her hands and watched him curiously. He looked angry. Reaching out, she touched one of his dark eyebrows. “Why are you upset with me?” she asked softly.
Zeke took her hand and bit the tip of her finger gently, almost groaning when she wiggled against him. He’d just had the most incredible orgasm of his entire life. Shouldn’t he be sated?
Not happening, he realized as his body hardened for her again.
A thought suddenly occurred to him. “You were a virgin.”
She rolled her eyes. “Are we going back to that already?” she asked, not wanting anything serious to mar this moment. She let her hand slid e down to his side, wanting to feel those ridges along his stomach that she’d noticed when he’d taken off his shirt earlier.
He raised one eyebrow as if to indicate that she was crazy if she thought th ey weren’t going to discuss the issue of her inexperience. “We are definitely going to discuss that. But more importantly, I just realized that if you are…”
“Was!” she corrected and slipped her hands out from his grip, wanting to explore him more thoroughly.
He smiled and grabbed her hands once again, not willing to let her distract him. “Okay, you were a virgin,” he correct, “so I’m assuming you aren’t on any birth control?” he asked, then watched her face. When she stilled and looked at his eyes instead of his chest, he knew that his assumption was correct. “And I didn’t use a condom. When was your last period?” he asked.
Marissa blushed painfully and wanted to turn away but he wouldn’t let her escape. “Um…we should be safe,” she said, biting her lip once again as she counted back the days.
“How safe?” he asked.
She sighed and closed her eyes. “My period should be here any day now.”
He relaxed slightly but wouldn’t let her hands go. “You’ll tell me if it doesn’t come, correct?”
She nodded her head, painfully embarrassed about the topic.
He had to laugh at her expression. She’d gone from blushing because of desire to blushing because of embarrassment in only moments. And he thought each of those reactions were enchanting. He reached out to his bedside table and pulled open a drawer. “Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way,” he said and placed a box of condoms next to them on the bed.
Marissa turned her head to see what he’d done and her face flamed up once again. She ignored his laughter at her embarrassment and instead focused on what she wanted to learn. Which was what all this skin of his felt like.
“Since you’re prepared,” she said with a growing smile on her face.
He grabbed her hands once again, shaking his head as he lowered his mouth to her breast once again.
Marissa struggled to get her hands released. “This isn’t fair,” she cried out, gasping when his tongue flicked against her already pebbled nipple. “I want to touch you.”
“Not this time.” His mouth moved lower. “I’m not finished with my exploration of your delectable body.”
Marissa thought about arguing, but when his finger slid inside of her, she couldn’t really form any words. And when his mouth followed his hands, sounds screamed out of her mouth but they still weren’t any words. Or at least no words that made sense.
Chapter 4
Marissa rubbed the towel through her hair, a smile on her face as she thought about Zeke and their afternoon that had shifted into evening. And then into night. The man certainly was a passionate lover. It was actually fortuitous that she’d started to get a migraine yesterday because the nap she’d had yesterday was just about the only sleep she’d gotten. Zeke had been relentless and every time he’d touched her, she was just as wanton, just as desperate as the first time. Well, actually, she seemed to get more ravenous for his body.
And when he’d finally allowed her to explore his massive physique…she smiled