Zach didn’t want just sex. He wanted her. His awe and appreciation was for her. This moment meant something to him. She meant something to him.
Maybe neither would be able to define what that something was, but Savannah knew that she couldn’t ignore it. It was too powerful, and it brought a mist to her eyes that she blinked back hard.
“What?” he asked softly. “Are you all right?”
Covering, she offered him a wobbly smile. “It’s been a while, like I said. I’m a bit rusty.”
As if mesmerized, Zach drew a path down, drawing a circle around her hardened nipple with a feather touch. “You’re perfect. I’ve imagined this.”
When he bent to taste her, Savannah gasped and her back arched in automatic response. “I’ve imagined it, too,” she choked out as she ran her hands across his shoulders, up into his thick hair.
Holding his head as he suckled her, she whimpered mindless pleas and tilted her hips instinctively toward the erection that pressed against her thigh. Heat quickly coiled through her, promoting her body to react.
Yet Zach took his time, savoring her skin and softness as if she were a fine wine. He murmured words of praise and enjoyment. For this one moment in time, Savannah Sophia Moore felt like the only woman in the world.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, raising his head to meet her gaze. Something raw burned in his blue eyes. He reached beneath her skirt … then suddenly he froze. Grimacing, he mouthed the word “Damn.”
Savannah went stiff. “What?”
“I hate to break the mood, but I didn’t plan for this. I’m not exactly, uh, prepared. We’ll have to go back up to the house.”
After a beat, she got his drift. Condoms. He’s talking about condoms. She shook her head. “It’s okay. Let’s stay out here. I … um … I’m prepared. They’re in my purse.”
He gaped at her, and Savannah felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. “Hey, I’m a responsible woman. I didn’t want you to see them. I mean, until there was an … um … need. I wasn’t sure myself that I … that we …”
“Savannah,” he said, admiration in his tone.
She shrugged and confessed, “I ordered them online. Hope they’re the right kind.”
“Peach, I don’t care if they’re bright pink with smiley faces.”
Her purse sat just beyond her reach. He left her long enough to retrieve it and hand it to her. She practically ripped the zipper opening it, then handed over the prize.
With a halfway smothered laugh, he asked, “You brought the whole box?”
She winced, and then started to laugh at his incredulous expression. With a helpless shrug, she told him, “I … well, yeah, I did.”
“There’s a throwdown for you.” He tumbled her back upon the quilt. Nuzzling her breast, he twirled his tongue around her nipple. “I hope I can live up to the challenge.”
“I’m not worried.”
He paused in the act of tugging down the zipper of her dress. “I’m glad, honey. You don’t need to be worried about anything.”
Again he said it like a promise, and to her surprise, Savannah believed him. She emptied her mind of everything beyond the moment as he practically ripped off her dress. His eyes immediately feasted on her pink thong panties.
“Those are amazing. Another online purchase?” He caressed the elastic, sliding a finger beneath and yanking them down without much ceremony.
“The gift shop at Angel’s Rest. Celeste says she gets lots of honeymooners as guests.”
“She’s a wise woman, our Celeste.” He tossed the panties over his shoulder, and then bent to kiss her neck, finding that one special spot that he loved to tease with his tongue. “Maybe I’ll go shopping at the gift shop. You need them for every day of the week. Different colors.”
“Why bother?” she gasped, and gripped his flexing shoulders. “You enjoyed them for a nanosecond before tearing them off.”
“Yeah, but that nanosecond was worth the wait.”
“Speaking of waiting …” She brazenly reached for the top button of his fly. The male moan of pleasure against her neck when her fingers touched him spurred her to work him free and caress him fully.
“Ah …” he said on a shudder, then pulled back just long enough to rid himself of the rest of his clothing. Returning to her side naked and fully aroused, he pressed her down onto the blanket. The weight of him felt warm and right as he kissed her mouth and then the base of her throat, working his way down to her breasts. Whispered words of encouragement fell