The Cowgirl's Chosen Love - Vivian Arend Page 0,80

where she was. She wanted to taste him, to continue to move around him as his cock jerked between her lips. Powerful? Undoubtedly. Happy? She swallowed then licked and smiled as he slapped his hands against the wall and fought to keep vertical.

“Holy fuck.” Zach said it on an exhale, reaching down to grab her arm and help her to her feet. Then he tugged her against him, blanketing his naked body with her clothed one. “Lean on me for a bit until my head stops spinning.”

Julia found herself grinning. “Okay.”

He snickered. “Cocky wench.”

“One of us has to be. I think you’ve been de-cockified for a little bit.”

Laughter bloomed, and he cradled her tighter against his body. “De-cockified? You’ve been hanging out around Lisa far too much.”

“Hey, don’t put down my sister’s amazing talent for wordifying.” She gasped as he swung her off her feet and carried her back toward their bedroom.

“You’ve still got enough energy to be sassy. I should do something about it.”

“You totally should,” she said encouragingly. Julia pointed at her duffel bag that sat on the nearest dresser. “Toys in the right pouch.”

He laid her on the bed and crawled over her, ignoring her directions. “Toys later. Me first.”

The statement would have set off warning buzzers in the past. Every guy she’d fooled around with seemed to think they had the magic touch.

But this was Zach, and as he stripped away her clothing, enough electric energy hung in the air she could’ve sworn there was already a vibrator strapped between her legs.

“Promise me you’ll only do what makes you happy,” Julia warned. “I want an orgasm, but I don’t want to—”

He whispered “shhhh” against her skin, soft and reassuring. “Trust me.”

She could do that this once, but the instant frustration began to slip in? She was totally nabbing her bag of tricks. “Okay, which this time means touch me.”

Zach was more than on board with that. He was also more than capable of setting her pulse pounding. Maybe it had something to do with that whole anticipation thing, but as he kissed and teased, her skin seemed to come alive.

He slid between her thighs, fingertips caressing from her ankles to her knees. His thumbs made small circles, moving ever closer to her core as he slowly pressed her knees into the air. Staring at her sex, hunger rising in his eyes. “Yes?”

The sooner the better.

Julia curled upright and caught him by the arms. “Touch me,” she insisted as she tugged him closer. “Everywhere.”

He willingly slid closer, fingers opening her, mouth covering her sex. His tongue teased, and his lips moved against her, a gentle touch but one she felt everywhere.

When his tongue hit her clit, her back involuntarily arched, pressing tighter to his mouth. Needing more. “I like that. You don’t need to be gentle,” she told him.

The words came out in a rush, because right now this felt good, and pressure was building, but there was no guarantee it would continue.

Zach was a quick learner. The gentle touch grew firmer. His tongue no longer teasing but flicking against her in a demanding rhythm that made her gasp. And when he closed his mouth and sucked, the hair on the back of her neck stood upright. “Oh. My. God.”

A soft chuckle sounded from between her legs, but he didn’t stop. Suddenly fingers ghosted the edge of her sex. Teasing, slipping in no farther than maybe his second knuckle.

When he continued to tease at that same depth, the tension that had shot in that he would break her concentration vanished and she focused down on all the good things happening.

His fingers rocked in and out of her even as he upped the pressure on her clit, sucking hard.

She came. Unexpected, hard and fast. Pleasure broke over her, and she drove her heels into the bed, hips grinding against his face.

Zach chuckled, but kept going, at least until she tangled her fingers in his hair and jerked hard enough to break the seal of his mouth.

“Slowly,” she gasped. “Slowly.”

He hummed, sliding back to kiss her folds delicately. Easing his tongue against her swollen flesh as endorphins continued to scream through her body.

When she’d stopped jerking with aftershocks, he crawled up on the mattress next to her, wiping his mouth before offering a huge grin. “That was fun. Round two in a few minutes?”

Dear God. “That just might kill me,” she warned him.

“We’ll go slow. But you brought all sorts of toys that we haven’t used yet. Plus, I