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When she jerked against his touch, he
grew harder. God, he’d couldn’t remember when he’d been this hard this constantly.
If he didn’t love fucking her so much it would be a damn inconvenience.

“Maybe we should’ve taken the chopper
after all,” she murmured, her gaze on the very telling evidence of his
excitement beneath his jeans.

“Trust me, Peaches, I won’t make that
mistake again.” Grabbing her hand, he placed it over his erection then groaned
again when the pain threatened to eviscerate him.

Out of sight of Philip, who was behind
the wheel, he pressed her hand harder onto his straining hard-on and worked her
hand up and down.

He watched her face, watched her
excitement grow as he grew thicker in her hand. When her tongue circled her
lips he bit back a filthy curse. He caught her nape and dragged her close.

“Stop doing that,” he warned in her
ear.

“Zach, you’ve trapped my hand under
yours,” she whispered back fiercely.

“I don’t mean that. I mean what you’re
doing with your tongue. It makes me think you want to suck my cock all the way
to the back of your throat and thoroughly enjoy doing it.”

Her free hand clamped hard on his
thigh. “What if I want to do just that?” she responded boldly. “You have an
exceptionally beautiful cock.”

“Then I say you’ll get your chance
sooner rather than later.”

He pulled away and pressed the intercom
that connected to the front. “We’re done with the scenic route, Philip. Get us
to the house
asap
.” He sat back and watched a delicate
wave of heat wash over her face. “Now’s not the time to be coy, Peaches. You’ve
stated a wish, and it’s my duty to fulfill it.”

She laughed, a husky sound that
triggered a pleasurable hum inside him. “You’re about to get a blow job and
you’re make it sound like you’re doing
me
a favor?”

“I intend to make a pleasurable
experience for both of us. And never doubt it baby, I’ll take care of you
before we’re done.”

He watched her swallow and
take
a deep breath. He tried a few of those himself and felt
marginally more in control of his violent hunger.

“How long before we get there?” The
strain in her voice was exactly how he felt.

“Ten minutes.”

“Okay, I need a distraction. So you
sent Keely champagne and flowers. Care to discuss?”

“There’s nothing to discuss. I meant
what I said. I wanted to show her my appreciation.”

“But you don’t know her from Eve. What
makes you think she wouldn’t have run to the nearest tabloid to sell her story
once she knew you sent her the present?”

“I trusted that you wouldn’t be friends
with someone like that.”

She sucked in a breath as her stunning
eyes connected with his. “I…Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He refrained from
telling her he’d had Keely quietly vetted. He didn’t regret taking the
precaution. He’d been too badly burned in the past to take risks on faith any
more.

But he trusted Bethany. Something about
her made him want to let go of his rigid trust issues.

“You’re still looking at me as if I
have an ulterior motive,” he said.

“It’s not that. I’m guess I’m a little
puzzled that I found next to nothing about you personally on the internet when
I searched for you, and yet here you are, three days after meeting me, putting
yourself out in public with little care for the risk involved.”

“Some risks are worth taking.”

Her eyes widened. “And I’m one of
them?”

“I’ve only known you for three days and
yet I’ve taken risks with you I’ve never taken with anyone else. I could get
seriously burned here, but I’m willing to take the step.”

“Zach…I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t need to say anything. Just
keep giving me what you’re giving me—your companionship and that gorgeous
body.”

“You have it,” she breathed out her
response with such fervor that he felt lightheaded.

Jesus
.
She was so amazing. So giving. The hunger that had had almost consumed him when
he first set eyes on her intensified. At this rate, he’d be on his knees day
and night for her if he wasn’t careful.

With relief, he saw Philip turn onto
the long private dirt road that led to his place. Of all his homes, this was
the one he was most proud of. He couldn’t wait to show it off to Bethany. Right
after he’d fucked her. And came in her mouth. And fucked her some more.

His hand tightened on her nape. She
jerked but didn’t pull away. He liked that. Loved the fact that she wasn’t
scared of how demanding he could be. She wasn’t scared of his hunger for her.

It would make the next several days all
the more enjoyable, knowing that he didn't have to hold back.

Even more so once he’d shown her the
delights of his toy room.

***

Zach’s place was more like a palace.

It was stunning. There was only one
drawback.

There was water everywhere.

The old fear slammed into Bethany with
the force of a hurricane and kept slamming into her when with each room they
passed, all she saw was a view of the various water features outside.

Zach was too intent on reaching his
destination—his bedroom, she suspected—for him to notice her
tension. Bethany was glad of that because it was one way of combatting the fear
and anxiety rushing through her.

Rich tapestries and gleaming marble
floors whizzed by as they almost jogged through rooms filled with history and
beauty.

And once they reached there, his suite
was equally breathtaking. The raised bed, one of the largest she’d ever seen,
made a bold statement that set her pulse racing.

Beyond the wide muslin curtained
windows, the sound of a fountain tinkled in the air.

Inside, the tension grew as Zach
tracked her to where she dropped her purse and kicked off her shoes. His chest
heaved as he took deep breaths.

Taking her time, she plucked her Oliver
Peoples sunglasses off her head and placed them on the tall boy nearby.

Then she released her button and took
off her Capri pants and the dark gold linen and lace sleeveless top.

Cool air from discreet air-conditioners
washed over her heated skin as she stood in the indigo bra she’d bought in
Paris and changed into after their sex session on the plane.

Zach’s gaze took in the color, dropped
to her panty-less crotch, and his breath hissed out. “You’re wearing my
favorite color.”

“Do you like it?”

He started unbuttoning his shirt. “Come
over here and I’ll let you know.”

Before she’d taken a step he was
shrugging off his white shirt. The sight of his glorious torso made her insides
melt and her mouth water. He was so gorgeous. His face was a work of art and
his
body made hers sing
in worship. She still had a
hard time believing he was truly this into her.

She reached him and stopped. He
continued to watch her as he worked his jeans button free and lowered his
zipper.

“What do you want to do, Peaches?” he
rasped.

She wet her lower lip. “I want your
cock in my mouth.”

He closed eyes for a few
control-gathering seconds as he pushed his jeans off and kicked them away. When
she stepped closer and grasped his waist, his eyes flew open.

Keeping hers on him, she slowly sank to
her knees.

He groaned long and hard. “God, seeing
you on your knees makes me so fucking hard.”

Her fingers whispered over the erection
tenting his boxers, and she smiled. “You’re already hard, Zach.”

“Harder then.
So much
harder.
I feel as if I’m about to explode, baby.”

Fervid fingers freed her loosely held hair
from its clasp as she ran her hands up his thighs, felt the warm, corded muscle
beneath her fingers. “Not just yet. I want to taste you for a little while.”

“Fuck, yes.” His fingers worked through
her hair to cradle the back of her skull. “I need you so much, baby.” His face
was a stark mask of raw need.

She cupped his balls and felt them
tightened in her palm. “I need you too.”

Wetting her lips some more, she took
his wide head in her mouth. He jerked against her mouth and cursed.

She played her tongue over the ridged
edge and felt the blood surge under the velvety skin.

“
Christ!”

Having learned very quickly that Zach
didn’t like losing control for very long, Bethany decided to move fast. She
swirled her tongue over him and took as far into her mouth as she could. He
filled her, pulsing with power and vitality as she worked him over. Thick veins
filled her mouth as she sucked him.

She smiled in feminine pride as he
groaned his appreciation. “Oh, Peaches, you’re so very good that.” As she’d
known he would, he soon took over. With both hands cupping the back of her
head, Zach rocked his cock into her mouth, soon establishing a rhythm that had
him hitting the back of her throat over and over again.

It was so decadent, so beautifully
filthy, liquid heat dampened her sex and her clit swelled from the hotness of
it.

“Look at me, Bethany.” She tilted her
head and looked into heavy-lidded, aroused eyes. “You love having me at your
mercy, don’t you? Love seeing me this undone?”

“Hmm.” Her hummed answer made him jerk
harder as her vibrating glands hit his sensitive head.

“God, you’re going to make me come!”

“Hmmm,” she tried again.

His thighs shook and his balls
contracted. The first gush of semen made her almost gag. She struggled to
swallow as much of his warm, salty taste as she could.

He drew back long enough to make her
gasp in air.

She grasped the root of his cock.
“More,” she demanded.

“Jesus! How fucking greedy are you?” He
slammed back in and stayed there, spurting harder into her mouth. His chest
heaved and his mouth was open as he gulped in air. Deep shudders shook him from
head to toe as he emptied himself into her mouth.

Bethany couldn’t get enough. Hollowing
her cheeks, she sucked every last drop until he pulled out of her mouth with a
pained grimace. But she noticed he was still full and semi-hard. Zach never
went completely soft. It was almost as if he was primed at all times to fulfill
her every need.

“Baby, I think you’ve sucked me dry.”
Tilting her chin, he took her mouth in a hot kiss before he lifted her up off
the floor. “I think it’s only fair I reciprocate.”

His tossed her onto his bed then
watched with hungry eyes as she wiggled on her back to the middle. “Take off
your bra. It’s so pretty, and I don’t want to ruin it.”

With shaky hands, she unclipped her bra
and threw it at him. He caught it with his teeth and pretended to maul it.
Laughing despite the desire snaking through her belly, she settled deeper into
the bed.

He flung the bra away and prowled onto
the bed. Nuzzling the crook of her neck, he inhaled deeply. “You smell so good.
And I bet you’re soaking wet, too. Did you get that way from sucking me off,
Peaches?”

“Yes,” she said breathily.

Grabbing a pillow, he placed it next to
her hip. “Turn over and lie on the pillow for me.” He waited until she
complied. “Now I want you to spread your legs. As wide as you can.”

Heart pumping loud enough to deafen
her, Bethany spread her legs. But he wasn’t satisfied.

“Come on, baby. You can do better than
that,” he encouraged.

She stretched wider, until her legs
were almost perpendicular to her body, and her sex was wide open to his
scorching gaze.

Bethany flushed with embarrassment and
acute anticipation. She was unbelievably wet from having him at her mercy, from
feeling his life force pump down her throat. She’d never felt more exposed.
Or more excited.

Zach made a sound of approval in his
throat and positioned himself between her legs. His hands slid over her ass and
slapped both globes. She gasped as the sting of pain mingled with her
excitement to make her even wetter. He slapped her again then groaned.

“So pink.
So
gorgeous.
So very wet for me. You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

She whimpered, the need to have his
mouth right there a cloying need consuming her from the inside.

“Zach, please!”

“Soon, baby. Right now I just want to
look at you.”

“Do it, please. God, please do it.” She
clawed her hair to one side and turned to watch him. The acute hunger on his
face almost stopped her breath. But she’d come to learn that he wouldn’t give
in to it until he was good and ready.

Frustrated, she started to turn. A
sharp slap on her ass had her holding still. “That’s not fair, Zach!”