Savannah snorted. Men. But she did squeeze him until his hard erection quivered in her hands. He was hot, his heat emanating from his every pore. Zach lowered his head and kissed her lightly.
“Tell me you want me, Savvie.” His voice was a low rumble, almost a cat purr. He narrowed his eyes, his pupils still in their feline slit. “How long have you been deprived of pleasure? It’s a sin for a luscious creature like you to be alone. I can give you anything you want, Savvie. You need me.”
Her blood boiled. Unadulterated lust surged through her, burning her from the inside out. She gulped. Zach cupped her pussy, finding her clit. He pinched and rolled it in such a way, her nerves were like live naked wires. She needed to get her fix soon. With a heavy breath, she surrendered to the temptation. “Fuck me.”