a seat belt in sight for him as she drove at a snail’s pace to Fortune’s Landing. It was hard to concentrate when the boy-turned-man with whom she’d fumbled through discovering the glories of sex and love had his talented mouth on her neck and magical hands between her legs.
By the time they reached Fortune’s Landing, she could barely see straight. The second she cut the engine, Zev pulled her off the seat and into his arms. His mouth was hot and demanding as they fumbled and crawled onto the bed in the back of the van. She pushed at his shirt and tore open his jeans. His hands were everywhere at once, trying to get her dress off, quickly growing frustrated with the strings in the back.
“I’m going to shred the fucking thing,” he growled.
“There’s one bow!” She sat up, breathless and needy. As she reached behind her back, she said, “You do you. I’ll do me. Hurry.”
“Fuck that. I’m doing you.”
She giggled. “I meant getting naked.”
As he made quick work of stripping off his clothes, she shifted off the bed, bending over a little so she didn’t bump her head, and the flimsy dress sailed down her body and puddled at her feet.
Zev’s eyes turned volcanic. His hands circled her waist, and he tossed her on the bed, burying himself to the root in one hard thrust. Their mouths crashed together. There was no finesse, no holding back. Every piston of his hips caused an explosion of sparks along her heated flesh. She clawed at his back, trying to meet his pace, but she had no control as their bodies took over, and too many divine sensations engulfed her. Her head fell back, and she cried out his name, but he tugged her mouth back to his, loving her through her climax. Her inner muscles had never pulsed so tight. His cock had never filled her so perfectly. He pushed his hands beneath her, curling his fingers around her shoulders and locking on like a vise, driving deeper into her with every feverish thrust. The world spun away again, and he was right there with her, tearing his mouth away to grunt out her name as ecstasy consumed them.
When he collapsed against her, their hearts thundering to the same frantic beat, her muscles were too weak to move. They murmured their love between kisses, and Zev shifted beside her, gathering her in his arms. She snuggled into him and closed her eyes, his sweet whispers carrying her off to sleep.
Chapter Twenty-One
SATURDAY MORNING CARLY and Zev lay with their bodies intertwined beneath a thick blanket, the cool ocean air drifting over the cliffs and into the open doors in the back of the van. They didn’t have long before their flight, but neither was in a hurry to move. Carly nuzzled closer, and he kissed her softly. He wanted to keep her there forever, so they could love each other and dive for treasures together, and at the same time, he wanted to share her life in Colorado, hang with her friends, and help her business thrive.
He knew she worried about how they’d make a long-distance relationship work, and having her all to himself made his mind skip ahead, too—to visions of a future he wanted, and needed, to figure out. A future with the only woman he’d ever loved. The person with whom he’d grown from a silly boy to a possessive, horny teenager, eventually giving Carly her very first orgasm when he’d made it his mission to find the elusive G-spot they’d heard about.
Carly moved her hand over his chest and said, “What’s that smile for?”
“You don’t want to know,” he said, kissing her forehead.
She leaned up on one elbow, her beautiful eyes imploring him. “Now I really want to know.”
“I was thinking about when we first tried to find your G-spot.”
“Oh my God!” She buried her face in his chest, laughing.
He threaded his fingers through her hair and said, “We had so much fun.”
She lifted smiling eyes and said, “Remember when you helped me learn how not to gag when I was…?”
“Heck yeah. I remember letting you get the hang of it and then thrusting hard to make you gag, just so you’d want to keep practicing.”
“You ass.” She smacked his stomach.
“I think it was a brilliant plan.” He hugged her and said, “I’ll never forget when you told me my come tasted gross.”
She flopped onto her back, cracking up. “You were so offended!”