Casual Affair

She was pure sin.

The sweetest fucking temptation.

And he would have gladly sold his soul to the devil if it meant he could have her like this forever.

“If you don’t put me inside your pussy in the next three seconds, I’ll do it myself. And I won’t be nice about it.”

He hissed when her teeth nipped at the skin on his neck.

“I’ve never known you to be nice about anything. I don’t expect you to be now.”

Her words had a primal effect on him. His mouth dove back to hers on a growl. His movements were frenzied as they both fought with the rest of their clothes, racing to get rid of every last barrier. Her hand went straight to his cock as soon as it was bared to her.

He pulled it away and pushed her into the glass cubicle. “You do that now, and this won’t last long.”

She tossed him a half-lidded smile. “Well, we definitely don’t want that.”

Needing to feel more of her toned body, he backed her into the wall of the shower and reached up with both hands, running his thumbs over her nipples. Her head flew back, her eyes squeezing shut, her breath quickening.

“I love the way you touch me,” she said on a moan.

He almost came right then. Almost spewed all over her thighs just from hearing those words in that breathy voice. He turned on the water, the cool spray hitting his heated skin in a welcome relief, though it did nothing to diminish his desire.

“Yeah? Then you’re going to love this.”

He fell to his knees and lifted her leg to rest on his shoulder. She attempted to push him away. He wasn’t having any of it. He gripped her hips firmly to keep her in place.

“Zane, I’m sweaty and gross. You don’t have to do that.”

“I’m going to fucking taste you,” he growled up at her. “It’s been too long since I’ve had my face between these legs. Too long since I’ve had my mouth on your pussy, and it’s driving me mad. I need to.”

And he sure as hell wasn’t going to wait for permission.

He stroked her inner thighs once, twice, then leaned forward and covered her entire sex with his mouth.

Her reaction was immediate. “Holy shit.”

She braced herself on the wall and her other hand gripped his hair, pulling him closer. He lapped at her with his tongue, eating her with a ferocity that made her whimper and gasp in surprise.

When she started to thrust her hips forward, fucking his face, it was the sweetest moment ever. She was asking—begging—for more of something that only he could give her. He felt like the most powerful man in the world. And the luckiest.

He pushed two fingers inside her when she started to chant his name incoherently. He felt her channel pulsing and knew she was close.

“I need you to come like this, luv,” he told her, coaxing her with his tongue and his words. “I need to feel you let go just like this, in my mouth.” He needed that more than she could have possibly imagined. Needed it so much it scared him a little.

He leaned in again and sucked on her clit.

She released around him with a loud scream. “Oh God. Zane!”

He groaned against her skin as he drank her down, savoring her sweetness. Satisfied with his work, he lightly kissed her a few more times and steadied her before standing up.

As he was about to wrap her legs around him and enter her, he noticed a strange look on her face, one he had never seen before. Vulnerability. He didn’t know why it was there, and he didn’t like seeing it. It made his heart squeeze in his chest.

“What’s wrong?” he asked softly.

She immediately wiped the look from her face, replacing it with her signature smile of seduction. “Nothing,” she replied. “You’re just really good at that.”

It was a distraction, he knew, but an effective one. Stroking a man’s ego usually was. He was going to have to revisit that look later, but for now, he murmured, “Oh, luv. That was just the beginning.”

Chapter Fourteen

“I can’t believe you’ve lived in DC for a whole year and you haven’t gone paddle boating on the Tidal Basin,” Bea said as Zane situated himself in their paddle boat.

She grinned at his grunt of discomfort, smothering her laugh with her hand. His body was large and the boat was…not. For a moment she wasn’t sure if he’d actually fit.