Out of Control(42)

He was fully erect, hard against his lean belly. She’d never thought of penises as beautiful before. In fact, she’d tried not to think of them at all. Now, Dani sat back on her heels and stared at him. The head was rosy, flushed with blood, and it jerked under her stare.

Slowly, she lowered her head and took him in her mouth. He tasted salty and clean and her nostrils filled with the wild, musky scent of aroused male. It twisted her insides until they coiled up tight, and she clenched her thighs together.

His hips jerked, and she released him. She kissed his balls, licked her way up the shaft, stroking her tongue around the rim and poking the tip into the eye. Then she mouthed him again, sucking hard, and he pushed into her mouth so she almost choked.

“Sorry,” he muttered, and she peered up the length of his body. “Put your hand around the base,” he said.

She did, her fingers hardly meeting as they wrapped around the bottom of his shaft just above his balls. Her palm covered half of him. Now if he pushed, he wouldn’t choke her. She squeezed him and then lowered her head once more, swirling her tongue around him, then sucking hard in rhythm with her gentle squeezes.

His fingers twined in her hair, and he urged her closer. His hips were pumping now, as though he couldn’t help himself, and his cock seemed to swell in her mouth.

Above her, he muttered words of encouragement and she sucked harder, though her jaw was starting to ache now.

Then his back arched with one last thrust, and her mouth flooded with the salty taste of him. She swallowed instinctively as he continued to pump.

Finally, he stilled. “Holy crap.”

She released him, then gave him one last kiss on the tip. Zach urged her to her feet with a hand in her hair. She wobbled, but he held her steady and kissed her, then rested his forehead against hers. “Thank you.”

“My pleasure.” And it had been. She realized that she loved to give him pleasure, to see him come apart for her. It gave her a sensation of power.

“And mine.” He straightened his clothes.

“I suppose we should get back.”

“I suppose we should.” He kissed her again then took her arm and led her out of the alcove. Luckily, no one saw their furtive retreat.

“How’s your leg?” Zach asked as they wandered through the ballroom.

“It’s good.”

“You probably need to lie down though, right?”

She peeked up at his face. “Definitely.”

“Well, it looks like the happy couple is leaving at last.”

Dani peeked at her watch. It was nearly nine.

“Bedtime,” Zach murmured. “Perhaps I should see you to your room.”

“I’m sharing with Jess.”

“Then perhaps I should see you to my room.”

…

Another first. The thought occurred to her as she woke the next morning; she’d never woken next to another person in her life before. She lay on her side, with Zach spooned in behind her, and realized it was his hot kisses on her naked skin that had drawn her from sleep.

He pressed his mouth to the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder as his arm slid around her and he cupped one breast in his big hand. She glanced down; his skin was dark against her paleness. He rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb and the sensation was a curious blend of pleasure and pain. He’d made love to her over and over again during the long hours of the night. Giving her a crash course in pleasure, he’d told her. Now her skin was sensitive to his touch. When his hand slid down over her belly, tangling with the curls at the base, then lower to slip inside, she couldn’t prevent a flinch.

“Sore?” he asked.

“A little.”

“You want me to stop.” He grazed the pad of his thumb over her engorged clit and she gasped.

“No.”

“I’ll be so gentle—you’ll hardly know I’m there.”

She snorted. She could feel him huge and hard, nudging her ass. She waited as he shifted slightly to put on the condom, then he was back behind her.

He lifted her thigh and pushed into her from behind, filling her, stretching her. His movements were languid as he thrust and withdrew. At the same time, he massaged her clit with slow circles so the desire built inside her. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to the feelings. The musky odor of sex and warm man surrounded her. She was aware of nothing but the thrust of his cock, the movement of his fingers between her thighs.

She felt as though she hovered on the edge of a chasm. One little nudge, and she would tumble. His clever fingers kept her balanced on the brink, taking her so close, and then pulling back.

He kissed the back of her neck. “You almost there?”

“Hmm.”