Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
As I lay in bed, Zoe in my arms, I thought about our conversation on the couch.
It had been transformative. Zoe had burst through all of my barriers that I never knew I had.
My marriage to Marie had been good. Great even.
It was perfect for the man I had been, and I probably would have been happy the rest of my life with Marie if she hadn’t died.
And, the man I was would’ve been happy with the same type of marriage with Zoe.
But of course, there was no way that Zoe Avery would ever put up with that.
Maybe the man I was becoming now wouldn’t either.
I traced lazy patterns along the soft skin of her back and smiled.
The idea of having a granite foundation with someone, where I knew without a doubt I could count on her to listen to me, and lift me up when needed, was incredible.
It broke something open inside of me, and made it easier to breathe.
Imagining the kind of mother she would be to our children, the way she already interacted with James, made my heart turn over in my chest. She would be fearless in protecting them.
The things they could learn from her would be invaluable.
How to be bold and assertive, while still being kind and caring.
How to be witty and sarcastic, while never being mean or demeaning.
How to live with joy and spread love. It would be up to me to make sure that they established boundaries so they didn’t give away too much of themselves while helping others.
Zoe didn’t see it; she saw herself as a hardass, but I knew that she was the softest touch in the world for someone in need.
“You’re thinking way too hard. I would have thought what we did earlier tonight would have had you sleeping through your alarm.”
Zoe’s quiet words wafted against my chest.
“You’re awake, this is good,” I murmured.
She lifted her head, and I could see flecks of gold in her brown eyes, because we had left the lamp on when we’d finally fallen asleep wrapped in one another’s arms.
“Why is that good?”
I moved my hand from where it had been stroking circles on her back, so that it cupped the lush curve of her ass. “Because earlier was just round one.”
Her eyes darkened, and she lowered her head and licked around my nipple. I gripped her butt tightly in reflex. She scraped her teeth against my sensitive flesh and I shifted and moved her, so that her legs straddled my hips.
“Ooooh, I like it up here.”
“It sure has opened up some possibilities,” I agreed.
She continued to lick and scrape against my nipple, and my fingers dipped past the crease of her ass, into the wet channel of her pussy. She moaned. I pressed in deep, and she nipped my nipple. It burned as I thrust even deeper, and she moved against the pressure that I was building.
She began to kiss her way up to my jaw, occasionally interspersing bites. When she got to my ear, she sucked my lobe into her mouth, then bit down hard. I went rock-hard and jerked upwards, almost bucking her off my body. She let go and whispered in my ear.
“Easy, Cowboy. I need you to fuck me.”
She was singing my tune. But still, I needed to drive her as crazy as she was driving me. I moved my fingers again, then pinched her clit.
“Adam!” Her voice was shrill. I quickly covered her mouth.
“Shhhh, baby, you need to be quiet.” Even though the master bedroom was on the first floor and my son’s room was on the second, I didn’t want her to wake him up.
Zoe panted against me. When I released her, she whispered, “Got it. Quiet. Just stop doing what you were doing.”
I pinched her clit again.
“Bastard,” she cried softly directly into my ear. I felt pulses of her cream cover my fingers as her arousal shot up even further.
I continued torturing her. Every stroke was intent on making her suffer, making her delirious with pleasure, and her body began to tremble. Then began to shake on top of mine. Then, she grabbed my face in her hands and whispered “Yes,” right before she kissed me.
Zoe always stunned me with her passion. I desperately needed to be inside her, yet I felt a bone-deep satisfaction in having pleasured her.
I felt so good about it, I could have laid there for hours, my erection all lonely and untouched, just basking in the knowledge that I had given her what she needed.
But lucky for me, my lady was more generous than that.
My eyes were closed, and I was only partly aware when she lifted off me. But I came completely back to myself when I felt her mouth suckle the head of my cock.
“Fuck!”
She let go of my cock, and smiled up at me. “Quiet,” she reminded me.
She sucked me back into the warm depths of her mouth, and I did my utmost not to call out.
Not to make a sound. Her tongue stroked along the vein at the back of my shaft, causing a groan to escape.
I swore I felt her laugh vibrate against my flesh.
She continued to stroke with her tongue, as her lips rose up and down on me.
Then her small fist clasped the base of my cock and made a twisting motion. I groaned even louder this time. Again, the thrilling vibration of a laugh. Her lips clamped even harder as she caressed me. Up and down, then a swirl. Then her tongue licked against the sensitive point beneath the head.
My body surged up. Zoe didn’t care; she just continued to pleasure me, one slow, torturous caress at a time. It was agonizing in the best sort of way. I felt fire begin to gather at the base of my spine. I gripped at her hair, trying to get her attention. She didn’t move away.
“I’m close.”
She continued on.
“Zoe, I want to be making love to you when I come.”
She lifted her dark eyes up at me. They were wild with want. She was as turned on as I was.
“Please, Baby. Let’s do this together.”
She slowly rose up, letting go of my cock with one last lick to the head. It took everything I had to keep from coming.
I picked her up, then rolled us over. I madly reached for a condom on my nightstand and rolled it on.
She grabbed me and guided me in. Her moan of satisfaction made me feel ten feet tall.
I was so close, I was going to have to work fast to get her with me.
Then I felt her shiver. I looked down at her in surprise. She was almost there, too.
“You liked that.” It was a question and a statement.
“Oh yes. Now get to work.”
I laughed, and started a rhythm that soon had us both groaning. I was seconds away, so I thrust my hand between us, but before I could touch her clit, she bit down on my shoulder. She was gone. I shouted her name as I tumbled over into ecstasy. I couldn’t help it.
As we came down off our lover’s high, she stroked my chest again, and looked up at me. “Adam?”
“Mm-hmm?”
“I meant it when I said I adored you,” she whispered.
“I know.”
“Well, I mean it again now, when I say I love you.”
I couldn’t respond. My vocal cords were frozen. She seemed to understand.
“You’re everything that is right and good in this world. There are going to be times, hopefully very few, but times where I won’t think I deserve you. But just know, I love you with my whole heart.”
“You’ll always deserve me. We deserve this. It’s our moment, Zoe. It’s our time.” I stared at her to see if she got what I was saying. I saw dawning understanding in her eyes.
“You’re right. It is.”
“I love you too, Sweetheart.” I pulled her even closer and kissed her forehead. I was going to remember this night forever.