Zenith in Love (Zenith Series #5) - Leanne Davis Page 0,21

didn’t stop him. She couldn’t even think at the moment. It was happening too fast. Too intense. Too unbelievable. And yes, too shocking.

He softened his entire touch when she whimpered. Did he think he hurt her? No. It was her expressing her own need and want for him.

His arms surrounded her and he lifted his mouth from hers before licking her lips and the corner of her mouth and sliding down her neck. He kissed, touched and licked her until she was pliable as putty in his astonishingly knowledgeable, commanding, strong arms and care.

Tugging her shirt and bra down, he let her naked boob pop free. He flattened his tongue and lapped it up. Using his tongue along with his teeth, he nibbled her nipple just enough to make her cry out in desire. Oh, how she wanted him now. Her body wept in response. She was all hot and fiery inside now. Swirling and fast.

He released the other breast and bathed her nipple with his tongue the same way as she shamelessly grabbed handfuls of his straight, dirty-blond hair. She twirled and tugged on it as she reveled and moaned in response to his ministrations. He pushed her back with his hands and his mouth didn’t leave her breasts. He kept surrounding the sensitive, flaming, aching nipples with his lips, vacillating from the warm bath of his tongue to the sharp tug of his teeth. Oh, he was so good at this. Too good. She cried out when his hand suddenly disappeared into her jeans. He didn’t even undo them. The space was so tight and wet and hot. That fast, Jim’s long, sensuous fingers found the gusset of her panties. He probed the wet folds and she pushed her breast harder into his face in response. He knew exactly what to do. He wasn’t a novice at this. That thought surprised her as it drifted through her mind.

Easily burying his fingers inside her, he kept sliding and pushing them into the wanting, weeping folds. His thumb strummed her clit when he pushed several fingers inside her. It was all so tight and strong and fast. So fast. She whimpered and flung her head back before shaking it against the couch cushion. Her moans accompanied the parting of her knees and his mouth tortured her as his fingers filled her completely. Screaming, she was nearly falling apart in a sharp, fast, almost numbing orgasm, it got so intense. A white-hot nuclear implosion burst inside her.

It started at the ends of his fingers and seemed to flow through all the nerves of her body.

He moved his mouth up to kiss hers again, jamming his tongue into her. As his hands slid down and found the snap of her jeans, he fumbled for the first time. His hands were shaking but he finally undid them. He swiftly discarded her jeans and panties.

“Do you have a condom?” His words were so unexpected that she barely registered them. She nodded vigorously, enjoying the afterglow of her superb orgasm.

“Purse.”

He got up and she slowly registered him fumbling through her purse. He simply dumped it all out on the ground until he found one and returned to her. He tossed his glasses on the table and stood over her. He was still dressed and glaring and unreachable. An almost angry mask covered his face. He wasn’t gentle or caring toward her.

Startled at being so openly exposed, she tried to wedge her elbows behind her for some leverage to get up. Her breasts were free with her bra and shirt hanging awkwardly below them. But her lower end was fully exposed. And very wet. And humming like a vibrator.

He didn’t speak but leaned over and pulled her up. Startled, she relaxed in his arms as he started kissing her again. Her heavy eyelids slid shut at the sensuous feel of him. Oh! It was so wonderful the way his mouth and tongue lapped at her. He bent over her and his hands slid to his sweats, which he pushed off, shucking them free. At the same moment he released her mouth, he turned her, wrapping his arms around her, and pressing her back into his naked, engorged front. His penis felt like a hot, hard rod against her back. His hands slid up and tugged on her breasts. He cupped them, and pushed her harder against him, groaning at all the delicious sensations. She echoed him. His hand dropped down to her clipped pubic hairs. He