and mouth. He hadn’t bothered to button or zip his jeans when they’d gotten out of the truck.
“Should we wait for Bandit?” she panted out between kisses. She was desperate to get her mouth on Zev, tempted to get down on her knees right there in the foyer if he said they should wait. It was the best kind of torture watching him ride the bull, shirtless and sexy as sin and holding his own with her friends. Never in her life did she think that would be an aphrodisiac, but it was.
“Baby, you’re lucky I didn’t pull the truck over on the side of the road and take my fill. He can come when he’s ready—and so can we.” He lifted her into his arms, leaving the front door open as he carried her deeper into the inn and crushed his mouth to hers.
“What if a raccoon comes in?” she asked against his lips.
“That’s what Bandit is for.” He stepped over a canteen as they passed the stairs, heading for the kitchen, and said, “That and stealing my shit.”
“Where are you going?”
His lips curved up in a devilish grin and he said, “I believe we have a little treasure hunting to do.”
“In the kitche—” The chocolate! How could she have forgotten? Butterflies took flight in her belly.
The kitchen was dark, save for the moonlight spilling in through the windows and door. Zev set her on the edge of the large kitchen table. As he took the treasure chest out of the refrigerator and set it beside her, he said, “I’ve been thinking about doing this with you all evening.”
She licked her lips, and the muscles in his jaw twitched, turning her on even more.
He held her gaze as he took off her sandals and ran his hands down her calves pressing a kiss above one knee. Her body vibrated with anticipation as he peered intently into the treasure chest, picking up a chocolate beaded necklace. A wolfish grin spread across his face as he placed it next to her. He studied the contents of the chest, carefully selecting two gold bars, one jewel, and one gold-dusted truffle. Without a word, he returned the chest to the fridge and retrieved a plate, moving quickly as he put the bars on the plate and into the microwave for several seconds, softening them.
Holy hotness.
The thought of him planning this out, eagerly waiting to touch her, to take her, made her even more nervous. He set the plate beside her, and their gazes collided. He took off his boots and stripped off his clothes, his eyes drilling into her. She tried to keep her eyes trained on his, but desire sent them lower, to his formidable erection straining behind his black boxer briefs. She bit her lower lip, trying to silence the hungry sounds coming out of her mouth as he wedged his beautiful body between her legs. He threaded both hands into her hair, bringing her mouth to his, swallowing her needy sounds with a savagely intense kiss. He tasted of beer, seduction, and everything she’d been missing for so long. His tongue swept demandingly over hers, his whiskers scratching her cheeks. His aggression was enticing, the feel of him, addicting. She wrapped her legs around him, pouring everything she had into their connection. He sank deeper into the kiss. She wanted this moment to last forever, and at the same time she was eager to explore this uncharted territory with him.
His hot mouth worked its way down her neck, nipping and kissing. He lifted the hem of her shirt and said, “This pretty top needs to go.” He stripped it off and set it on a chair, his eyes brimming with desire, moving leisurely over her lace bra. “You know I love you in lace.” He traced the swell of her breasts with his fingers and said, “You’re so beautiful, Carly. I want to memorize every inch of you.”
The love in his voice, and his words, tunneled beneath her skin, taking root beside her heart.
He dragged one finger down the center of her chest and unhooked her bra. Dark, greedy eyes flicked up to hers as he slid it off her shoulders, like he needed to see the inferno he caused. She could barely breathe, slave to the desire pulsing through her. Her fingers curled around the edges of the table. He picked up a gold chocolate bar, bringing it to her mouth, and said, “Lick it, baby,” masterfully coaxing her