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“It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make. I’m dying to touch you.”

The mattress shifted slightly as Zach pushed himself off her. She remembered how muscular he was from the day of the photo shoot when his luscious body had been spread out before her. She pictured the muscles in his arms and shoulders bunching from the movement. She couldn’t wait to run her hands along the taut planes of his body. To feel his hard, masculine form pressing down on her own. She wanted to grip his powerful biceps as he propped himself atop her while he pleasured her.

She heard his boots hit the floor with a clunk, first one then the other. His belt buckle made a soft jingling sound as he unfastened it. The metallic noise of his fly being lowered came next, followed by a swooshing sound which she could only assume was his pants sliding down his legs and pooling at his feet. Just when Corina thought she couldn’t take his absence any longer, the mattress shifted once again then his body pressed on top of hers.

Zach brought his mouth to hers and gently parted her lips with his soft tongue. He plunged his hands into her hair as his tongue plundered her mouth. Corina leaned into his kiss and wound his silky locks around her fingers. Her insides were hot and restless. Without the ability to see, she had to rely on sound, taste and touch. She loved the feel of his hot mouth and the caress of his hands, but she needed more of him.

Corina removed her hands from his hair and glided them frantically up and down his back. She rested one leg on his and moved her smooth calves along his. She loved the contrast and friction from the coarse hair on his legs. Soon that wasn’t enough contact for her, either. Corina pressed her back further into the mattress until her pelvis tilted up and met his hard form.

She ground herself against his hipbone. She needed release. She craved his touch. She yearned to feel him in her and to feel herself entwined with him as they moved as one. Corina knew how much Zach liked her to tell him what she wanted. She understood how much her words, as well as the action behind them, turned him on. She broke free of the sweet suction of his mouth.

“I want you. I need more of you, all of you,” Corina whispered as she sought out his rigid length and wrapped her hand around his erection. “I still want you in all the ways I told you before. I want you to explore me, touch me, fill me. Use your hands, your mouth and your cock.”

Zach trailed kisses down her neck, collarbone and chest. He stopped and planted several wet kisses on and around her breasts. He nibbled along the undersides of them, kissed the firm tops and sucked the beaded tips. After he treated both breasts to the sweet torture, he slid his mouth down her torso, swirled around her navel and nudged her thighs apart with his broad shoulders. The mattress shifted again as he settled himself between her legs.

He placed his hands beneath her ass and tilted her upward. Corina lifted her bottom and he wedged himself between her legs. He parted her sex with his fingertips, then Corina felt the first flick of his tongue on her wet and throbbing clit. Her body bucked involuntarily at the sensation. A moan purred from deep within her throat.

Zach continued to lick and stroke her with his powerful tongue. Just as she reached the edge of her limits and felt as though she would come, Zach alternated his technique and sucked on the hard bud of flesh. The pressure on her clit caused a new wave of sensations to ripple through her core. He switched his method once again and thrust two fingers into her, stroking her insides. The rhythm of his strokes matched the tempo of his swirling tongue and Corina began to pant and buck into an orgasm.

When he released his hold on her sex, Corina fell limply on the mattress. She lay still trying to gather her wits, which wasn’t easy considering she was still blindfolded and Zach was planting soft kisses on her lower abdomen and pubic area.

“I can’t take it any longer,” Zach said as he edged up her body. “I want to look into your beautiful eyes when I thrust myself inside you.”

Corina was surprised to feel him remove the blindfold in one swift movement. Even though the room was dimly lit, she opened her eyes and had to blink rapidly to allow her pupils to adjust. She sought out Zach and their gazes held, neither of them moving or saying a word for several moments. She knew she wanted so much more from him. Even though her desire had temporarily been slaked, she needed to return the favor. She couldn’t wait to touch and taste Zach. She longed to the feel of the velvety skin of his erection on her lips. She wanted his stiff cock pumping inside her, filling her, stretching her body.

“I’m so glad you did that. Now you have to let me look at you, to kiss and suck and caress your body the way you did mine,” she said without breaking eye contact.

She saw the way his ebony irises seemed to flicker with desire. She used his reaction as an opportunity to take the lead. Corina placed her hands on his chest and rolled him onto his back. She toured his muscular torso. His flesh rippled and bulged in all the right places. With her gaze, she appreciated his defined pecs, sculpted biceps and rock-hard abs. Corina moved her attention lower to his pelvis. His erection was full and proud. The tip stretched up and rested in the hollow of his navel.

She gripped the length in her hands and lowered her mouth to the head. Her stare never left Zach’s. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the wide crest. She gently moved her tongue over the smooth head and watched Zach’s reaction. He released a curse through clenched teeth. Seeing the pleasure on his face and knowing she’d put it there caused Corina’s desire to bubble within her once again.

She opened wider and took more of his rigid length. She worked her tongue and jaw to accommodate him further into her mouth. Zach dug his hands into her hair and held her head in place. She loved the possessive hold he had on her hair and she intended to show him how much that one move had turned her on. She put her hand at the base and brought the head of his cock to the back of her throat. Corina inhaled deeply and enjoyed his masculine, slightly musky scent.

The smell of him combined with the silky weight of his cock in her mouth released something primal within her. The lips of her sex were swollen and hot. Her clit throbbed in arousal. She pulled her mouth in an increased rhythm. She squeezed her legs together out of desperate need and when she spread them apart again, her wetness dribbled onto her inner thigh.

“Corina,” Zach said around a moan. “Stop, love. I want to be inside you.” He gently pulled his cock away from her eager mouth.

She looked up at him, momentarily surprised.

Zach gained control once again and rolled Corina onto her back. Once he was on top of her, he gathered both her wrists in one hand and held them above her head. With one quick movement he thrust himself deep inside her.

“Ah, God. You feel so damn good,” Zach said and moved inside her.

Corina let out a short gasp when his hard cock filled her. His impressive erection stretched her insides and she clenched around him like a fist. Zach lowered his mouth and sucked and kissed her breasts. She tilted her pelvis toward his and folded her legs around his back. Even though she didn’t think there was a way for Zach to be any deeper, she pushed him in even further by squeezing her legs around his body.

Zach had her pinned to the bed with his powerful body and both her hands bound inside one of his. With anyone else, Corina would have felt smothered, but with Zach it felt amazing to be that possessed by a lover. She liked giving over to him. She liked letting him have control. She could be free to lie back and enjoy, which was something she’d never felt safe enough to do with anyone else. She shut her mind off and focused on the gorgeous man on top of her.

Remembering how the blindfold had heightened her other senses, she closed her eyes and let the sensations take over. He pumped into her wet pussy. Her cleft squeezed around the width of his rigid erection as he slid in and out of her. The crown of his cock stroked her innermost sensitive spot while the ridge of his pelvic bone rocked against her clit. His grip on her wrists tightened and he buried his head in the hollow of her collarbone. Corina felt Zach’s body begin to tense. She knew that he was about to come and that knowledge turned her on even more. She let out a moan as her body shuddered around a long climax.

Chapter Five

Corina was putting the finishing touches on the
b
é
arnaise
sauce when the doorbell rang. She glanced at the clock on the stove. Zach was right on time. She called out for him to come inside and opened the oven door to put the steaks under the broiler.

“Hi. Oh, I see you plan on getting me tipsy this evening?” Corina eyed the bottle of red wine in his hand.

“Maybe I brought it in hopes that I could get tipsy and maybe you’d even take advantage of my inebriated state.” He set the bottle on the countertop and leaned down to give her a hello kiss. “It smells mouth-watering in here.”

“Thanks. I’m making filets with
b
é
arnaise
sauce, baked potatoes and steamed spinach.” She bent over and peeked through the glass window in the oven. The cuts of beef had already begun sizzling to perfection.

“Meat and potatoes. You really know a way to a man’s heart.” He swatted her on the ass.

“You know you better stop that now or we’ll never get through dinner. Would you mind opening that?” Corina asked, pointing at the bottle of cabernet.

She pulled her wine opener from a drawer, biting her lip and watching the muscles in Zach’s forearm bunch as he removed the cork from the bottle. She shook her head to clear the sensual thoughts from her mind. It wouldn’t do to burn the steaks—even though she’d gotten them on sale, they’d still been a bit pricey. She reached into the oven, quickly flipped them then returned the pieces of red meat under the scorching heat to finish cooking.

Zach poured the wine into goblets while Corina grabbed the plates, silverware and napkins from their various locations in her kitchen. She quickly set the table and took a couple of sips of her wine before getting the steaks from the oven and making their plates.

“Mmm. I could really get used to meals like this.” Zach took a generous bite of the tender beef.

“Well, I could get used to cooking you meals like this.” Corina quickly took a swallow of wine, even though she knew consumption of the burgundy liquid was partially responsible for her bold words.

Cooking had always been something she’d enjoyed and she could definitely see herself spoiling Zach with rich meals and decadent desserts in the future. She was embarrassed that she had said as much to Zach, but he didn’t seem bothered by her admission. They wrapped up dinner and cleaned up the minimal mess in the kitchen before heading to Corina’s living room. It was a downright cold spring evening and when he spied her fireplace and stack of logs, he offered to build a fire to keep them warm.

“I’m impressed with your skill. You must’ve been a Boy Scout,” Corina said after Zach quickly started a blaze.

He stoked the burning logs with a cast-iron poker and added one smaller piece of wood for good measure. Soon the fire was roaring and spread warmth, along with an appealing orange glow, around the interior of her living room. Corina inhaled the slightly charred scent of the burning wood and took a seat on her couch with her legs tucked beneath her.

“We have a front row seat to the blaze.” Zach draped his arm around her shoulders.

“I only hope tomorrow’s a bit warmer. I don’t want it to wreak havoc on our plans.” Corina shivered just thinking about their date at the botanical gardens the next day. The outdoor attraction was a wonderful place to visit, but only when the finicky St. Louis weather cooperated.

As if somehow sensing the warmth from the fire, Priscilla wobbled into the living room from her pet bed located near the laundry room. She hoisted her girth onto the slightly raised platform and lounged on the bricked hearth.

“That’s her favorite spot when it’s cold out. I think she’s reached doggie nirvana.” Corina chuckled when her dog let out a sigh of pure contentment.

She was tempted to release the same sort of pleasurable sound. As she watched the orange and blue flames lick at the edge of the fireplace, Corina let herself get lost in a happy daydream. She could see her and Zach making evenings like this a habit. It certainly felt easy. Natural, even. It seemed like he belonged here, next to her on the couch, his fingers absently stroking her shoulder. Could this be what she had to look forward to? Her making dinner for the two of them, then they’d spend the remainder of their evenings talking, sipping wine indoors when it was cold, on her patio or in the sunroom when it was warm. They’d spend their Saturday mornings at the farmer’s markets and Sundays would be for brunch with friends.

It sounded like pure heaven. And it was what she wanted more than anything. Her only hope was that it was what Zach wanted too.

* * * *

“This is one of my favorite places in all of St. Louis.” Corina and Zach strolled hand-in-hand around the well-tended English woodland garden.

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply of the rich, floral scent surrounding her. The immaculate grounds and stunning flora and fauna were just two of the reasons why Corina loved the Missouri Botanical Garden.

As the two walked out from under the canopy of trees and onto a concrete path that led to a large dome structure, a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. The massive greenhouse, with its exotic species of plants and humid, rainforest-like climate, offered a romantic atmosphere. Zach stopped walking and looked at Corina.

“Do you want to go in?” he asked and pointed his head in the direction of the window-covered dome.

“Yes, let’s.”

Almost immediately upon entering, Corina could feel her naturally curly hair start to frizz in response to the intense humidity inside the greenhouse. They walked the interior for a while then settled at one of the waterfalls, which had large rocks perfect for seating nestled behind it. The rushing sound of liquid as it cascaded behind their heads was just the right amount of white noise to drown out the rest of the people milling about inside the dome.