PassionsPoison (30 page)

Chris wrinkled his brow. “So you’re saying if I lived in
Concord, you might have dated me?”

She snuggled against Zach, finding his solid warmth behind
her reassuring. “There’s no maybe about it. I would have definitely dated you.”

He stood a little straighter. It seemed as if he wanted to
smile. “I could move?”

She shook her head. “I think it’s a little late. I’m very
taken.”

“I can see that.” For the first time, Chris lifted his gaze
to meet Zach’s. Then he seemed to come to a decision. “Well, I guess your mom
can call Mathew or Tony. I doubt at this time of night Andy would be fit to
drive. Sorry for the intrusion.”

Bea tried to follow Chris’ train of thought, but the man
headed toward them as they stood in front of her doorway.

He offered his hand to Zach. “Take good care of her.”

Zach shook. “I plan to.”

Chris waited a second, staring hard at Zach. Then he brushed
past them, closing the door behind him.

For some reason she wanted to laugh. She turned in Zach’s
arms to find him grinning from ear to ear. He gazed into her eyes. “You were
brilliant! How did you know all this was about him competing against me and not
about you?”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I didn’t at first.
But when you mentioned the stalking, all the pieces fell into place. Do you
think he’ll leave me alone now?”

He pulled her tight against him and growled. “He better.”

She wiggled her body, her instincts singing with the triumph
of having won the better man. “If he doesn’t, we can always threaten to go to
his chief. I don’t think using the patrol car to spy on a woman falls under
‘other duties as assigned’.”

Zach grasped her ass with both his hands and ground his cock
against her mons. “Frankly, I don’t give a damn what his duties are. All I know
is I have a hot, naked woman in black high-heeled boots in my arms and she
needs to be satisfied.”

Bea opened her mouth to Zach’s kiss.

He groaned as his tongue thrust to explore hers.

She broke away, pulling out of his arms. “And I know how I
want to be satisfied.” She turned her back on him and sauntered into the
bedroom.

Resisting the urge to see if he followed, she untied the
robe. She stopped by the bed and pulled the belt from the loops before turning
around to face him.

He was right in front of her. His gaze roved over her
cleavage and down to the bare juncture of her thighs. She used her finger under
his chin to lift his face and held the belt aloft. “Fair’s fair.”

Zach’s look of surprise mixed with uncertainty gave Bea a
sudden rush of victory. She had him right where she wanted him and she laughed
at his hesitancy. “Are you nervous?”

His confidence returned with his grin. “Why? Should I be?”

She shook her head even as she wrapped the belt around both
his wrists. “No.”

“Bea?”

His breathing increased and her body’s excitement rose to
meet his. She finished the knot and slyly gazed at him. “Yes?”

He grabbed hold of the edge of her robe and pulled her
closer. He bent his head and nuzzled her ear. “Leave your boots on.”

Tingles of excitement rode her skin from neck to thigh as
her pussy contracted. She stepped back. “Come on. I want you on your back.”

His shit-eating grin faltered and his Adam’s apple moved
downward, but he still managed to control his voice. “Whatever you say,
beautiful. My body is here for your pleasure.”

Her heart slowed and her body cooled at the reminder of the
men she had used to survive. Though they hadn’t been permanently incapacitated,
they’d probably been terribly ill.

Zach crowded her and raised his tied hands to stroke her
cheek. “What is it?”

She attempted a smile. “Nothing. Just old thoughts.
Hopefully, ones I need not concern myself with anymore.”

Zach lowered his lips to within an inch of hers. “Never
again.”

As his mouth claimed hers, anticipation returned. His hands
found her right breast and tweaked the nipple. A sharp need pulsed into her
pussy, making her moist. Using her desire to fuel her control, she pulled away,
but her body wasn’t happy with her decision.

Zach held out his hands. “Are you sure you don’t want to be
the one tied?”

Power surged through her at his ploy. “I’m sure. I want you
my way.”

He shrugged good-naturedly. “It doesn’t hurt to try.”

She tugged him to the bed. “Lie down on your back, please.”

Zach stretched out on the bed and obligingly lifted his arms
above his head. Quickly, she tied the belt to the headboard, but not fast
enough to avoid him licking her rib. Her body responded to his touch by sending
a rush of heat to gather at the juncture of her thighs.

She stepped back and gazed at him. She could never tire of
viewing his rippled stomach and granite-hard chest, but his massive thighs and
the tall cock twitching between them beckoned her.

He spread his legs. “Want a closer look?”

What a tease. Two could play that game. She shrugged, but
didn’t answer him. Instead she removed the robe from her shoulders and let it
slide to the floor.

Zach’s entire body tensed. His cock pushed up into the air,
calling her.

She placed one black leather-clad foot on the bed and leaned
in. She gazed at the cock that would bring her pleasure, but she didn’t touch.
Instead, she stroked her own thigh with one hand while stroking his thigh with
the other, not caressing the places they both craved her to touch.

“Beautiful, if you keep that up, I’m going to come right
now.”

She shook her head. “No, you won’t because I haven’t told
you to yet.”

He raised a brow at her, but she ignored him and took her
hands away.

The fact was, she would come soon too and she didn’t plan to
be standing next to the bed at the time. She crawled onto the firm mattress and
knelt between his legs, spreading her own, her thigh-high boots resting against
his knees. She used one finger to stroke along her swollen folds, spreading her
own moisture over herself before she touched his tip and slowly coated his cock
head. She repeated the action again though her heart’s rhythm increased,
causing her breaths to shorten.

Zach’s body looked harder than the granite ledges of Mount
Washington. His neck muscles strained as he lifted his head to watch her.

She stopped. “Here, let me move the other pillow for you.”

She leaned over him and maneuvered the second pillow beneath
his head, but as she adjusted it, his mouth latched on to her breast.

She couldn’t move, the excitement racing from breast to
pussy bringing her to the edge of an orgasm. Somewhere deep down, she found the
strength to pull away.

Zach groaned as her nipple tugged out of his mouth.

She couldn’t waste any more time. She needed this man like
she needed life. Readjusting herself, she straddled Zach’s hips and let her wet
nether lips glide along the length of his hard cock, every inch teasing her.
She couldn’t resist. Pulling up, she placed his cock at her entrance and slid
down, impaling herself fully. Her sigh of completeness filled the air.

Zach lay still, his body as hard as the wood he carved, his
eyes closed.

She didn’t move, just gazed at him and waited for him to
look at her. When he did, the passion she read in his eyes almost toppled her.
With deliberate movement, she took both his nipples between her fingers and
rolled them.

Zach’s hips lifted from the bed, pressing his cock deeper
into her.

The feeling of fullness within her pussy had her pushing
back, grinding forward and back against his hardened cock. She rested her hands
on his chest, even as her hips continued to move. The building tightness where
their two bodies connected fed on the friction as her clit rubbed along the
skin of his cock. Without thought, she increased their rhythm, caught in the
swirling pleasure of their mating.

Zach’s body strained against hers, pushing upward as if
trying to bury himself inside her. The pressure built. He pulled in and out and
she rode him back and forth like a bucking bronco. Her folds spread apart as he
stabbed inside. Her clit ached with sensitivity as the rubbing stroked against
it.

She gasped for air, unable to stop herself from the sheer
pleasure building inside that forced her hips to move, pounding against him
until he groaned her name. The spurt of warmth inside her pussy sent her into
climax, her body shaking with ecstasy. She couldn’t catch a breath and didn’t
want to as wave after wave of satisfying heat flowed from her inner core to her
fingertips.

As Zach slowed, she brought more air into her lungs. She
tried to calm her body and finally crumpled on top of him.

He turned his head and kissed her ear before putting his
arms around her.

Huh? She lifted her head. The piece of wood latticework she
had tied Zach to was gone.

They’d broken her headboard.

She rested her head back on his shoulder and giggled.

He wrestled his hands from the belt and stroked her hair.
“What’s so funny?”

She lifted her head. “I was trying to decide which father I
should ask to help me fix my bed and what the reaction might be if I told him
how it broke.”

Zach raised his arms behind his head. “And why can’t I fix
your headboard? I’m the one who broke it, though it was your fault. But more
importantly, I’m pretty good with wood.”

Bea smirked at her foolishness. “Oh yeah, I forgot.”

He lifted a brow. “Are you going to want to bring this bed
to Tamwick after we get married?”

Bea tensed, but relaxed again as her mind spun at all it
would mean for them to be married. Not that she’d said “yes”. Suddenly, it hit
her. Of course he’d think about such details. He’d been at this point in his
life twice before. “Zach, what happened with Lisa?”

His face fell and he brought his arms down, but he laid one
across her back. “Didn’t my mother tell you?”

Bea lowered her head and kissed his chest. She could tell he
didn’t want to talk about it, but she needed to know. She glanced at him again.
“All she would say is you were brokenhearted and that it was the second time
she’d seen you like that. Actually, she warned me if I broke your heart she’d
make me wish I were dead.”

Zach grunted. “My mom is still trying to protect me.”

She couldn’t help fiddling with his chest hair, but kept her
eyes focused on him. “She said that’s when you bought the property in Tamwick.”

He sighed and looked beyond her, as if recalling it all over
again. “Yeah. I had to leave.”

Bea waited.

Finally, his gaze returned to hers. “You really want to
know?”

She nodded. “Please.”

He moved his hips and she caught the hint. Sliding to his
side, she snuggled in and rested her head on his shoulder.

He settled his hand on her waist. “I thought Lisa was the
one. She was smart, pretty and very outgoing. We were in love.”

He paused and Bea stroked his chest, but he caught her hand
in his. “It was my birthday. She said she had a surprise for me, but I was
behind on a contract so instead of taking the day off as we had planned, I went
to a site. At the end of the day I was driving down the logging road with my
men and came upon Lisa’s car. The guys wouldn’t let me near it, but I could
see. She’d hit a moose. The animal’s body was still lodged through the front
windshield of her Ford Taurus. She was dead.”

Bea squeezed his hand. “Oh, Zach, I’m so sorry.”

He stroked her palm. “She’d been coming up to surprise me.
They found the doctor paperwork in her purse. She was pregnant.”

Bea’s heart pounded and a tear seeped from her eye onto his
chest. There was nothing she could say to that.

He took a deep breath. “We were living together by then, the
wedding plans started. She knew I would be thrilled.”

Bea wanted to take his pain away. She kissed his shoulder
and let go of his hand so she could hold him. “I’m so sorry.”

He shrugged. “It wasn’t the first time I lost the woman I
was going to marry. After high school, Danielle and I had planned to marry.
That was the first time I changed plans to be with the woman I loved so I could
work on a site. You’d think I would have learned from that. She went to the
lake without me and drowned. If I had kept my commitments to them— After that I
vowed to never spend more than three nights with any woman to avoid any strong
feelings. I was bad luck and it was the only way I felt sure I could keep the
women in my life alive. But then I met you and three nights wasn’t enough. I
don’t think three million nights would be enough.”

Bea wrapped her arm around him and squeezed. What he must
have thought when she’d gone into a coma. She shivered.

He patted her ass. “Hey, beautiful. What do you say we take a
hot shower? I need to celebrate my ability to keep you.”

Bea sat up and smiled seductively. “Only if you promise to
wash me.”

He pretended to think about it. “I guess I can do that.
You’ll have to show me how, though. I’ve never washed a sexy woman before.”

Bea scrambled from the bed. “Really?”

He strutted toward the bathroom. “Yup. Always liked keeping
my showers to myself, but in your case I’ll make an exception.”

Bea glowed. She’d be his first shower mate. She couldn’t say
the same, but that didn’t matter anymore. Ruthlessly, she pushed her past aside
and followed Zach. “Do you think you could help me with these boots?”

He turned to face her. “It would be my pleasure.”

She sat on the toilet seat cover and lifted her leg.

Zach placed her foot on his thigh, not far from his
hardening cock. “You know what I imagined the first time I took your boots
off?”

She shook her head, anxious to hear.

He removed the first boot and patted his thigh for her to
lift the other one. “I imagined doing this.” Zach held on to her ankle while he
used his other hand to slide two fingers into her pussy.

Bea gasped as white-hot desire shot through her and she
tightened around his fingers. Her natural response was to pull her leather-clad
leg back, but Zach held on.

His other hand, however, did not remain still. He turned his
fingers inside her and curled them toward him. Bea’s heart raced as she leaned
back against the tank, unable to breathe steadily. Then he did it. His fingers
hit a magic spot inside her and cries of pleasure tore from her throat as she
grabbed his arm. Her body shook with the unexpected explosive orgasm that
rippled through her.

Zach removed his fingers and dropped to his knees before
her. He thrust his tongue into her drenched pussy and licked. She continued to
shake as she convulsed against his tongue and reached down to bury her hands in
his hair.

As her breathing returned to normal, he finished licking her
clean and knelt back. “What do you say to that shower?”

Dazed, she was thankful he didn’t wait for an answer. He
bent over and turned on the water, giving her an enticing view of his ass with
his balls hanging between his legs. She couldn’t resist. She cupped his sac,
stroking it with her thumb.

He froze. His thigh muscles tensed.

She found the strength to lean forward and kiss his tight
butt.

His head dropped as he stood at the side of the shower,
water pouring into the tub.

Caressing his balls, she stood and curled over him. “I can’t
get enough of you, Zach.”

He reached between his legs and separated her hand from his
sac before he stood and took her into his arms, pressing pre-cum into her
abdomen. “The feeling is mutual. I can’t wait to get you into my shower.
There’s a lot of room in there and two showerheads.”

She pressed into him. “I like the sound of that. Mine is
kind of old-fashioned, but it has a tub, which I like.”

He ran his hand under the flowing water. “I suggest we
inspect your shower more thoroughly.” He scooped her into his arms and stepped
in.

Bea squealed as the warm water hit her face before he let
her legs drop. She sputtered. “Hey, your turn.” She angled the showerhead at
him.

He laughed. “Hey, I’m new at this, remember?”

She smiled and moved the head back. “Okay. I’ll forgive
you.”

He grasped her to him and maneuvered their bodies into the
spray together.

The warm water flowed over her skin and made Zach’s chest
hair flatten on his thickly defined chest. God, he was gorgeous. She picked up
the soap and lathered his pectorals, encircling his nipples and moving farther
down his body. As she arrived at his pubic area, she played with the dark hair,
making the soap lather.