Chapter 18 #2
Heath grinned. “The kids were returned to their families this morning,” he said.
“Nisha sent us a message via Rambo. I’ll show it to you when we get inside.
” He pulled into the driveway of a dark brick house, probably built in the seventies.
The front lawn was mowed and had a couple of garden beds in it with native plants.
The garage door opened and the sides were lined with shelves with camping gear and power tools.
Zoe smiled. This is what she wanted. A glimpse into who Heath was when not on the job.
As Zoe got out of the car, the garage door descended, and Heath walked over to a door which led into the house, carrying a picnic basket.
She followed him down a short corridor to an open living area with a comfortable couch, photos of his team and two women that she assumed were his mother and sister, and a massive television. The kitchen bench had a couple of stools next to it, and Heath placed the hamper on the round table.
Zoe hesitated, a little uncertain now they were alone. All she wanted was to hug him, but it felt like such a long time since their conversation in the airport.
Heath turned to her and held his arms wide.
With a half sob, she threw herself into them and hugged him fiercely.
“You’re safe now, Zoe. No one’s going to hurt you here.”
She knew that, but her emotions were all over the place. As she drew comfort from his arms and his masculine scent, she glanced at him. “How are you? Any news on the witch?”
“He’s in gaol,” Heath said. “He’ll be facing the firing squad.”
Good. He’d no longer be able to hurt anyone. “Have you told your mother?”
“Yeah, I visited her this morning and called my sister before I picked you up. They’re both relieved.”
Zoe couldn’t imagine what it must be like for them. With a sigh, she stepped back and cupped his face. “I’m glad you were able to stop him.”
He smiled, pressing his cheek into her hand. “You stopped me from doing something rash at the airport. I’m not sure what I would have done if you hadn’t distracted me.”
Her gaze went to his lips. Their first kiss. His lips quirked upwards, and she looked him in the eyes. His expression was intense, and a spear of lust went through her.
There was no danger here.
Nothing they had to flee from. They had all the time in the world. She was no longer Heath’s mission. “Can I kiss—”
“Yes,” Heath cut her off. “Please.”
She grinned and didn’t know who moved first, but their lips met and finally she was kissing him the way she’d been wanting to.
His mouth plundered hers, and she moaned, pressing closer to him, feeling the heat radiating off his body.
Her fingers dug into his hair, and his groan of satisfaction sent more pulses of lust right to her core.
Everything about this man made her want him.
She broke the kiss and ran her hands down his chest, itching to get under his shirt. “Would it be too forward of me to ask where your bedroom is?”
The lust cleared from his gaze for a second as he asked, “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” This wasn’t a reaction to the circumstances they’d survived together. This was need for him; the incredible, sexy, kind man she wanted.
His expression turned slightly wicked and he lifted her as if she weighed nothing. “It’s this way.” She wrapped her legs around his waist and felt his desire as he carried her down the corridor to a bedroom that contained a very large bed.
He kissed her again and she clung to him until her need to touch grew too strong. She unlocked her legs and stood, her hands going straight to the bottom of his T-shirt and slipping under it.
His groan of appreciation lit up her insides as she ran her fingertips up over his hard muscles.
He shucked off the shirt and she gasped as she spotted the faint bruises on his torso.
“Doesn’t hurt,” he said as he dragged her closer again. Then his hands were sweeping up the bottom of her dress and cupping her butt, and her concern faded as her desire spiked again.
He pulled her against him and plundered her mouth, and Zoe became a boneless mess of need. She fumbled with the button on his shorts, and he slid the zip of her dress down, stepping back only long enough for it to fall to the floor, leaving her in her underwear.
His appreciative gaze scanned her body as she finally managed to undo his shorts and they joined her dress on the floor.
And oh my, he was definitely as turned on as she was.
Before she could blink, her bra was off and his mouth was on her breasts, kissing and sucking them as she threw her head back and moaned.
“You are beautiful, darling,” Heath murmured. “I need all of you.”
He lowered her to the bed and kissed his way down her body, spending time on each breast until she was writhing beneath him. “More,” she begged.
His tongue licked a path down her stomach until he reached the waistband of her underwear.
She lifted her hips so he could take them off, but he pressed his mouth to her mound and licked.
Zoe gasped, the need so heavy in her. “Heath, please.”
He ripped her underwear down her legs and then his mouth was on her and the sound that came out of her mouth was nothing short of feral.
He grinned as he slid two fingers inside her. “Zoe, darling, you are fucking incredible.” He licked her clitoris and she whimpered as he moved his fingers inside her. She couldn’t find words, couldn’t tell him that she wanted him inside of her, could only ride the pleasure he was giving her.
“That’s it, beautiful. Come for me. I can feel you clenching.”
His words sent another pulse of lust through her, and the orgasm ripped through her. Her body bucked as he held her in position and continued to pleasure her.
Finally she sighed and he slowed, kissing his way back up her body and gently caressing her breasts. “You are amazing.”
She still couldn’t quite speak, but her hands slid to his crotch where he was still wearing underwear, but his cock was straining against the fabric.
“You want more, darling?” he asked with a cocky smile.
“Yes.” She wanted to be one with him, and the enormity of the emotion was slightly scary. “Do you have condoms?”
He kissed her again, long and deep before reaching over and getting one from his bedside table.
Then he proceeded to slowly nibble and lick her breasts again. She squirmed. “Heath, I want you. Inside me. Now.”
“Now don’t be so impatient, love,” he said. “I want you just as needy before I thrust into you for the first time.”
She wasn’t sure she would be able to handle it.
But true to his word, it wasn’t long before she was hot and needy and begging him again.
He slid his underpants off and the condom on, settling his amazing body above her. She lifted her hips to accommodate him, and he kissed her deep, almost like a promise as he slid inside her.
Their groans intermingled as he moved, slowly at first, savouring the sensation.
Zoe had never had a lover with so much intensity mixed with kindness before.
She stared into his face as their movements increased, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him on.
This time when her orgasm hit, his did too, and Zoe knew she wanted this man in her life forever.