Anything but Ordinary. Madelynne Ellis
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her cheeks, and he’d left an inferno raging between her thighs.
‘For what?’
‘I think you know.’
‘It better not involve a wait.’
‘You don’t think a delay or two makes things sweeter?’
‘Chocolate sauce makes things sweeter.’
‘Sadly, I don’t have any of that on hand.’
She’d painted him with it, the second time they’d met, and then licked it from his cock until he’d been rabid with need.
Kara’s climax hadn’t lessened her desire for him. If anything, the craving to have him thrust inside her had tripled that need.
‘No more tricks, Zach. Show a little mercy.’
‘Tricks?’ A grin stretched his lips wide, showing off his pearly whites. ‘Uh-uh. Now you’re mistaking me for Ric.’
That was true. Zach was honest to the core, straight-up and straightforward. There was no guile to him. What you got was what you saw. Ric was the one with the mad manipulation skills.
‘You know I’m all for calling a spade a spade.’
And a cock a cock.
‘So if I wanted you to do something unspeakably rude, then I’d only have to spit it out?’
‘Aye, though it’s not like you to spit.’
She spluttered out a laugh, then covered her mouth with her hand.
‘The general sentiment sounds good though.’
The two fingers he’d been using to tease her clit dipped down into her pussy. Kara’s muscles clenched tight, welcoming them, trying to draw them deeper. Hell, yes, that’s what she wanted: something to hold on to.
Zach kissed her brow, then stole a kiss right off her lips. ‘Name it, Kara. You know I’d give you the world if I could.’
‘I’m not really after that.’ Her desires weren’t nearly that lofty. All she wanted was to feel the staff currently bruising her thigh poking her somewhere wet and warm. ‘I thought maybe you could do something with this.’ She scratched a fingernail over the long obscene wedge.
Apparently that made it his turn to shiver.
‘Yeah? Then maybe you’d like to give me a little breathing room.’
‘Maybe I’d like to go a step further, and get on my knees and suck you.’
‘You don’t think that might prove too risqué an exhibition even for this place?’ They were poised across the road from one of the country’s most prestigious art galleries.
‘I thought they were all for modern art. You’ll have to make sure you come artily.’
‘How about I paint you a pearl necklace?’ he asked, quirking one thick brow.
She could picture that. Her on her knees, him with his back to the sea wall, facing the gallery entrance, his trousers coiled at his feet and all the buttons of his dress shirt undone save the top two so that the ridges of his torso were on display along with the diamond of hair on his chest and the line that led right to his assets. His tie would still be in place, though skewed to one side, his fingers clawing the stone to his rear, eyes closed but mouth open, framing a bone-deep sigh. Hell, there was a picture she’d hang on her wall. Where was Ric when you needed him to be about to take it?
Kara popped Zach’s button and drew down his fly. His shirt tails were tucked around him, like he’d walked straight out of the eighteenth century. He wore no underwear, a fact she damn well loved him for. Give her easy access over Calvin Kleins any day. And the less said about boxers the better.
Long and stiff, Zach’s erection filled her hand and then some. She didn’t exactly give him breathing room, but then she didn’t actually believe that was what he wanted. There was barely a hair’s breadth between their bodies as she sought his kiss again. The man had a mouth made for sin, and a body she intended to sin with.
‘Know what I’d really like to happen now?’
‘I’m sure I can’t imagine.’
‘Turn me round. Lean me over that wall. Shove up my skirt and fuck me.’
‘Right now? It’s gonna be really obvious what we’re doing if anyone walks past.’
‘Fucking is always obvious.’ Sex always looked like sex, no matter how you tried to dress it up. Hiding under the biggest beach towel on the planet wouldn’t disguise what they were doing if their bodies were moving. Not that she gave a damn if they were seen.
‘I don’t remember you being so squeamish about being seen the first time we met.’
‘I didn’t have a hotel with a hot tub waiting for me that night. And in any case, I didn’t imagine I’d ever see you again.’
Nor had she. He’d been an easy pickup, a soothing balm to rub onto an open wound. That night was supposed to have been her wedding night. The best thing she ever did was cancel that debacle and find herself a damn good lay instead. Gavin, the ex, had been terrible in bed and out of it.
Blissfully, wedding bells were now off the agenda for good. You weren’t allowed to marry two men. Apparently it was considered greedy or something.
‘Pull up my skirt and let me feel you,’ she insisted. Sometimes it took a little repetition to get her point across. Unless it was Ric she was talking to. He’d have been kneeing her legs apart before she’d even finished the request. The man had no shame, but neither did she, not when it came to the men she loved. Fuck waiting until they reached the hotel. Really, fuck even dragging him down the promenade steps and onto the sand where they could pretend they were invisible by lurking in the shadows.
‘Fuck me, Zach.’ She turned, wriggled her arse at him, then peeped back over her shoulder to gauge his reaction.
He stood gaping at her, fever in his eyes, erection pointing at her like a heat-seeking missile.
‘You’re so goddamned dictatorial.’
She pursed her lips. Maybe so, but she’d learned good things came to those who were honest about their wants.
Kara grasped both sides of her skirt and began to inch it upwards, stopping only when the hem sat just below C-level.
‘You’re gonna get us both busted for public indecency.’
‘So snuggle up close so there’s nothing to see.’
‘Like this?’ he asked. Not really closing the gap at all. Only his cock touched her. He drew the head of it along the crease between her cheeks before angling it down so it lay parallel to her slit. Somehow him being so near and yet so far, further fanned the flames that already had her scaling sheer rock faces in her mind. She wriggled some more, this time trying to tempt him into position, while thoroughly enjoying his determination not to gratify her too swiftly.
One of his large palms settled against her bare skin, stilling her jigging and forcing her to wait for it.
It wasn’t fair of him, not when she was already so wet. There was dew all over her lips and even the tops of her thighs were starting to feel a little damp.
‘God, you’re wet.’ His quick gasp buffeted the back of her neck as he leaned into her, just lodging the head of his cock where she so desperately needed to feel it. ‘I love it when you’re this desperate. You’re fucking insatiable, aren’t you, Kara?’
‘For you,’ she agreed.
‘For Ric too.’
‘I’m not going to deny it. You can’t either. You love him. It’s why you’re here. It’s why we’re both here. It wasn’t right, the three of us being apart.’
Zach’s