Tessa’s lids dipped, and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she lowered her hips, pushing him past her entrance. “Mmmm.”
She closed her eyes, tipped her head to the side, and fucked the head of his cock.
The wild sensations driving into his shaft, the sight of him penetrating her over and over was too much—yet not nearly enough. He gritted his teeth, lifted his hips, and growled, “Take me.”
He plunged a little deeper, and her pussy closed around him like a fist. A hot, wet, supple fist. His eyes closed, his head dropped back, and a guttural “Holy fuck” rolled from his throat. She was tight. For-the-love-of-God-don’t-ever-stop tight. And his body moved out of need, his hips pulling back and lifting again, driving himself into the fire. Tessa made a sound, forcing Zach’s eyes open to the exquisite sight of her pretty face tightened with pleasure.
“Jesus…” she breathed, a furrow between her brows. Then she shifted her weight, and he sank home. “Oh God…”
She took the words right out of his mouth. He couldn’t think well enough to form a sentence. Only ground out, “Fuck, yes. Ride me, Tess.”
Zach gripped her hips and guided her into the movement he was looking for, full, deep thrusts until he was balls deep inside her luscious body, over and over and over again. Fucking perfection. Zach wasn’t going to last long. Not with her body bathed in moonlight, her pretty face drenched in pleasure. Her hips undulating in a sexy-as-hell fuck. Zach continued to lift and drive, pull and rock, searching for that spot inside her that would make her break again. Make her break and squeeze and spill all over his cock. He was so hungry for it, he could taste heaven on the back of his tongue.
Within minutes, they were both slicked with sweat. Zach put all his remaining strength into three hard thrusts in quick succession and was repaid handsomely when Tessa’s fingers dug into his chest and she climaxed. Her pussy gripped his cock in convulsive waves of pressure that sang through Zach’s body and pushed him over a cliff. Fireworks lit off behind his eyelids; his mind shattered into a thousand stars. His pleasure vibrated in his chest, up his throat, and past his lips tangling with Tessa’s.
When she finally collapsed against his chest, they lay there in silence for a long time, catching their breath, letting their heartbeats regulate, getting comfortable. As she unwound, she grew heavier. As she grew heavier, her hands caressed his sides, his arms, his hips. And Zach couldn’t wipe the smile from his face.
She was everything he’d fantasized. And while ninety percent of the time reality didn’t measure up to fantasy, in Tessa’s case, she’d surpassed every expectation.
He let his mind drift and his fingers skim over her back. Her skin was soft. Her hair had a light, fruity scent. And, God, she felt wickedly delicious draped over him.
“Damn, you are exactly what I’ve been needing.” He sighed and kissed her head. “Sure you can’t stay a few more days?”
She laughed softly, turned her head, and kissed his chest. “Unfortunately, I don’t have the money or the time.”
He hummed in disappointment, pressed his face to her hair, and breathed her in. His mind drifted toward the feel of her, still tight and wet and warm around his cock. And that was all it took for an influx of excitement to tingle through his balls. Zach tried to ignore the way his half-hard cock started to swell and ache again, but Tessa stirred.
She lifted her head and kissed his jaw. “You feel so good.”
Her hunger-laden whisper took his hardening cock to steel, and Zach moaned a laugh. “Girl, you’re going to be trouble.”
“I’m very rarely trouble.” With her hands against his chest, she slowly pushed up, swung her hair to the side, licked her lips, and smiled. “But I like the way you bring out my other side.”
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nbsp; That right there was a sex-kitten move. What made it even more seductive was the fact that Zach was damn sure it was authentic. That she had no idea how sexy she looked right now. Or how her transformation from prim to goddess electrified him.
He brushed the stray strands away from her face. “How many sides do you have?”
She smiled. “I thought I had one.”
He chuckled and lifted to kiss her. Then kiss her again. And again. And almost before he knew it was happening, he rolled her to her back. She was giggling, her dark hair spilling over the cream leather. Everything from the feel of her skin to the sound of her laughter triggered his sexual impulses. He pulled slowly from her body, then pushed back in equally slow.
Tessa’s laughter caught on an inhale, and fire flashed in her eyes. “Oh…”
The drawn-out moan signaled a long, amazing night ahead. One that had the potential to catch Zach up on his dragging sexual quota and fuel him through the end of the film. If no offer for the part came in by then, he’d return to his training routine for the next competition. Money was money, and he had to keep the lights on. But right now, all he was interested in was a whole different kind of money. The kind writhing beneath him. Sweet, sultry, sex-drenched money.
Tessa’s hands stroked his chest, her fingers grazed his nipples, her palms drifted over his abdomen. Then they rounded his hips, and her fingers bit into his ass as she pulled him home.
Zach followed her lead, thrusting in tandem. Her back arched and her head fell back, her mouth open on a moan. “Oh yeah.”
Like the strike of a match, Zach’s passion flared to life. Bracing one foot on the floor, he used his other knee to spread her wide. Gripped the opposite thigh and raised it, then leaned in slowly, letting her hamstring stretch until they were eye to eye. Until the head of his cock hit a barrier. Until his balls squeezed between their bodies.
“Oh God…” she breathed.
“Is that good?”
“So good.”