You too. I need to see your chest.” Her words were gravelly, slurred, lusty.

He whipped his own shirt over his head and stood before her in nothing but his low-hung jeans.

She traced a line down the center of his chest until she reached the button of his pants. “Is this always what you conjure when you shift?”

“Depends. It seemed appropriate for this setting. It’s not what I would have chosen for a business meeting.” He grinned.

She didn’t look up, instead concentrating on the line of hair that reached out the top of his jeans. She leaned back, or tried to.

Zephyr caught her by the biceps and lifted her to sit on the edge of the bed. He cupped her breasts with both hands and flicked his thumbs over her nipples. The pink tips puckered, arching toward his touch. Her small areolas matched the nipples, a deep pink that stood out against her creamy white breasts.

Flawless. That’s how he would describe her skin. Her blonde hair hung over her shoulders, and he reached to flip it behind her, tugging just enough to get her head to tip back.

He smiled down at her. “You’re so sexy.” He kissed the tip of her nose and then her mouth. He couldn’t get enough of kissing her. “Lie back,” he mumbled against her lips. “I need to see the rest of you.”

She complied, but her hands shook at her sides, and she gripped the quilt as she let her body relax against the mattress.

Zephyr ran his palms up her thighs, massaging the firm muscles as he stroked higher toward her center. She couldn’t hide her arousal even through the denim. Her crotch was wet with need and her scent overpowered him now that he had her on her back.

Avoiding her center, he popped the button and unzipped her jeans. He grasped both sides of her pants and tugged them free of her body, taking her panties with them.

Adonia gasped and squirmed against the quilt, wiggling backward away from him.

Zephyr stilled her with his hands on her thighs. “Relax. Just feel.”

Her legs shook as he pressed them open. He needed a glimpse of her pussy. She moaned as he leaned his face toward her center, inhaling deeply of her heady scent. His eyes fluttered shut for an instant as he sealed this moment in time in his mind. And then he resumed his perusal of her. The blonde curls hiding her clit were almost white to match her hair. He couldn’t wait to stroke his fingers through them.

When he spread her legs wider, she moaned. Good. She was enjoying the way he mastered her body.

Her pink folds opened for him, revealing her wet pussy, swollen with desire. He stared for several seconds, watching the way she wiggled against the quilt under his gaze. “So beautiful,” he whispered as he finally eased his hands up higher on her thighs.

He pulled her soft petals open farther with his thumbs, making her suck in a breath. “What are you doing?” She batted at him with both hands, to no avail.

“I just want to remember this for the rest of my life. I’m taking mental photographs of your sweet pussy.”

“Well, stop it. It’s disconcerting.”

He chuckled. “Would you rather I did this?” As he stroked his thumbs through the wetness at her center, he didn’t take his gaze off hers.

She bucked her hips off the bed so quickly he wasn’t prepared to stop her. He ignored her squirming and tugged her body closer to the edge of the bed.

She shoved at him when he leaned down to suck a nipple into his mouth.

“Oh, God. Can’t you just… Do you have to…?” Her head rolled to one side, and he took the opportunity to nibble a path up her neck until he reached her ear.

“No, I can’t just… I have to…” he whispered. “I promised you wouldn’t regret this and I meant it. When I’m through making love to you, you won’t ever want me to stop.”

Her breathing increased and her chest beat so rapidly he could feel the pulse at the sensitive spot just below her ear that made her purr.

“You’re scrambling my brain. It’s weird. Just…take me already.”

He shook his head. “It doesn’t work that way, baby. I want slow and easy. If you want a hard quick fuck, I’ll accommodate you later. Not this first time.”

She groaned. He loved the way she reacted to his crude language. He made her cheeks flush a deep red every time he spoke such crass words.

She grabbed his forearms when he cupped her face and took her lips again. He teased her with swipes of his tongue, but when he sucked the tip of hers into his mouth, she moaned. Good. He liked that reaction. It was time to rock her world.

 

Chapter Four

Adonia had lost her mind. She felt drugged. Feverish. Like the time she got very sick as a teenager, and her mother had needed to lower her temperature by setting her on ice.

She shook, her limbs not following any instructions from her brain. The more Zephyr kissed her, the more scrambled her head felt. His tongue flicked around her mouth until he’d left no section untouched.

He released her head to stroke his giant palms down her arms until he reached her hands. Tangling her fingers with his own, he pulled her hands over her head, never breaking the kiss. The pressure he exerted on her wrists grounded her firmly to the mattress. She found she liked the feeling.

Her mother had explained sex to her in graphic detail many years ago, but nothing she’d said came close to resembling this experience. Either she’d left out a lot of details, or the woman hadn’t ever felt the way Adonia felt now.

Zephyr lowered his head, breaking the kiss and nibbling a path back down her chest. She gasped again when he took her nipple between his lips. She writhed beneath his touch as he flicked his tongue over the tip, bringing it to a stiff peak.

All her blood rushed to her sex, making her throb with need. Why wouldn’t he just claim her already? She’d begged him to, and she wasn’t about to do it again. But the pressure building in her lower abdomen threatened to explode. When he lowered his face farther, licking a path down her stomach, she wiggled to one side, trying to escape his torturous tongue.
God, what that man can do with his mouth
.

Her eyes rolled back, and she couldn’t concentrate on the ceiling anymore. But, when his nose nuzzled into the curls hiding her clit, she jerked.
No, this is wrong. He can’t…

Zephyr released her wrists to steady her hips. She immediately grasped his head firmly with both hands. “What…” Her word was breathy, the thought incomplete. His tongue landed on the sensitive nub beneath her curls with unerring accuracy.

Adonia froze.
Oh God. He’s not…

But he did. He dragged his rough tongue over her engorged nub and then sucked the tiny bundle into his mouth.

A sharp cry escaped her lips. More of a scream that echoed in the small space. She wasn’t strong enough to remove his head from between her legs and no amount of wiggling would dislodge him.

The pressure that had been increasing in the pit of her stomach all day threatened to explode. She dug her heels into the bed to control the need to… She had no idea what she was trying to prevent, but it seemed necessary.

When he released her clit, he stroked his tongue through her lower folds, making her gasp. Her thoughts scrambled.
His face is on my private parts. Oh, God
.

“Come for me, Adonia. Let me taste your sweet nectar on my tongue.” He mumbled those words against her sex.

She gripped his head tighter, and he didn’t stop her. Finally, she realized with embarrassment, she was holding him to her instead of pulling him away. She jerked her hands free and gripped the quilt at her sides. Her hips also bucked toward his mouth of their own accord. What was the matter with her?

“Come, baby. Your pussy is so fucking wet. Let it go.”

Let what go?

She fluttered her eyelids, trying to make visual contact with something. Anything that would ground her in the here and now. It didn’t work. Instead the pressure increased. All she knew was the instinctive need to be filled by this man. Why didn’t he take off his jeans and use his penis on her? Wasn’t that how this was supposed to work?

At no point in her education nor in her imagination had she conjured images of a man licking and sucking her sex between her legs. Was this normal?

She stiffened, the need to explode so close she couldn’t stop it. As soon as Zephyr reached inside her with his tongue and stroked as deep as he could, she lost control. Her body spasmed, not just her sex, but her entire frame seemed to be involved in the unusual reaction.

As he eased the firm grip he held on her thighs, she turned to putty, her sex still convulsing, grasping at nothing. She couldn’t organize words in her head, and she didn’t think she had the ability to speak anyway.

Reverently, her lover licked and kissed a path up her body, stopping to suckle her breasts again before taking her mouth in another kiss.

She could taste herself on his lips, salty and sweet just as he’d described. It seemed odd to consider the flavor of her own juices, but she wanted his mouth on hers far more than she wanted to complain about her wetness on his lips.

In a few moments the pressure built again. She tugged her mouth from his, pushing on his shoulders. Her eyes widened as she realized she needed more.

“Zephyr…”

“I know, baby.” He smiled and righted himself to stand next to the bed. He held her gaze as he popped the button on his jeans and lowered the zipper. He continued his stare as he wiggled the denim down his legs and stepped out.

Knowing her anatomy was one thing. Seeing a man’s length in the flesh was an entirely different learning experience. Adonia dug her feet into the edge of the mattress and pushed back, scooting across the bed.

God almighty
. That was not at all what she’d pictured. The man was huge. His enormous shaft jutted out from his body, bouncing against his abdomen. She pulled her legs together, the ardor of moments ago waning as she realized where he intended to put that object.

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