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walk away.
As soon as he saw her safely home, he d take off. He needed to get some chores done.
Make real food. Go for a run. He was so wired now he wouldn t sleep.
Walking up the stairs to her front door, his steps slowed. No matter how slow he moved,
they got there too soon. She put her key in the lock and opened the door, turning toward him
with a smile.  Do you want to come in?
His intention to leave took a long hike off a short pier.
She had him at do you. He wasn t going to make the woman beg.
He scooped Ciara up. She felt good in his arms, too good. There was no problem
carrying her. The trouble would come when he had to let her go. The house was small. He got
lucky at the first door.
Sunlight seeped in around the edges of the mini-blinds, adding a sultry layer to the
room s privacy. The same soft fragrance he already associated with her lingered. The
furnishings surprised him. After their encounter at the club, he d expected leopard pillows and
satin sheets. Instead, the furniture matched his first impression of her, romantic and feminine. A
bamboo bed plump with pillows and a fluffy comforter coaxed.
Any horizontal surface would ve looked good.
Zach ran his hungry gaze over Ciara. She met him with a killer look, full of dark desire.
He set her on her feet, his hand lingering at her waist. She shed her raincoat, letting it puddle on
the floor. Removing the box of condoms from his jacket pocket, he set them on the bedside
table, watching her for a reaction. She stared at the box, then back to him, her eyes widening.
He shrugged off his jacket, folded it once, and then sat it on an ivory striped armchair.
Toeing off his boots and socks, he prayed she wouldn t balk.
She pulled her dress over her head, giving him a great view of a tiny peach lace bra and
panties. Right then, part of his heart warmed in her soft hands.
His t-shirt went the way of her dress. Then he reached for his belt.
 Let me.
Zach had no problem with that. He tried to look cool while she fumbled with his belt and
the fastening of his slacks, which had a hook on one side and button on the other. Right that
moment the pants seemed needlessly complicated.
He hated putting on previously worn underwear. Unfortunately, he hadn t brought a
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clean pair to the club. Hell, he probably didn t have any clean shorts. Laundry was one of those
things he should be taking care of, but it hadn t made it to the top of the priority list for a while.
Going commando didn t bother him, but right now, he wasn t sure it d been a good call. He
hoped like hell she didn t find it a turn-off.
Ciara unhooked, unbuttoned and unzipped him. He still hadn t figured out how to word a
suitable warning, when his cock leapt into her hand.
She gave him a warm, squeezing stroke, his favorite kind. A pleased groan escaped his
lips. Crouching down, she tugged his pants lower. He pulled her up before she started anything
that would push him over the edge, and then ditched the slacks, adding them to the pile of his
stuff in her chair.
Now that she d passed the point of no return, which she d crossed the second she
wrapped her hand around his cock, he dedicated himself to pleasure. Hers, and then his.
There was no obvious release mechanism to the peach bra. His fingers followed the lacy
edge to the garment s low point between the twin distractions. After bumping into the vertical
hook, he worked it out of the cloth slot, freeing her breasts.
For the first time, he got to look his fill. He took his time. Treating her like the gift she
was by unwrapping her slowly and appreciating each new revelation. His breath caught as he
stared at the perfection of her nude form. High and round, beautifully shaped with tender deep
pink nipples already scrunched into tight buds, her breasts made him reverent.
She gave a nervous laugh.  They re & .
 Shh, they re perfect.
That simple truth earned him a narrow-eyed look.
 I m a trained investigator sworn to find the truth.
Ignoring her skepticism, he cupped her breasts tenderly in his palms, keeping them
uncovered for his viewing pleasure. He leaned in and captured one tightly furled bud in a deep
sucking kiss. Then he blew on the sensitized peak. He soothed that aching tip with his thumb
while he treated the other breast with the same attention. She whimpered and pulled his head
closer. A good sign.
Her pleasure heightened his as he learned her using all of his senses. He touched her
gently, letting her responses dictate his moves. He lavished attention on her sensitive breasts
until she pulled his head back and kissed him. She spread her fingers wide on his chest and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]