“Jesus, Zara.” His jaw clenched with tension. “This is too hot. I’m gonna come.”
I tripped up his chin. “You’re forbidden. Understand?”
Reaching down, I pressed a fingertip to my clit and luxuriated in my touch. “Oh, that’s good.” I moaned, rising and falling, setting a delicious pace.
His body felt rock hard beneath me and glimmered with perspiration and he smelled divine, the remnants of expensive body wash mixed with his natural scent that did crazy things to me. I nuzzled into the crook of his neck and kissed him, running my tongue along his hot flesh, sending sparks of arousal surging through my body.
Rising, I let out a long erotic groan as my head fell back and my damp locks cascaded behind me, tweaking my nipples to increase this desire and stealing a glance at Tobias, I felt the rush of victory at his arousal.
“I can never get over how beautiful you are,” he said.
My fingertip snapped to his lips. “Let’s pretend you’re not here.”
“Oh, it’s like that?”
My mouth lingered close to his. “It’s exactly like that.” I pulled back when he went to kiss me and it was challenging not to smile.
Reaching up to grab a fistful of his hair I used it for leverage to feverishly ride him, bouncing, as my fingers traced my clit, sending me tumbling over into a blinding orgasm. My hair whipped from side to side, breasts bobbing, as I became wild upon him, drawing out the remnants of my climax, my breaths drawn out.
His gloved hands moved to my waist and I nudged them back to the armrests.
“Oh, yes,” I moaned, languishing on him.
A trickle of perspiration ran down my spine.
His frown was etched in frustration, his green gaze ablaze and speckled with gold, eyes wide with passion, jaw tensing as he forced back his desire. “Zara, if you want me to admit I’m obsessed with you—”
“Hush now.” Reveling in our connection, I circled my hips wider to savor these lingering sensations.
His breathing was ragged, needful and all arrogance gone.
When I rose off him to let him slide out, my sex felt bereft with him no longer inside. I stepped back to admire the creature that had satisfied my darkest yearnings.
“Well done,” I said.
“Get back here.” He tugged his left glove.
Laughing, I scooped up the shirt and shorts and dressed in them on the way out. When I got to the door I turned and said, “Thank you, Mr. Wilder.”
Down the hallway, I threw a wave goodbye to the drone and continued through the house until I reached the front door. Outside on his front porch I paused for a second realizing I needed to call a cab.
Damn.
I had to go back in and I was also thirsty too. The view was vast and in the distance, dusky rolling hills reminded me we were in the middle of nowhere.
I sensed Tobias.
He stepped forward to stand by my side, those shorts back on and his boxing gloves off, his stare following the horizon as he said, “Someone didn’t think this through.”
“I’m not staying in the guesthouse.”
“Well, there is an alternative.” He gave a nod. “But if it’s my bed. It’s my rules.”
“What would those be?” Every part of me fought with this need to reach out and touch that ripped torso again.
He narrowed his stare on me. “I get to fuck you all night long. Hard.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “I’ll think about it.”
“Yeah, right.” He lifted me high in the air and flung me across his right shoulder so I was upside down and my hands rested on his muscular back.
He slapped my bum in triumph.
I shrieked at the shock and laughed at the joy of being in his arms again. My spontaneity was getting me close to breaking down Wilder’s wall.
Lying on Tobias’s bed I realized I’d been right about this being his room.
He’d carried me over his shoulder all the way in here and this was the side of him I adored, his playfulness took a little coaxing but was so worth it.
Tobias dragged me down the bed toward him. “These are mine.” He snapped the waistband of the shorts I’d borrowed and then eased them down my thighs. “I’m taking these back.”
“What am I going to wear?” I worked on unbuttoning my shirt.
“Not my problem.”
“I like it in here.” I glanced over to the wrapped frame I’d almost peeked at earlier. Tobias’s stare followed mine.
There was something about the way he looked at it, something in the way the twine had been carefully wrapped around it.
Getting his attention back on me before he saw that it had piqued my interest, I said, “Do you have a cowboy hat?” I cringed at how stupid that sounded.
“No.” He grinned. “Are you into that? Role play?”
I giggled with embarrassment and covered my eyes.
“Come here.” He grabbed my ankles and yanked me toward him.
“Should we wash off this chlorine?” I sniffed my arm but couldn’t smell it on me.
“It’s a freshwater spa.”
“Maybe we should shut the door so Jade doesn’t sneak in?”
“You have a lot of demands.” Tobias went over to the door and kicked it shut and continued to undress. “You could learn a lot from her.”
“Funny. Why didn’t you make Jade a he?”
“Easier to control.” He smirked at me. “Though when I developed her she had this annoying trait of interrupting me. So I tweaked her circuitry. Took her sassy-arse attitude down a notch.”
“Do you realize how cheeky you are?”
“No one’s mentioned it.”
“Yeah, right.”
Tobias leaned toward my sex. “Time to make it up to you.”
The jolt of pleasure from his tongue running along my clit made me arch my back. “Oh, yes.” I moaned.
He lavished affection with his mouth, sending shudders of electric pulses inside me. Writhing, thighs trembling, my fingers were nudged away from my breasts and he cupped his own hands there. He tweaked my nipples as he thrust his tongue inside me, his fingers lightly pinching with rhythmic tweaks sending me spiraling into oblivion.
He turned me over and raised my arse in the air and thrust into me. “You feel amazing, Zara.”
All I could focus on was the bliss he was sending into me as his balls struck my sex with each thrust.
He slowed and ran his hands down my spine. “Everything I do is to protect you. I need you to believe me.”
“Locking me outside?”
He pulled out and flipped me onto my back so he could see my face. I scootched closer to him to let him know I didn’t want to stop.
Tobias plunged back in and stilled as though making a powerful statement of ownership. “You broke into my home,” he said darkly.
My channel tightened around him.